Sight of Solace: The Caelestis Sun Series Book One

by E.K. Pomfret

Protective, in the strong walls and thick doors that contain us and keep us safe inside. Thoughtful, in the ways he placed our rooms so that the sun rose through the glass panes above our beds and set in the grand window of our main living space. Delicate, in the details of the doorways and the soft arches at the top of each, welcoming us inside. My father had built it, but my mother made it a home.

Stories of mated fae, feeling their draw to one another, from across the world. Living restlessly as they wandered, looking for the soul that called to their own. Their dreams, so vivid of the one who matched the set of their own eyes. Every fleck, blemish, and iris, a twinning set to their mates.

I have hazel eyes.. where's my mate

Remember, even in the deep dark depths of night, the sun shines through reflecting on the moons to remind us how special she is. How bright she burns. You are beautiful, treasured, and seen, please never forget that.”

love her mom

He knew the things that spoke to my soul and made a habit of collecting treasures during travels in our years together. Seventy years with him wasn’t long enough, and the short three years Solace had with him were bittersweet.

a loving husband and father. If they're immortal how did he die though?

He wears the same green and orange-flecked eyes that I do. It was destined, a fate more powerful than even King Kaius himself. He will respect that destiny and honor it accordingly. Even if I bore an unmated child.

ooh step Xaddy

The folded line crossed right where my mother's head lay on my father's chest. Separating them, which seemed justified. The line between the heavens and our world, one side containing my father, the other my mother.

They had locked eyes across the room, he felt drawn to her, already knowing the tones of her eyes matched his own. When they collided in the middle of the dancefloor he had bowed down with an outstretched hand. He did not look up to meet my mother's gaze until she took his offer to dance. When he did, he saw no other than his own soul's reflection standing in front of him.

Meeting was fate

A slim blonde fae with ocean blue and green speckled eyes,

Fleur Is adorable

I was only truly friends with three others in our age group. Bea, our small but feisty friend. Petite in stature, short dark hair, almond eyes, and thin mouth. She was a year older than me, and she never let me forget that. Small as she may be her attitude and ferocity made up for it. She was one of a kind, her purple eyes almost cat-like.

Bea is my heart and my soul

Cove, a masculine, tall, sandy blonde male with deep orange eyes and a soft jawline. Standing no less than six foot seven, broad stature, and looked as if he worked out every day.

Possessive creep

But some of my favorite entries were about Cove.

Gross

“What tract did you sign up for?” Quickening my steps to catch up. Bea had applied to some tracts last year in Nar but hadn’t been accepted. This was her last shot before giving in to another semester of arts and painting. “Hunting and self-defense.”

Bea's a badass

I wasted years fooling around with a male who wasn’t you. My mate. I can’t have her walking in my footsteps, and she won’t listen if it comes from me.”

Umm. Wasted????

“Deep breaths, Ace,” he stated, his stance strong, with no signs of exhaustion on his face except for a few beads of sweat on his forehead. His position as a mercenary to the king kept him in shape. Why he needed to be in such a condition, I wasn’t sure. He wasn’t allowed to talk about what he did but sometimes I get the feeling he might be an assassin, seeing as keeping up his body composure with vigorous training was one of the requirements.

Of course daddy xaddy is a cool assassin

“How is Cove?”

Who cares

“You can never get rid of me, you know. Even if we do this and you hate it, you’re still mine.”

Please dont be end game

I laughed; the tone of my voice felt new. It felt feral. “I don’t think I could hate this or you.”

Foreshadowing?

“Are you being possessive of me Cove?” I gave him a toying look, flirting with how far he might go in this hallway just around the corner from our friends. “I’m being protective of you, Sol,”

I hate this guy

“I’m sorry, you’re right, Cove. I didn’t mean to say that.” I pressed a kiss to his cheek, and he pulled me into him.

No. Hes bad for you!

He has been gone for sixteen years now. Why was this turning up now, and of all places on my desk at the mayor's office? If he was involved in some kind of rebellion against Kaius, I would've known about it before now, right? We lived and traveled together. Inseparable for years before Solace, before he disappeared.

