Page 90 of Spellbound Dreams
Only a few days after reliving everything that made being a D’Vaire wonderful, Renny stood behind Dra’Kaedan, waiting to be allowed into a ballroom for the official event hosted by the Court of Draconis to welcome the Light Fae to the Council.
“How long must we stand here?” Rorie muttered.
“Patience,” Renny said.
“When do you think I gained such a skill?”
“Frankly, I think it’s an overrated one,” Dra’Kaedan remarked.
“So is conversation, but I still have to suffer through them,” Brogan snarked.
“Their issues aside, it’s totally going to be worth the wait,” Renny promised.
“You do not fool me, v’airsell nioll,” Rorie responded as his eyes narrowed. “Did you have a hand in this celebration?”
The doors swung open, and Renny was grateful for the wonderful timing. Taking Rorie’s hand, he led the slack-jawed fairy into a room he and Dra’Kaedan had perfected into a replica of the inside of the castle that once stood in Sindrell.
“What do you think?”
“It is splendid,” Rorie enthused with a clap of his hands. “Do you love it, Drekkoril?”
“It is remarkable. I feel as if I am back on our old realm,” Drekkoril answered quietly. “Thank you for giving us this experience. While I am most happy to be a D’Vaire and to live at our new home, it is nice to visit parts of our past.”
Rorie gave Drekkoril a grin full of mischief. “Should I bespell the cups of everyone in here, so they can compare and contrast reality versus this incredible facsimile?”
“Do not dare, Roriethiel,” Drekkoril responded. There was no heat in his voice, and he smiled at Rorie as if he understood fully that the question was in jest.
“You are kidding, right?” Brogan demanded. “I mean, it was nice and all but also a total train wreck.”
“Lovely thing to tell them, babe. They lost everything they knew, but let’s mention how crazy it was,” Dra’Kaedan interjected.
“How isn’t your comment just as wrong?” Brogan fired back.
“Come on, let’s get away from them while they bicker,” Renny told Rorie and Drekkoril. The Noble Protector excused himself to find Chrysander and Ellery to thank them for the event, and Renny led Rorie over to a reasonably quiet area of the vast space that normally served as the throne room to Their Majesties.
“I’ll always be sorry for your loss, but I have to tell you again that I’m glad we don’t have to figure out how to straddle both worlds,” Renny said to the fairy grinning at him.
“All I care about is that you remain at my side. I can deal with the loss of the Fae. They have gone on to have wonderful lives as elves and sprites. It is certainly better than the chaos at the end. I will never know how I came to wake up in the desert, but I am grateful that I did.”
“I guess sometimes the answers don’t matter. I’ll never know how I’m not with a dragon, but I couldn’t care less.”
“I am a fairywitha dragon. That may well be an upgrade.”
“It doesn’t get better than you.”
“And I offer the best dreams,” Rorie said.
“Yeah, you need to check with me before we go on another adventure like that.”
“Of course, Ren,” Rorie replied, though there was something enigmatic about his smile that made Renny a little weak in the knees. With a shrug, Renny threw caution to the wind. Who the hell cared if Rorie sent them into another dream together? In the last one, they’d found love, and that left him with zero regrets about the entire experience.
“O’Lliosa, Protector Roriethiel D’Vaire of the Fae.”
“In such a merry mood, perhaps I could tempt you to find a space, so I can express my affections in a physical sense.”
Renny rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Come on, I’d like to dance with you.”
“Then we will disrobe?”
“Yeah, at home…in our room.”
“Our next dream is going to be nothing but us lovemaking in all the locations in which you have refused me,” Rorie groused when Renny led him to where the other couples were moving with the beat.
“Feel free to spellbind me like that anytime you want,” Renny told him. Nothing about his life had been boring prior to Rorie entering it, but something about his mate ramped up the excitement of simply being. One thing was for sure; with his impulsive fairy at his side, neither of them would ever be anything but happy.
