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“I…no, it wasn’t an allegiance with the Sky Witch, we were just using each other. I would never ally myself with anyone from another land,”
He clicked his tongue sadly, but I wasn’t going to be softened by those big eyes and that innocent cute-as-shit face. He was a rat through and through.
“I intend to keep your head on your shoulders. I came there to ensure you didn’t get caught by the Reapers.” “I don’t need you watching my back.” “I’ll be the decider of that. Now hush,”
“Well excuse me for being pissed off about yet another violation of my life. You are, without a doubt, the worst Fae I have ever had the misfortune to encounter and if you had even a scrap of animosity toward me, I would be certain you were my Astral Adversary, bound to me by the stars to clash with me time and again and drive me to the brink of insanity. But it seems this hatred is one-sided because your empty heart has withered into a fucking prune. You wouldn’t know passion if it jabbed you repeatedly with a rusty fork, then cut off your cock and swallowed it whole.”
“A door like this must be hiding many secrets,” I whispered. “My thoughts exactly.
“I can taste your fear, but you are not as afraid as I expected,” he said quietly. “I’ve never been afraid of the dark.”
“Sarcasm?” he guessed. “Well done, clever boy.”
“You will walk to far more dangerous places than this with me when the time comes. No matter what battle I face in the future, you will be there to bolster my power. That is your destiny now.”
“Unless Aquina Leopards can see as well as I can in the night?”
It wasn’t Fae. It was something other. Something that spoke as if through the rock itself, through the wind, the fire and sea as well. And in a way it didn’t speak at all, the voice was in my skin, crawling through my blood and planting itself in the essence of who I was. “Kivon astrenis fradyr.”
“I am chaos,”
“I am the undoing of the sky, the unravelling of all.”
“I came to be through the nothing, and the nothing I became.”
“I am not there. I can only reach across a parting sea, but soon I shall alight upon the shore, stepping fully from where I am to where you reside.”
“Man of torment, shattered and reforged anew. A soul such as yours would weigh heavily on the scales of death.”
“I am no Void. It is you who is marked with that fate. The power to destroy all power.”
“What do the Reapers want with you?” Kaiser asked. “To command me. However, I may only be commanded by one. The hallowed sovereign.”
“They are no one and everyone,”
“They draw close now. Always close. They come for me, they worship and nourish me. Soon, I will step between the boundaries of this place and that. Then your world will know me in the splintering of the earth, in the spitting of every fire, in the strike of the howling wind and in the flooding of the four lands. I am the re-writer of prophecy, the undoing of all that has been done. Soon, you shall pray to me instead of your callous stars. Leave now. For they are coming.”
“I will always protect you, Ever,” he murmured, then I pulled away and climbed out after Galomp, spotting Calcifiend perched on his head.
I was the Void. A prophesised Fae, named so by some almighty creature that had no reason to lie to me. This meant I could change the tide of the war. It meant my power was the most sought-after weapon in The Waning Lands.
I’d spent years working towards this moment, plotting, scheming, winning favour from all the right Fae and getting myself ready to claim the title this marriage would afford me.
but the curse Alestro Sharbone brought back with him seems akin to a death sentence if the whispers in the court are to be believed-”
I swallowed thickly as I considered that part of this day. My virtue had been guarded for so long that I had begun to fear I might never feel the touch of a man’s body against my own.
There was no better Fae in Avanis than he to lead us and I couldn’t deny the fluttering of my heart at the thought of having his full attention throughout this monumental chapter of my life.
But my eyes didn’t latch onto the man who was about to become my husband, instead sweeping to take in our Earl, whose powerful frame dominated the space to my right, his gaze falling heavily upon me while I entered.
What had he seen in the land of Air? What had he done? He found time to spend in the bed of a Succubus.
“I’m a good teacher. Besides, I’ve had nothing but filthy Skyforger cunt for years. I’m aching to bury myself in the purity of your pretty earth-born pussy, wife. You’re the prize I get to claim for all the shit I’ve lived through these endless years.”
“One hundred percent earth born and a Virgo too, aren’t you?”
“You’re exactly what I’ve been aching for. A pure stone-bred woman to help me regrow my roots in my homeland where they belong.”
“The Sky Witch is adept at blood magic,” he snarled but my focus was stolen by the way his cock jumped and swelled with his words.
“Is that…shouldn’t it be hard?” I asked and he growled furiously. “Maybe if you were doing something to help it would be,” he snapped. “Like what?” I asked. “Like…call me an asshole.”
“An accent?” I asked, my blush turning to indignation. “You want me to pretend I’m someone else…no, wait, you want me to pretend I’m her?”
“I don’t want to want her but I can’t…ever since I was with her my dick won’t do what it’s supposed to. I thought maybe, hopefully that it was just when I was alone and that with you it would be different.
“I need this. I need you. It has to work. I can’t be ruined, I fucking can’t be. Hasn’t she done enough to me already with this curse? I can’t even speak a word abou-ow-ow-arghhh!”
“I’ll find a way,” he swore. “I’ll not go through life unable to use my fucking cock. It isn’t you. It’s her.”
I would deal with the Sky Witch myself. The only thing left to figure out about it was how.
He was threatening me plain and clear, and as the most powerful Fae in The Waning Lands, I should have known better than to do anything against his wishes.
“I do not like Furies, I have decided. All Orders are equal and good, but Furies are not. They can die out, yes they can. I would not shed a tear.”
Vesper. I glanced around, once again convinced that I’d heard someone calling to me, this time from the road ahead.
“Three-hundred years,” he said, cocking his head to one side as he considered that then added. “Well, two-fifty or three. Time tends to lose a lot of meaning over such a span spent in darkness so I lost count a bit.”
“You wanted to know how long I spent captive in that cave before you set me free, spectre. That is my best estimate.”
“What has a heart but cannot gift it?” Bastian asked me coldly. “Offers pleasure freely but can never receive it freely in return?”
“Bathes in lust but never love? Has a face Fae would die for but a soul they would burn for?”
“Succubus. Wanted by all but wanted by none.”
I’m only wondering if you’ll keep it up after I snap that pretty neck of yours between my hands or if you’ll race into death as quickly as you claim to want to.”
“What’s his recovery time?” I opened my mouth to reply but Bastian beat me to it. “I’m a professional, love. I don’t do recovery periods.”
It was all I could do to stand still as a very vivid mental image flashed through my mind of him bending me over the bar beside us and fucking me so hard and for so long that my screams turned hoarse and my body grew limp with exhaustion. But he never tired, never slowed and I never stopped begging him for more and more and- “Cut that out!”
And a Succubus paired with a Bear shifter would make for a thrilling night indeed.”
“All who claim a piece of the comet are blessed with the gift of being able to ask a single question of the stars themselves. And that is what I did with this piece. I asked the stars about my destiny and they told me secrets of my future.”
