Court Of Fae And Ruin
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Ferngrove must pay for their crimes of stealing an ancient jewel from a Fae High Lord, Valen, and harnessing the power within it. So every century, a daughter of the chief must be taken to Lyria, the realm of the High lord and there she will spend her remaining life paying for her ancestors crimes. After another century, Valen descends on the village once more, taking the beautiful daughter of the chief of Ferngrove, Maerwynn. And he imprisons her in his Court subjecting her to a cruel fate. As the days pass, Valen finds himself inexplicably drawn to Maerwynn, her unwavering strength and beauty stirring something long dormant within his dark heart and when Maerwynn, finds out she's more than a mere human and her destiny is tied to Valen, she gathers enemies like bees to honey. Determined to protect her from the dangers lurking within his own realm and beyond, Valen finds himself making sacrifices he never thought possible, defying the very nature of his being but nothing can stop the war coming. But nothing can stop the war coming, for it will consume completely. ************************* He fixes me with a steely gaze, his voice taking on a darker edge. "You have no business with my Court or any other Court in Lyria, to be precise. You're here to atone for the sins of your ancestors, and you will do so while knowing your place," he declares, his words cutting through the air like a knife. I swallow hard, feeling a heavy weight settle in my chest at his harsh tone and the gravity of his words. "And what is my place?" I inquire, my voice barely above a whisper. His gaze hardens, and his words send a chill down my spine. "My prisoner."
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Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 14; The Fifth Daughter
We all experience those moments when we're caught in the crossfire, uncertain of whether to intervene or remain silent. Right now, I find myself in the heart of such a moment.The tension between the two men is palpable, their gazes locked in a fierce battle of wills. Malevolence hangs heavy in the air, and I realize with a sinking feeling that I've unwittingly stumbled into the midst of their animosity. I need to extricate myself from this situation, and fast.Stumbling away from Baelorin, I feel his hand reach out as if to stop me, but it hesitates, frozen in mid-air. I come to a halt, my gaze fixed on Valen, who stands before me with a look of unbridled hostility directed at Baelorin. It's as if he's preventing him from touching me with his powers."Stop it!" I exclaim, my voice ringing out in the charged atmosphere. Valen's piercing gaze shifts to me, but I refuse to back down. "You really are insufferable, you know that?" I step closer to him, tilting my chin defiantly upward. Ba
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 13; The Soiree
The charming melodies wafting up from the hall downstairs beckon me like a siren's song, filling the long corridor with an air of anticipation. Unlike the predictable rhythms of my days in Ferngrove, where each sunrise brought familiar routines, stepping into this new world feels like diving into the unknown depths of a vast ocean.Downstairs, the sounds of laughter and animated conversation echo through the grand hall, mingling with the soft glow of candlelight. My hands clench in front of me, a mixture of excitement and trepidation coursing through my veins. I take a deep breath, steeling myself for whatever awaits me below.With each step down the ornate staircase, the polished marble floors reverberate beneath my feet, amplifying the rhythm of my heartbeat. As I approach the heart of the festivities, a surge of anticipation courses through me, mingling with the thrill of the unknown. The party unfolds before me like a tapestry of enchantment, the air alive with the cadence of lau
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 12; My Prisoner
Valen's breath sends a shiver down my spine as he lingers close, his presence both comforting and unsettling. His words penetrate the haze of my thoughts, drawing my attention back to the present. "The blemish is totally gone," he whispers against my skin, his voice sending a jolt of electricity through me.My mind races to catch up with his words. "What blemish?" I inquire, my voice barely above a whisper."The one left by the Algoth," he explains, his tone soft yet matter-of-fact. "I healed the cut, but there was still a pink mark. It's gone now."His proximity leaves me feeling exposed, vulnerable even. Instinctively, my hands rise, coming to rest on his chest as I gently push him away, the contact sending a jolt of awareness coursing through me. Clearing my throat and fussing with my dress, I avoid meeting his gaze, choosing instead to focus on anything but him. I can sense his smile, though, a knowing grin that lingers in the air like a tantalizing secret."Thank you for lifting
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 11; Lifting The Shroud
Whatever bond I thought Valen and I had forged over our shared ordeal with the Algoths seemed to have vanished into thin air.As we sat around the dining table for dinner, a heavy silence hung in the air, punctuated only by the clinking of utensils against porcelain. Valen brooded, his mood palpable even in the dim candlelight. I couldn't fathom what was weighing on his mind, but I dared not disturb his thoughts with idle conversation. Rhaenan, too, seemed lost in his own thoughts, his expression unreadable as he picked at his food.The revelation that there were indeed people bustling about the mansion had left me feeling hyper-aware of my surroundings. I found myself stealing glances at various places in the mansion and imagining what some folks might be doing there. I stare at the food, now burying my previous assumption that there was no cook and everything materialized at the snap of Valen's fingers.My gaze drifted across the table to Valen, who sat in stony silence, his attenti
