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Chapter 16
Dagen
Bree Paine was something else.She was certainly unlike any female Dark Fae that he’d ever encountered, and she was even more unlike what he’d imagined a Redcap shapeshifter to be. He shouldn’t have gone to visit her again, not until she’d given him the signal that she had some information for him. It had put everything into jeopardy, particularly when Rafferty had walked by in thatmoment.
He didn’t think Bree would reveal to Rafferty why he’d been there, but he couldn’t be certain the roguish raven hadn’t overheard theirconversation.
He would have to be more careful nexttime.
Dagen strode through the corridor, picturing the look on Bree’s face when he’d tried to ask her some questions about what she’d found. She’d been unhappy, to say the least, and she hadn’t seemed pleased to see him back after such a shorttime.
Miserably, he stared down at the carpet. He was starting to think his dumb little plan to get close to the most beautiful fae he’d ever laid eyes on was about to implode on him in a terribleway.
Dagen had never felt the way he’d felt when he had first laid eyes on Bree that day when Taveon was walking her through the hallway. She’d been sofierce.
So fierce and soangry.
He’d thought that she would enjoy a chance at freedom, a chance to get back at the Prince for what he’d done to her. Taveon had ordered his guard to shoot her. Dagen still could not wrap his mind around that horriblefact.
But she didn’t seem happy about the spying atall.
He’d only been trying to help her. He’d only been trying to find excuses to get close. If he approached her in public, Taveon would get suspicious and try to drive him away. The Prince had never trusted Dagen, even though he had tried his worth to talk King Midas away from some of his most horribledecisions.
In the end, Midas had a mind of his own and he never listened to a singleadvisor.
It had been a losing battle with him, and Dagen could only imagine that his son would easily follow in his father’s footsteps, especially seeing the way he treated Bree Painenow.
“Speak of the devil,” he muttered under his breath as Taveon strode down the hallway, his face set in a grimline.
The two males passed each other, giving curt nods that did little to hide the way they truly felt. Indeed, Dagen wanted what was best for the realm, and another King Midas was far from the best. While he’d gone to Bree to get close, he would gladly take any harmful information she couldfind.
The realm deserved a betterKing.