Archar vs Xaddy for Ophelia ?

I followed the hierarchy they had outlined. Sirael, the leader of this rebellion, as the letter stated. Listing Archar as one of the highest threats along with a male named Bain Caelestis, as Archar’s trusted general. Bain's name held no weight in my memory, Archar had never said it to me in the many nights we spent lying together talking about our previous lives after fruitful events in his bed.

Fae did not have power at birth.

Fae that traveled to drink from the river could obtain uncontrollable power. Abilities to control the minds of hundreds at a time, or as he had explained, mist a room full of men into nothing but a memory with the snap of his finger.

I stared back at myself, unwavering as I watched my eyes go from Xade’s match, emerald, green, and orange flecked to dark brown lined with black. The eyes Solace wore every day stared back at me. I had not worn these eyes for years. Not claimed them as my own for sixteen years. But seeing my true face calmed my soul for a moment. Whatever Archar had done, it was for me. He had looked back at me with those same eyes. A version of me, that only he knew in all of Capsian, stranger things had happened, and I was going to find them out.

“Solace.” A male voice whispered. My eyes opened instantly, looking for the voice that seemed so incredibly familiar. A force pulled at me, whipping my hair every which way. Was someone else here with me? I looked around, seeing nothing but the glimmer of magic surrounding me. By the time I made out a few shapes and colors, I was hurled into the registrar's office.

Maybe Daddy Archar

a beautiful, short blonde female with a bobbed haircut and dark blue and violet eyes stood before me. Her stature was short, but her curvaceous body was on display.

Trins is cute but seems likenshe càn be annoying..i hope she takes cove

He was an average-height male with dark black hair. As most fae males are, he was handsome. But what surprised me about him was a tattoo branding him from above the collar of his white shirt down to his forearm. It looked like a tribal print wrapped around his fairly muscular arm. One of the girls in the back giggled, causing his dark blue and gold-flecked eyes to scan the room.

Prof. Velis kinda dreamy

“You also probably have a relative in the government or with some rank that pulled a few strings for you to be in this class. Highly sought after, and unlikely to be accepted into. So, congratulations, that means you probably have a decent job in the workforce waiting for you.” A small bit of anger pulsed through my veins. Xade. He knew I wanted to take this class and just by that one comment that meant he probably held some weight in the decision-making to get me in. That was why I was accepted on my first application.

Solace is a nepo baby

A male with deep black hair walked in through the door. His hair was disheveled, as if he or someone else had run their fingers through it multiple times. A dark shadow of facial hair along his strong jaw. He was painfully handsome, and he looked as if he knew exactly how well it served him. What truly kept my heart from beating were his contrasted sky-blue eyes, the way they caught the light coming in from the window, highlighting a golden haze across them as he looked directly at the empty seat next to me.

Quenen is finally here

read the tattooed word with on his pointer finger, and on his middle finger, love. With love.

Ughhhh with love

“I think you know exactly what I mean. Remember fae males have a keen sense of smell,” His eyes catch mine and for a moment I’m trapped in a sea of blue. My heart rate picks up, beating a million beats per second as he leans toward me with a possessive look in his eye as he says under his breath, “And I scented something that belongs to me.”

Cove could never

“Who the fuck is that?” Cove was heated.

The better man that's who

Thoughts that had been inspired by that damn tattoo on that black-haired male’s fingers. With love.

“Open your eyes and watch yourself,” he demands.” I want you to see how glorious you look when you cum in the palm of my hands, Solace.”

“I’m not sure if I like this new feral version of you, Sol.” She smiled as she said it, she could pretend all she wanted but she had been doing the same things with Calcus for at least a year now. Just because he wasn’t the only male in our friend group, she was able to keep their personal relations a bit more private.

“I would never dream of it, Fleur. You don’t have to worry about that. There will be no sides to choose from.” I wanted to believe my own words so badly but saying them out loud felt like a lie.

