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“No. If they want me to come back, we’re building on top of the cliffs, the way I told them they should from the beginning. I won’t risk moving you here if they’re still expanding downward at all.”
I grimaced.
Odin opened the door and called out, “Anyone home?”
I fought a grin at howhumanthe action was.
And ignored the ache in my chest at the fact that I’d never had anywhere I felt comfortable enough to do what he’d just done.
He tugged me inside, and shut the door behind me as a gorgeous woman appeared in front of us, her hand on her mouth and her eyes watery. She looked around the same age as us, with the same shade of skin as her son and the same long dark hair too, but I guessed the fae immortality thing was to blame for that. Fae could be killed with a bad-enough injury, but if they weren’t, they would live forever as far as I knew.
Without a word, Odin crossed the distance between us and pulled his mom in for a massive hug. Her arms were trapped between them, but she was so shocked to see him that she didn’t even try to free them to hug him back.
“Sevva thought she was going to have to kill you,” his mom whispered, now actively crying in his arms. “I couldn’t support them, after that. I left, and—”
“It’s alright. I’m here, I’m fine, and I’m happier than I’ve ever been before.” He squeezed her one last time before releasing her and stepping back.
I tried to take a step back myself, but he snagged my hand before I could.
“This is Margo, Mima. My Velvet; my mate.”
I sucked in a breath, a little overwhelmed by that introduction. I assumedmimawas the fae term for mom, so it probably wasn’t her full name.
Part of me waited for her to wrinkle her nose, or scowl, or glare at me. To be as unhappy about me as Sevva was. To curse or cry that her little boy was supposed to mate with an elegant water fae, or a little wind fae, or a strong earth fae.
Instead, she threw her arms around me, hugging me fiercely.
Shock hit me, but after letting out a slow, silent breath, I just wrapped my arms around the woman and hugged her back.
It was fine.
Hugging was fine.
“He’s waited so long to find you,” his mother whispered to me.
“I’m a fire fae, though,” I whispered back.
She laughed, releasing me and taking a step back. “He always wanted to be a fire fae, so that doesn’t surprise me at all.”
I blinked once.
And then again.
“Me and Flame often joked that the elements made a mistake with us, and he was supposed to be the earth king while I was made to be fire,” Odin explained, still grinning. His accidental haircut was terrible, but he had said he didn’t care, and his mom was too excited to see him sane to care about his hair. “Our personalities fit each other’s elements more than our own.”
“To an extent,” his mom corrected him, rolling her eyes at me a little as if to say, “men.”
My lips curved upward in relief. If everyone hated me just for being a fire fae, that was going to be difficult to wrap my head around. I wasn’t great with people, anyway.
“Your pipa is still with the representatives right now. He’s been trying to convince them of all the reasons it’s ridiculous to have a child as king, but they don’t want to hear it. Sevva will send him home, though, if she’s the one who found you. She is, isn’t she?”
“Yup.” Odin nodded.
“Can Sevva transport?” I asked, since I wasn’t really sure how the power level vs transportation thing worked.
“Yes. There aren’t many fae who can transport; probably two or three dozen with each element. But Sevva is one of them here,” Odin’s mom explained. “I’m Rigga, by the way, and Quake’s father is Verto.”
I gave her a quick smile to show that I’d heard her.
