here than it does in your realm. It passes quicker for
us, though we age in appearance much more slowly.”
I moved closer, not even trying to
comprehend her remark. My glance traveled over her perfect form and
back up to her beautiful face. “Well, time looks good on you then.”
I turned away, looking out over the water. “Before you tell me
anymore, I just want you to know I’m staying. I know you said I
couldn’t leave Faery since we are bonded. You probably think there
is no chance of me leaving, but I want to tell you that I’m
choosing to stay—of my own free will this time.” I paused,
searching her face. “It is of my own free will, right? You haven’t
done any enchanting again?”
She looked happy as she shook her head in
denial. “Your will is your own.”
There was a moment of silence between us as
her reassurances sunk in.
“ Then please, continue on
with your story. Time moves differently in Faery,” I reminded
her.
I couldn’t stop looking at her, suddenly
feeling very content with my decision to stay. All I wanted to do
was talk and get to know her better.
Experiencing a sudden urge, I swept her off
her feet and carried her toward the hidden bench under the tree.
She laughed in surprise and wrapped her arms around my neck. I
caught a whiff of her sweet scent and my mouth watered. I swear I
seriously had the urge to bite her, she smelled so good.
“ Time moves differently in
Faery, and that has allowed me to watch you grow from a child into
the young man you are today,” she continued on.
“ And that didn’t scare you
off?” I chuckled as I ducked through the opening in the branches,
and let her slide to her feet.
“ Not at all. You were
interesting. It was fun to watch you grow, and see what you would
do. For whatever reason, I realized one day that I’d gone from
being interested to caring for you, and that eventually grew into a
longing. I knew the day would come when I was expected to take a
mate, and I knew I wanted it to be you.”
“ Why not mate with another
Fae? You’re royalty here in this realm, are you not? Why would your
people let you mate with a commoner like me?”
She shrugged, turning away and going to sit
on the bench. “My people love humans. They encourage us to mate
with them regularly. It’s actually beneficial to our
bloodline.”
“ Really? How come?” I
leaned against the tree trunk, crossing my arms as I
stared.
“ The children that come
from those relationships are much stronger than normal Fae
children.”
“ That’s interesting. I
wonder why?”
“ It has to do with the
mixing of human and Fae blood during mating. I don’t know all the
particulars, but I know it works.”
Something she’d said caught my attention and
I couldn’t let it go. “Mixing of blood—what do you mean exactly?
How is the blood mixed?”
She looked a little uncomfortable, and she
glanced down, drawing with her finger on the padded bench. “I’ve
consumed your blood before.” She glanced up, her face reddening
slightly.
“ That’s right. You’ve
bitten me, I remember. It made me sleepy, but it was also
very . . . it felt very good.”
“ It’s supposed to. It’s
binding us together even more. You’ve had my blood as
well.”
Now I was confused. “I have?” I tried to
remember ever biting her, but nothing came to mind.
“ Yes. You probably don’t
remember the first time since you were quite incoherent. It was
also mixed in the drink I gave you this morning.”
Ah, the sweet tasting liquid I couldn’t get
enough of. “That explains my craving, but why have me consume your
blood?”
She really blushed this time. “It helps to
prepare our bodies.”
“ Prepare us for
what?”
“ For the final sealing of
our union.”
I wasn’t grasping whatever it was she was
trying to tell me. “Can you elaborate a little more?”
“ It prepares me to receive
you.”
I laughed. “I thought you already had.”
“ No. I mean yes, we have
done