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    Sneak Peek: The Dance

    His hands embraced her waist, dragging her against his chest in a possessive gesture. Nymre allowed on that and looking into his eyes, she whispered.

    “Let’s show them what we are made of.”

    The music filled the air, joyful, spring-like, like a rippling stream during meltdown. Lorian, also looking in his lover’s eyes, slid his fingers delicately over her arm, until he found her palm and squeezed it lightly. He pressed her tighter with his second hand and said, silently; his voice urging her, touching her core with soft caress.

    “Of stars and moonlight, and forgotten dreams.”

    And he led her into a dance.

    It was a dance of soul and heart, like the music that was accompanying them entered their veins and filled them with water and fire, with wind and light. All moves were fluent, like water and fire too, which under their skin with flames, which washed them with wild tides.

    Lorian took her into adventure and she didn’t want to return. This dance was a seal that closed all quarrels and misunderstandings. They knew they were bound as one, even if sometimes that wasn’t obvious. When Nymre was in his arms, she was another person. She was more than a raven fae. When he was in hers, there was no darkness and light, only her warm skin and her eyes full of stars.

    The music reigned over them, embracing them with the sound of the blooming meadows, woods filled with life and silent passages, sleeping under peaceful snow.

    “Of raging light and seething darkness” she had to add, sparkles in her eyes.

    “Of night eternal and frozen storms” he smiled mischievously and swirled her, so fast that she lost her breath.

    The High Shee which gathered in the ballroom observed them, almost hypnotized. It was something magical in the way that he carried her into this dream, and how her black wings moved behind her, sometimes lifting her up, and sometimes – caressing his skin with feathers. It was something spellbound in them, so they allowed the spell to drink from their feelings, admiring its strength..

    This was their time. This was their moment.

    Before gathering clouds swallow them all.

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    Sneak Peek: Prison

    The fae seemed unaffected by the iron bars he was leaning onto and the awful filth that reigned in Tiyan’s cell. More even, he seemed to enjoy the low conditions. As if this dirty place was a break from some kind of royal routine.

    His black eyes drilled the human hunter through and through. His smile was predatory and dangerous, like a smile of an extremely vicious wolf that caught prey and relished its scent.

    “So what?” Tiyan grinned at the fey. “You came here by yourself to stain your precious shoes in the dirt and look at my suffering? I have bad news. I am not going anywhere.”

    “Ah” the fae looked amused. “For sure you prefer the hot steel and finger screws applied to you by these unwashed inquisitors. They’ve never seen the sun in the forest in the morning but they surely know every part of these dungeons.”

    “Finger screws better than fairy court” Tiyan spat.

    Kilyan laughed. Even Tiyan had to admit that it was a beautiful sound. He remembered a similar laughter, from long ago, from his childhood. This was the same fey. The fey who saved him on the battlefield.

    “You are aware that you will die here. I am not lacking servants, my winter child. I have countless of them. They are obedient and trained. I don’t need to save your thick skin, but I want to give you something humankind could never offer you, now or ever.”

    “What?” asked Tiyan bluntly.

    “Power. Relief. A place where you can develop your talents I gave you in that moment, when I saved your life.”

    “So it was you, you dark bastard” Tiyan gritted his teeth. “I didn’t ask for that.”

    “Yes, your kind always had death wishes and affinity for suffering. You would rather die than serve. Such strong backs, such rigid spines! Very admirable! I would say stupid, but you would feel offended.”

    “How would you’ve guessed” irony oozed from the hunter’s tongue.

    “The purpose of your life is to serve under me. That is the truth that you don’t want to but will embrace. If you are so reluctant to go with me, you will end up there in another way.”

    “By force?” grinned Tiyan manically.

    “No. On butterfly wings, carried by moths and fireflies” replied the fae, again laughing. Beautiful sound.




    Tiyan felt as his body started to feel numb. His limbs, weak and limp. His mind, muddy and tired.

    He was aware that Kilyan was trying to put a spell on him. He decided to not give in, at any cost.

    Soon, he was sleeping, in the dirt and mud of the Praetor’s prison.

    The fae crouched next to him. His long fingers brushed Tiyan’s hair, in a soft and loving caress.

    “I will wait for you in my palace, my surprise prize. Welcoming you in, as I should.

    The soft laughter filled the air and the Kilyan disappeared in the thin air, like he never was here. A dream that Tiyan dreamt, but real enough to pry him from behind the bars.

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    Sneak Peek: Hatred

    “How sweet is to see so much anger, so much stale and deep hatred,” whispered the fae with a wry smile. “Every human hates fae, and us, high shee, the most. But at the same time you are such a joyful break from everyday boredom and routine. Tell me, Tiyo, how will you pay your debt to me?”

    Tiyan’s face showed deepest hatred indeed, but mixed with fear and something undeciphered, which was tearing his insides with cold efficiency. This situation was humiliating and maybe death would be better than being pushed on his knees before worst enemy of humankind. He would prefer to die, taking the shee with himself, if he wasn’t spellbound. His muscles were sore and he literally felt the frozen bars of invisible prison he was put in.

    Snow. Everywhere this cursed snow.

    Even in his own veins.

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