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For those who feel lost in a dark and pathless wood. Believe in the magic beyond the trees.
This girl is the anathema, a witch, and deserves banishment to The Eating Woods!”
“Yes. The poor little babe, left behind by her mother with a black rose laid upon her chest. The bassinet at the edge of The Eating Woods. You hardly cried that night.”
“You want to know what wicked diablerie lies beyond The Eating Woods?” The wood creaked as she slowly rocked in her chair, holding the bowl of the pipe in her palm. “A gateway to another world. I was no more than your age when I ventured into that dark forest.”
She was beautiful. No, beautiful was too weak a word. She was intoxicating. Exquisitely divine.
“What in the gods’ shriveled balls is this?”
“You so much as breathe across her neck, and I will take pleasure in skewering your skull before I set it aflame.”
“I am angry at you.” The deep timber of his voice rumbled in my ear, and he spun me around, keeping in time with the other couples. “For wearing this dress. For looking so painfully exquisite, you’ve managed to draw everyone’s attention. Including mine.”
“I’ll never know what in seven hells inspired the universe to send you to me, Maevyth.” “Some might call it a punishment,” I said, smiling. “If this is punishment, then I welcome an eternity of suffering.”
“You are mine, moon witch. For all eternity and whatever lies beyond it. No soul has ever been more intricately woven into mine than yours.”
