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Aidan chuckled. “That is very interesting.”
Lerissa smiled at him, and I was happy to see they had a genuine connection. Maybe it was a good thing she was going to live in his court. Lerissa held the decanter to her chest and nodded at the knife on my belt.
“Are you ready? I know your guys are waiting on you.”
Taking a deep breath, I unsheathed my knife. I was more than ready.
Chapter27
Lia
My heart raced as we made our return to Blossom Court; the glass decanter was tucked close to my chest. Inside, the liquid glowed like a thousand stars and flickered in time with each beat of my pulse. When we arrived, Aidan circled around to the pear tree grove—the perfect place for a special night ahead. Bayleon and Bastian were waiting for me there. Aidan descended gracefully and I slid down his scaly skin, clutching the decanter tightly in my arms. Lerissa was about to come down too, but I stopped her.
“Go get your family,” I said. “There’s no time to waste.”
She hesitated, concern creasing her forehead. “What if the cure doesn’t work?”
I smiled. “It will. We’ll visit you once you’ve settled in your new home.” Guilt blossomed inside me at the thought of the time Lerissa had left on land, but I squashed it down and offered her a comforting grin. “If we heal the Tyvar tomorrow, you know what that means don’t you?”
She nodded sadly. “I do, but it’s okay. I’ll have Aidan’s ocean to enjoy.”
She patted his head affectionately and he snorted out smoke before she winked at me, and they flew off into the night. I rushed through the veil of pear trees, clutching the decanter to my chest. My heart raced with both excitement and fear as I could see Bayleon and Bastian’s eyes widen with shock at the sight of me. They immediately came running toward me, and I set the decanter down so we could embrace in a three-way hug. The warmth of their arms around me was a calming comfort, and I breathed in their scent.
I pulled away from them slightly and lifted their masks, exposing two pairs of captivating deep blue eyes that had my heart yearning for something more.
“Are you okay?” Bayleon asked, his voice so sweetly smooth in my ear.
I nodded before Bastian spoke to me on the other side. “Did everything go as planned?”
A wave of regretful sadness washed over me as I remembered everything that had just happened with Lerissa and Diawen.
“Not exactly.” I paused before continuing. “It’s a long story, but I’ll tell you all about it later—right now is about us.” I licked my lips nervously and smiled. “I want you both to take the cure, and then I want you both to officially be mine.”
Both men looked at each other for a second before turning back to me. Bastian was filled with curiosity, while Bayleon seemed a little guarded.
“You want to seal the marriage bond?” Bastian asked.
I nodded. “Yes. That’s if you want to be bound to me for all eternity.”
Bayleon sighed. “What if it doesn’t work, Lia? What if you can’t bind yourself to us both?”
A mixture of hope and determination filled me as I reached up and touched his cheek reassuringly.
“It’ll work,” I whispered softly. “I can feel it in my soul.”
My hands trembled as I picked up the decanter and pulled out the cork stopper from the decanter. Bayleon and Bastian were eerily calm, yet my heart raced with anticipation. We were so close to unlocking something incredible; I still couldn’t believe it was real. Bastian cautiously took the decanter from me.
“Who wants to go first?” I focused my magic on the cluster of pear trees around us, weaving vines and fragrant flowers around them in a protective cocoon so no one could see us.
With a flick of my wrist, I summoned two tiny cups made of pear tree leaves and gave them to Bayleon and Bastian. “You can take it together.”
I quickly filled their small leaf cups before carefully placing the decanter back on the ground. They glanced into the cups and then at me, lifting them in unison. Nothing was said; it was just silence as they both tipped their heads back to drink the cure. Nothing seemed to exist in the moments of anticipation, and we were left wondering what would happen next.
Suddenly, Bayleon and Bastian collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. I rushed to their side, cupping their faces and lifting them up. I sucked in a breath when I saw what was happening—their skin, which was usually pale, was now turning golden, like mine, and their eyes were now speckled with gold. It was as if they had been transformed: no longer Tyvar, but now part of my court. The Land of the Fae had accepted them. The first task was done. Now I had to see if they’d be honored as my husbands . . . as kings of the Blossom Court.
“Hey, talk to me,” I urged, glancing back and forth between them.
Bastian held up his hands, looking at them like he’d never seen them. He placed them both on the ground, and a second later, a singular red rose grew before him. Mouth gaping, I watched on in utter fascination.
