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Sometimes, objects shook around me. Objects made of iron, tin, or gold.
“I just wanted to see if you knew what hard work was. I told you I was magic,” he whispered. And then he was gone.
“Careful, human. We Fae have an excellent sense of smell. You’d be amazed what we can scent floating on the air.”
“You could at least say hello before you start eye-fucking me.”
“I don’t hate your kind. I’m just disappointed by how breakable you are. If I held you down and fucked you the way I’m imagining fucking you right now, I doubt that you’d survive it.”
“That your body is betraying you in other ways. That I can smell you, Little Osha, and I’m thinking about drinking the sweet nectar you’re making for me straight from the fucking cup.”
“There’s every way,” Fisher rumbled, his eyes darkening. “I’d know the smell of you anywhere. On anyone. I’d know it blind and in the dark. Across a fucking sea. I’d be able to scent you—”
“If I were evil and using your oath for my own purposes, I’d order you onto your knees for me,” he said, cutting me off. “I’d order you to part your legs for me. I’d order you to suck and fuck me until you passed out from exhaustion. Is that what you want, Little Osha?”
I wouldn’t admit it to myself, would never allow the thought to take shape, but my body wasn’t as accomplished at lying as my mind was. I did want Fisher. I hated myself for it. Hated that he knew it.
“Because she is moonlight. The mist that shrouds the mountains. The bite of electricity in the air before a storm. The smoke that rolls across a battlefield before the killing starts. You have no idea what she is. What she could be. You should call her Majesty.”
“Where the fuck… can I get… a drink?”
“I was wrong, y’know. You are a good thief.” “What have I stolen?”
“Don’t you dare die on my watch, Saeris Fane! Fisher will never forgive me if his sole reason for living is torn to pieces on her first fucking battlefield.”
give you my blood in thanks, Saeris Fane.”
“Eh.” He shot me a rakish grin. “I love a girl with a sharp tongue and a bad attitude. Kinda makes my dick hard.”
That’s what Oshellith means in Old Fae, Saeris. Most Sacred.
“Nobody will ever fuck you the way I’m about to fuck you, Saeris Fane. I’m about to introduce you to all seven gods. When you meet them, don’t forget to tell them I’m the one you worship on your knees.” Out. Fucking.
He was going to eat me alive. I was going to let him.
“I came for a little hope.”
