Fatal Fairies (Renaissance Faire Mystery Book 8) Read Online Free PDF

more do you want?”
    “If you really did this to me, did you think I’d be grateful?” I demanded. “Chase isn’t Bailiff anymore—Canyon is. Chase is with Princess Isabelle, and I’m alone. I’m not the museum director, I’m back doing apprenticeships. None of this is a wish come true.”
    She smiled very kindly as though she were dealing with a slow child. “Except for the part about Chase not being Bailiff anymore. That wish has been granted. It’s not my fault that you don’t like the repercussions. That happens sometimes when people haven’t thought through their wish. But you can change that.”
    “Change my life back to being happy again?” I mocked her.
    “That’s right. But just as you have side effects from your original wish, there could be side effects from you making changes to it.”
    I didn’t know if I should scream or sit down and have her tell me what I should do. My life had taken a turn for the weird. Maybe it was the fault of a bad wish. Everything that had changed seemed to have something to do with me or Chase. If I could put everything right again, maybe it would change back.
    “Let’s say I believe you.” I started pacing the miniscule uncluttered area of the room. “What would I have to do to change things?”
    “Well, you’d certainly want to make Chase fall in love with you again. When you took the part of him away that wanted to be Bailiff, you lost the part of him that wanted to be with you. Human beings are very complicated that way. It’s difficult to change one tiny part of them without changing other aspects.”
    “Okay. I took him away from Princess Isabelle once. I could probably do it again. I’d need the right circumstances, but I’m sure he still loves me. He just doesn’t know it right now.”
    “And you’d have to solve the murder of the poor fairy that innocently came to the Village with perfectly good intentions, only to find herself struck down in her prime.”
    “You mean Apple Blossom? What does that have to do with me and Chase?”
    “I would’ve thought that was completely obvious, Jessie. Use your brain, please do. You have to get Chase to help you solve the murder. It was the basis for your wish.”
    “In other words if Chase doesn’t get interested in being Bailiff again—”
    “No happy ever after for the two of you.” Her miniature, wizened face was sad as she wiped a tear from her eye.
    “Wait a minute. If you knew this was going to happen when you granted my wish for him not to be Bailiff, why didn’t you tell me?”
    “I had no idea, my dear. Not that I could have stopped you from making your wish.” Starshine straightened her shoulders. “Fairy godmothers have a certain code of ethics.”
    “Which doesn’t include telling someone if they’re going to make a wish that will ruin their lives?”
    “That’s right. Now, what’s your plan?”
    “I don’t know. I need coffee and a cinnamon roll for my brain to function. Let’s go.”
    She came along readily. The small wings on her back beat rapidly like a humming bird as she lifted up from the chair and accompanied me out the door. That really threw me. I had to be imagining all this.
    Morning sunshine and the hard feel of cobblestones beneath my booted feet made me feel better. Yet, there she was beside me. Her small head bobbed back and forth like a child’s checking for traffic before crossing the street. I decided to check my own sanity and ask the first person I saw if he could see her.
    It was an older pirate, one of those that had been around for many years. He wore his hair braided and had a large, real, black mustache that draped across his face.
    “Good morrow to you, sir,” I said with a respectful head bow. “I was wondering if I might ask a boon of you.”
    He eyed me with the red-eyed gaze of someone who hadn’t slept the night before, and reeked of rum. “Why certainly, lass. What is it ye need?”
    “Here. On my right. Do you see anything?”
    With one