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“From who? God?”
“Yes,” he belted out. “Who do you think brought you here? Deidamia? So, you can find the answers to defeat her? No, our creator brought you here to defeat the one witch that thinks she’s a god. You’re going to defeat her, bring Josie back home and marry her. She’s your soulmate. Now get your head out of your ass and come on.”
Ernest wobbled back to the clearing, leaving me standing in the midst of the woods with an outstanding burden on my shoulders.
I wasn’t sure a storybook was my map to killing her, but what else did we have to go on at this point?
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Josie
It looked just like Kellan. My mother read that story to me so many times growing up. I’d begged her to read it to me almost every night for months. I was enthralled in every page. I knew the prince saved the princess, but it sent a surge through me every time. It wasn’t until I saw it beside Ernest that it hit me. I’d hidden it in the back of my mind.
As you grow up, the things of your childhood fade away. I locked it away somewhere in the back of my subconscious because those fairy tales proved to be just that.
Make believe.
Until it wasn’t.
Kellan was called to kill Deidamia. I didn’t know how he expected to do it, but it was his calling. I shifted against the trunk of the tree, trying to forget the sadness on his face when at the village.
All the hurt he’d been trying to hide boiled over. Deidamia took his family out from underneath him. Gave him eternal life as a curse to live forever without them.
It saddened my heart to think of all the lonely nights he spent without them. I shifted my gaze to Kellan standing above Ernest as he finished his bread.
I often wondered what he thought about when he had those distant looks on his face. I nibbled on the corner of my lip. Tearing off another piece of bread, I tossed it into my mouth.
Kellan’s dark gaze shifted toward mine, and, like a coward I looked down at my lap. I knew he was attracted to me, and we were supposed soulmates, but his past life was attached to his back like a spider monkey.
I was uncertain if he’d ever be able to overcome it.
“Do you not like your bread?” Fern asked.
I looked over at her sweet smile. “I do,” I said, taking another bite. “I’m just thinking.”
She nodded, swatting her blonde hair from her eyes. “It’s weird, isn’t it? The book. The fairy tale.” She smiled and looked over at me. “You’re the princess, Josie.”
I chuckled. “I’m hardly a princess, Fern. I’m just a girl from Louisiana wanting to get back home someday.”
“What’s it like?”
“What’s what like?” I asked, tearing off another piece of bread.
“Louisiana?” she asked. “Your realm.”
“It’s different than this one,” I whispered. “We don’t have fae’s or faeries. I guess that’s not true. Until recently, I didn’t know we had immortals either, but apparently, we do. Maybe they're hiding from us."
Fern bent her legs and rested her chin against her knees. “Why do they hide?” she asked.
“I don’t know. That’s a good question. Probably because humans ruin lots of things.”
“I don’t understand.”
“It’s hard to explain,” I said. "Humans are selfish and fear the unknown."
Fern nodded and wrapped the remains of her bread into the napkin it came in. “Do you think he can do it?” she whispered.
“Kellan?” I asked, wrapping my own bread.
