Page 14 of Finding Love with the Fae King

Kane looked annoyed, meaning it was dealing with his warriors.

“Yeah,” Kane continued. “Some visiting wolf tried to stake a claim on the adopted human daughter of my cousin’s family. It’s been taken care of.” Kane ran his hand through his hair.

“A human?” I questioned. “Has the law finally been passed by the Supernatural Council?”

The Supernatural Council was a panel of a mix of different species in Bergarian that decided what was best for the realm. They had talked for years about letting trustworthy humans visit, and it looked like it had been granted.

“Yes, but a thorough background check must be done. This girl has lived with werewolves all her life, unbeknownst to her, though. She just found out just yesterday that we exist, and she took it quite well,” Clara bragged. “She’s such a cute thing. I finally have someone the same size as me!”

Kane chuckled at his mate.

“I’ll have to meet her. I’ve never met a human. You were changed by the time I met you.”

Clara nodded in agreement. “Oh, you will meet her, all right.” She giggled and winked at Kane, who rolled his eyes. “Anyway, enjoy your dinner. I still must help with preparations for tomorrow. Please make yourselves at home!”

Clara and Kane left, and my men had already walked into the cabin. The horses were tended to by a few omegas that wanted to help. “Be sure to give him extra oats. This was his first long journey.” The omegas smiled and bowed several times before leaving.

Resting my hand on my sword and checking out the surroundings, I headed out for a walk. The men were inside taking care of a few things, and the restless beating of my heart made my chest quake. I felt a rush of adrenaline, the flow of my magic inside me. It could very well be the thought of our kingdoms finally being at peace and bringing more light to both of our lands. Our kingdoms would be unstoppable, being the largest of them all.

The Golden Light Kingdom and the Cerulean Moon Kingdom were the largest, followed by Vermillion, which was under a complete renovation of its Court and Parliament. Queen Taliyah demanded it, and being born half-witch, she could accomplish it. There are smaller territories scattered throughout the lands, but none as large as the three.

The last of the light sources had fallen across the horizon, and now the Light pixies lit the edge of the forests. All was quiet except for the natural sounds of nature. Many wolves had retired to their homes, and some just went out for the nightly patrol.

There was a small melody of music that led me to the complete opposite side of the pack territory. A lake with lights glowed around in the middle of it. The soft voice was hypnotizing. Gripping my sword with one hand and the sheath in the other, I came closer. The singing became louder, and the sound made my ears tingle. Sirens stayed close to the coastline unless they had inhabited large lakes now. She would be out of her territory and would have to be removed.

Bushes lay near the waterside. Creeping down and looking through the brush, I saw a girl. She was lying on her stomach on the pier. She wasn’t a shifter, a fae, or even a fairy. I continued to stare at her while I listened to the humming and gently parting her mouth, letting a smooth melody escape her.

The music filled my ears, and I felt the sorrow as each note left her lips. Her fingers continued to dance on the water’s surface, and pieces of her hair fell in. A few drops of tears left her cheeks and dropped into the water. Why was I so captivated by this creature? What was she?

“Your Majesty!” a large voice boomed from across the courtyard.

“Shit,” I whispered, and I peered through the bushes again to glimpse the woman. I couldn’t see her face, and in my heart, I knew I had to see her.

“Your Majesty!” the voice boomed again, and as I looked again. She had run back to the packhouse.

“Damn it, what is it, Alaneo?”

Alaneo looked at me, taken aback, and raised his arms in question. “What the hell?” His long braid got caught in the wind, and a nearby fairy grabbed it and gave it a tug. “Not now, Lydia! I’m working!” He swatted his hands in her direction.

“She followed you all the way to the Cerulean Moon Kingdom territory? She must have it bad.” I chuckled lightly.

“You have no idea,” he groaned.

“I told you not to mess with a fairy. They get obsessed until they have had their fill, then they will leave you alone.”

“Yeah, yeah. At least she can’t grow to fae size for another twenty-four hours. I’ve been telling her no for years, but one time wasn’t enough for her.”

Slapping him on the back, we headed back to our cabin. “The men were waiting to eat until you arrived.”

“They could have eaten without me. I’m here on vacation, away from the political shit. You should have told them.”

“They refused. You know your most trusted guards worship you.”

“Just because I saved their village and families doesn’t mean they need to follow me around all the time,” I groaned.

I was just a small fae when it happened. Vermillion wasn’t always as secluded as it was now. Rogue vampires invaded villages across the Golden Light Kingdom, and luckily, I was visiting my aunt when a small band of them entered. That was the first time I had to use my sword and magic to fight off an enemy. I’d saved the village and earned the title of “The Fearless” because I was only eighty years old. Not near enough time for the full training of a king or knight.

“Everett, Braxton, and Finley, what ails you? Could you not feed yourself and expect your dear King to feed you?” They all laughed, drinking a large pint of fae wine they had carried with them from home. It wouldn’t last the night.

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