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 10, Flower Or Weed
I tentatively reached up to touch the spot where the gash had been, but to my astonishment, there was no trace of it remaining. It was as if it had never been there at all."Thank you," I muttered, my voice barely audible as I struggled to find the right words to express my gratitude.Valen merely nodded, his expression unreadable as he took a step back, putting some distance between us. The tension between us lingered in the air, thick and palpable, as we stood there in silence, the weight of our unspoken words hanging heavily between us. As I grappled with the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me, the abrupt sound of approaching footsteps shattered the uneasy silence that hung between us. We both turned to see Rhaenan standing in the doorway, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity, his eyes flitting between me and Valen."Are you alright?" he asked, his voice laced with genuine concern as he stepped closer, his gaze lingering on the unmarred skin of my neck.I forced a sm
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 9; The Algoths
A swarm of winged creatures hovers in the air before us, their iridescent wings shimmering in the dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy above. Each one larger than two new born combined."Run, Mae, run!" Rhaenan's urgent voice echoes behind me as he swiftly retrieves a tiny glass bottle from his pouch, its contents swirling like a potion of unknown power. With practiced ease, he uncorks it and drains the liquid in one swift gulp, his once-azure eyes now transformed into pools of deepest black. "Head for the hills and don't look back!""No... I can't leave you," I protest weakly, but he's already spurred his horse into action, charging fearlessly towards the oncoming horde of creatures, their razor-sharp fangs glinting in the dim light like the serrated edges of vampire bats. What manner of beasts are these?My gaze flits to the discarded bow lying nearby, and without a moment's hesitation, I leap from the saddle just as one of the creatures lunges at my horse. With a panicked w
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 8; Stillness Of The Forest
As I walked through the mansion's twisting hallways, my head was full of questions. I reached the library, a huge room filled with books. The shelves went on forever, and the smell of old paper filled the air. I felt like I was being watched as I walked among the stacks.The library exuded an aura of ancient wisdom, its towering wooden shelves adorned with weathered tomes and curious artifacts. A skull of some long-forgotten creature rested on one shelf, its empty eye sockets staring into the abyss, while feathers danced in the air, pinned to the wall like relics of forgotten dreams. It was a place where beauty mingled with horror, where the echoes of forgotten tales whispered through the shadows.As I wandered through the labyrinth of knowledge, my fingers trailed along the spines of the dusty books, each one a gateway to another world. With each step, the stone floor echoed beneath my boots, a steady rhythm punctuating the silence of the room. I couldn't help but wonder if Valen lur
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 7-; A Trial
I'm stuck in my room all day, only called out for dinner alone at a table so long, you'd struggle to hear someone at the other end. At least the meals are good, fit for royalty even. Then it's back to my room for the night with the twin elf taking care of me before bed.But no matter how many questions I ask, no one wants to talk. I'm like a ghost here, invisible and unheard. It's been three days without seeing Rhaenan or Valen. Calia checks on me once a day, probably to make sure I'm not causing trouble.As the sun cast its gentle morning glow through the windows on the fourth day, a rhythmic knock on my door jolted me from my reverie. "Come in," I called out, my curiosity piqued.With a graceful stride, Astrea swept into the room, her wings elegantly folded behind her. It was evident she had flown up here, though she concealed her celestial appendages with practiced poise as she ventured further into the chamber. "Breakfast is served," she announced, her gaze sweeping over me with k
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 6-; Hidden In Your Closet
As Jullian fell to his knees, gasping for air, a voice—my own voice—suddenly broke the tense silence. "Stop," I pleaded, my hands clenched tightly on my lap. "Please, you're going to kill him."All eyes turned to me, but my gaze remained fixed on Valen, whose golden eyes blazed with fury. His gaze bore into mine, as if daring me to defy him further. But in that moment, I knew I couldn't stand by and watch this man's blood be spilled.My plea seemed to snap Valen out of his trance, and for a moment, the intensity in the room lessened. His eyes softened, but only for a fleeting moment, before they hardened once more. "Where's Calia? Did she not inform you to stay out of my business and the business of my court?""Am I not part of the Court now?" I asked, my voice tinged with curiosity. Valen's gaze remained unfaltering. "Whether a prisoner or a guest, I now belong to this Court. I cannot sit idly by while you kill this man."Rhaenan had stopped eating and was now staring at me as if I
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