even be called a room; it was more a space without definition, n either inside nor out. Turquoise, pink and purple flowers crawled up the walls, (or were they trellises…or was there nothing holding them there at all?), emitting the most extraordinary bouquet. Rainbows and auroras of light covered the sky or the ceiling or perhaps it was the heavens. I could hear the musical splash of a waterfall, as delightful as a favorite song, and taste the sea on my tongue, the most delicious taste imaginable. At least until I turned, scenting and tasting the grapes from the nearby vineyard, and heard the perfect song of a flock of bright red cardinals.
Lady Jorrenn’s hand on my arm kept me from falling, but as soon as I swayed, Garrett was holding me, as I knew he always would be.
As he cradled me close, I continued to look around, feeling as if I’d fallen down the rabbit hole. I sent, “Is this what you see? What you’ve been seeing the whole time?”
“Yes, this is Faerie. Visitors aren’t allowed to experience its true beauty. They wouldn’t want to go home. You’re no longer just a visitor; your aura is tuned to the gate and all of the common areas and gardens, so we can walk around now as we please.”
Some of the Elders came over to welcome me along with their family members. They were interested in my impressions and so I tried vainly to put into words Faerie's indescribable brilliance and my overwhelming awe at seeing it truly for the first time.
I found it odd that Keara stayed at the table speaking quietly with her mother, and that she avoided looking at me. When I mentioned it to Garrett he just shrugged it off, saying that perhaps she had important matters to discuss with her family. Many of the fae spoke to Garrett like old friends and some even went over to Samson and whispered strange words into his ears as they scratched the top of his head. He was def initely enjoying the attention.
A messenger arrived with a note for Lady Jorrenn. She opened it and responded to the messenger then asked everyone to please sit down once more.
“Lord Kennet has requested an audience with the Council. I told him to come now.” She smiled at Lord Caelen who smiled back mischievously. Garrett and I took our seats and I snuggled in close to him, not happy about seeing Lord Kennet again.
Lord Caelen noticed my unease. “Garrett has told me of the request Kennet made after the duel. Please don’t be concerned. You are now protected by us all.” I suppose when a 3000 year old fae tells you that you're safe, you should listen. Still, I felt my body grow more tense with each passing minute as we waited for his arrival.
Samson sat up and started to growl, a sound deep in his chest that made me s hiver and caused the Elders glance at each other in surprise. I reached out to quiet him as Kennet arrived with two of his men. When he located Lord Caelen, and then saw Garrett and me sitting next to him, he looked surprised, but then quickly regained his composure.
“How can w e help you, Lord Kennet?” Caelen spoke in English so that I could understand.
“I had invited Jacqueline Crawford and her mate to the MIdsummer Celebration tomorrow night, but I see that she is already here meeting with you. How did that come about, Caelen?” He looked angry.
“The Council of Elders invited them a day early so that we could take care of some business. You’ll be happy to hear that like Garrett, Jacqueline is now designated an ally under my sponsorship. They still intend to attend the celebration tomorrow night.” He didn't mention with whom.
“ I see." The look he gave Caelen wasn't friendly. "I have been without a mate for two years now and have been searching for someone suitable. I have chosen Jacqueline to become my Lady and will begin to make arrangements for a binding ceremony. Her vampire consort is a ally which is why I'm approaching the Council at all. It is fortunate that she is here, so we can begin proceedings
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