Team Solace

She almost floats through the room before taking a seat next to me. A familiar smell wafts through the air with her, a scent I knew all too well. “Did you spend the afternoon with Cove?” I asked slowly, not wanting to alarm Xade or jump to any conclusions of my own.

Dont jump, leap!!

“It’s not every day that a young fae gets to question the state of being and is granted permission to learn more about it. You have potential Ace. You could end up in the government workforce if you play your cards right and this is a great first step for you.” He nodded to me sitting across from him, like I was involved in this decision-making process. “Your mother and I will pull any strings necessary for you to be the most successful version of yourself. Does that upset you?” His lips wrap around the edge of his glass as he takes a long drink, anticipating her next answer. “I guess not.” She mutters, a little unconvincing.

Solace Is a nepo baby

“Good girl.” He purred as he came inside me, groaning in pleasure. He released my mouth, leaning against my back as he pulsed deep inside me.

That silence charm working overtimr

I’m falling. My body is in a free fall, grasping for something to hold onto, which way is up? That memory repeats in my ears, repeating in my mind. “Solace.” A male I know deep in my bones. “Dad?” I sit up, eyes wide, mouth gasping for air.

I knew it

My mind runs in circles, thoughts of my father, the portals, the solar system in limbo, starlight, a luxurious male scent… With love. Fingertips grazed my skin, causing goosebumps to rise along my arms. Lips, honey blonde hair, eyes that are, blue? I groan at the thought of Quenen.

He is everything and more

Like a bit of sunlight, trapped in them shimmering over a blue comparable to the sky. That gold chrome that only could be seen when the light hit them just right.

I drift between the dream world and reality, reliving the touch of Cove’s hands on my body. Taking me for his own. Moaning silently at the heat building between my thighs. Somewhere in my dreams, a soft whisper speaks to me, “With love.”

We had a beautiful life together. Archar had sent me to him, knowing what we could have. He’s the one who set me up to work for the mayor so that I would be invited to government gatherings. He was the one who described Xade’s eyes to me so that I could replicate them as my own. I had fooled him at Archar’s request, but somewhere along the way, things had changed during these fourteen years. I love Xade. He loves me, he loves Solace. If I didn’t know the love of my true mate, then Xade would be the closest thing to it that I’ve ever experienced.

Excuse me????? She can change her eyes

She explained to me how dangerous it was to be a chameleon in our world. To have such gifts of magic and that I should never, ever show anyone what I could do. She told me to pick a pair of eyes, a pair that resonated with me, in my soul, and stick with them. If I wouldn’t wear the ones Mother Nature blessed me with, then make a choice and never change them back because if my gifts were found out, I would never know freedom again.

Do brown eyes mean your a chameleon? Is sol one as well

“I did not need to see your eyes to know you were my other half, Ophelia.” My heart was captive in his hands, yet my soul was free from the bonds I had placed on myself all these years. I allowed myself to show my true eyes and I was going to let the world see them.

Archar is so sweet

Her soft golden hair and olive skin seemed to glow in perfection. When her eyes opened, she looked at Archar seeing the only male who would love this version of her in this awful horrible world with the most unique eyes I had ever seen. Unnatural eyes, magic-laced eyes. A ray of sun shone in the window onto her face, and a golden haze glossed her eyes. This child was sunlight, embodied in a tiny delicate fae body. I had never seen eyes like hers before, she was one of a kind.

Distracted by thoughts of tomorrow afternoon when I heard that distant memory speak to me. “Tell Ophelia, the sky is always blue on August twenty-two.” The voice left as quickly as it came, making me wonder if I had just made up the sound in my head.

King Kaius’s mate, her name is Bricriu. The only reason I knew he was mated was because my mother and Xade had come home from a gathering and in her drunken state, she had bragged about meeting her. That means, Quenen is the heir of Capsian. This entitled, dark-haired tattooed male was a fucking heir.

Prince Quenen

He could never tell me much about what he did when he was away, but I didn’t mind. I knew by the darkness in his eyes when he returned from those trips that I probably didn’t want to know anyway.