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Aavin left the day Noah disappeared. Not his best timing but Dana seemed to understand. He did come back a couple days later but then had to leave again. He said he would travel here. Which is good because I think we all need to get to know each other. Whether we like it or not we are bonded to the same woman, one way or another.
My thoughts come to a halt when I hear footsteps coming down the hall. I straighten up and wait. I can hear Dana’s footsteps slow. Then, they speed up again.
She walks in wearing skinny jeans, a plain black shirt and wearing a pair of chunky boots that lace up. She stands in the hallway, looking very unsure of herself. She’s holding her hands in front of her, looking around awkwardly.
“Dana, you don’t have to be so uns-” I stop realizing I’m going to sound like a jackass if I continue. “Come sit. I’ll make you a drink.” I get up and pull a chair out for her and motion for her to sit. She nods and walks over.
“Thank you Kreed.” I nod and push her in after she sits. I walk behind the bar and grab a leather strap from off the counter, putting my back to Dana. I pull my hair up when I suddenly hear.
“Oh wow.”
“What? Are you okay?” I ask turning around. Dana is just staring at me with her mouth gaping and wide eyes. “Did I do something?”
“Uh, no. Sorry. I just- How did I not notice your ears? How did I not notice anyone’s ears in town?” I finished putting my hair in a top knot, chuckling.
“Well, you’ve only seen me with my hair down and you have had other…things on your mind.” I lean over the bar, getting closer to her. “We haven't talked about us or anything. Maybe we can do that over a drink? While we wait for Greer to come back with a letter?”
Dana brows furrow. “Who’s Greer?”
“My hawk. She delivers letters for me from time to time.”
“Oh. That’s cool.” She gets more comfortable in her chair. “And yes to the drink and getting to know each other.” I nod and push off the bar.
“What shall it be? Our spirits are like yours. We have whiskey, bourbon, and vodka. The vodka here tastes much better and is much smoother. It also doesn't taste like the smell of your gasoline.” I cringe at the memories of having a shot of earth vodka. Foul. “Then there are Fae spirits which will probably leave you feeling great but a little too great. Probably not a smart option if we see Furden and Li-ana today.” I turn around to see if there’s anything I forgot.
“I’ll just have some whiskey. Do you have a mixer? Actually, just straight please.” My eyebrows shoot up to my hairline. “I think I deserve a strong drink. Don’t you?”
I nod, “That you do.” I grab an ice bucket from under the counter, placing it on top. I turn the water on and manipulate the air to sweep the water into the air and then freeze it. I push the ice with the air over the bucket and drop the ice in. Then, I grab glasses and scoop some ice into them. I turn around and grab the whiskey. I pour and notice the look of wonder on Dana’s face.
“So, I’m Fae, that explains my pointy ears.” I say tapping them. “That is our people here. There are also Kobolds and Gnomes. Most Fae have a random assortment of abilities and powers. From elemental to mind control. Gnomes mostly manipulate earth and water. Kobolds, air and fire mostly. There are mermaids and no, they are not nice. There’s trolls and a slew of other beings here.” I pass her glass to her and walk around the bar to sit next to her. “I’m, I think anyway, three hundred fifty something.”
“Why am I attached to all these old dudes?” She whispers while taking a swig of her drink.
“Old? I’m far from old well, I guess compared to you I am.”
“I guess I’m wondering what a man…Fae?” I nod my head, “Would want with a 21 year old girl? I’m not worldly or sophisticated. I don’t socialize, I’ve spent my life as the town pariah and I have a penchant for being an asshole. I don’t take orders and I won't bend to anyone's will.”
“I would hope my woman had fire. There’s no fun in a pushover and I for one love to fight. Whether in the ring or in the bed.” I give her a wink when her neck flushes scarlet. “As for the age gap, I’m not sure. We complete each other in ways we may not understand now, regardless of age. It also helps with our abilities. Helps bolster them. We could share energy and strength.”
“I don’t have abilities though…other than seeing ghosts.”
“Say that to my chest.” I smirk at her. Her eyes widened.
“Oh my gods! How did I forget about that? Are you okay? Did you heal?” She asks as she scrambles to pull my shirt up. She must realize what she is doing because she abruptly stops. “I’m so sorry. Boundaries Dana! What is wrong with you?” She whispers that last part to herself harshly. Turning back to her drink, taking another sip.
Chuckling, I pick up my glass and take a drink. “It’s fine, Dana. Really. Both my chest and you trying to strip me. I assume by your face when it happened that was something new?”
She nods, turning back to me. “Yeah, I’ve never done that before. I have always seen ghosts but I do have to say, the couple days before you showed up had been strange. Stranger than usual anyways.” She spreads her legs on the barstool and places her hands in the chair between her legs. I wait for her to gather her thoughts. “A couple days ago, on my way to see Noah, I walked outside and there was an old woman sitting in a rocking chair. The rocking chair was in my neighbors driveway. He had called me over to see if I wanted it and I told him no. She must have lived in their house previously. Anyways, the old woman's eyes snapped to me and her mouth opened obscenely wide and she started to scream but it was this deep moaning scream. It scared the shit out of me. It had never happened before. Then there was the ghost outside the library and the ones on my walls. So much has changed in a week. Then the green smokey magic.” I think about what she is saying. Maybe her abilities are developing?
“I truly think that warmth you felt last week was your bindings falling apart. Either your mother had a time frame or something happened to break them. I expect to see more abilities come from you. As fae our magic develops over time. Although, my shadow magic is definitely past the normal time of magical development.”
“I still don’t understand why my mother would have never told me these things. Seems like a mistake on her part.”
“There had to be a reason. Naomi didn’t do anything without reasons. Your sight does remind me of a fae I met a long time ago though.” Dana perks up at that information.
“Really? Could I meet them?”
“I’ll try to find them again. I’ll ask King Furden if he remembers anything about Serron. I believe that is his name.” I say scratching my chin, “We tried to get him to stay on with the king and queen but he wanted nothing to do with politics. He liked his quiet and solitary life.” I take another sip of my drink and stare at Dana. She really is quite stunning. Long dark brown hair and big green eyes. There are brown and gold specks in them near the pupil. She has freckles across her nose. Her nose is small and pert. The opposite of mine that has seen the end of a fist a time or two. Or the pommel of a sword. Her lips are full and a pale pink. Her chin comes to a soft point.
