Page 44 of The Shadow Fae Rhapsody
My pulse hammers away at the question. He’s not going to like what I’m about to do. “I’m going to the house on the long hill to have a look.”
“It’s too dangerous,” he says far too quickly. “You just told me that the dark-haired fucker down there is the Fae Prince.”
“He is… which is why this is truly a rare opportunity,” I explain, hoping he’ll understand. “I need to find out something.”
I may never get this chance again.
Svenn holds my gaze, his chest rising with a deep, heavy breath. “Fine, I’ll go with you.”
Coral wags her tail eagerly at the word, ‘go.’
“You can’t, Svenn. We both know you’re not as silent as me,” I say softly.
I narrow my eyes at Coral. “You can’t come either.”
She juts her muzzle stubbornly.
“What if they catch you?” he asks.
I hear the fear lacing his voice.
You’re my everything.
His confession echoes in my head. I understand now Svenn cares for me. But the knowledge I gain here can change everything. If war is truly as inevitable as Svenn had said, I need to know when the fae are coming for us.
“How good is their sense of hearing compared to a vampire?” I ask him.
“Mine is a thousandth times better,” he answers flatly.
“Yet you can’t hear me and my silent feet.” I give him a broad grin. “It’ll be fine, Svenn. I can handle this.”
A shadow crosses his features, one of doubt and uncertainty.
“They won’t even know I’m there. I’ll just be a fly on the wall,” I promise, touching his arm. “It would be a quick in and out for me.”
He says nothing.
“You said that you trust me,” I remind him.
His brows dance upward. I see the conflict warring in his head.
“I do trust you,” he finally exhales.
“Then let me go and know that I’ll come back.” I don’t mean it to sound like a challenge. But it would mean a lot if he believes in me.
I’ll always come back to you, Svenn.My heart whispers, hoping he’ll understand.
He snatches my chin, forcing me to look at him. His eyes gaze into mine with the intensity of a thousand suns.
It burns…
But I stare at him right back, channeling one of Rainer’s wintry gaze. We’re both stubborn.
“Nel…” he mutters my name with defeat. My heart almost burst with anticipation when he finally nods.
It’s small, barely imperceptible, and reluctant, but a nod nonetheless. I throw myself at him and wrap his body in a hug.
Svenn trusts me. He believes in me.
