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Was it hope?
Was it something more?
I didn’t know, but I still couldn’t take my eyes off him.
His gaze jerked to the side, in the same direction one of the guards was moving. After one last lingering look at the tower, atme, he began moving again, faster.
“What are you doing?” I whispered, my eyes following his form until he disappeared from my sight. My heart was still beating fast, and that strange feeling was still thrumming inside me.
Was he there to abduct me?
Veil, I hoped so.
A few other towns had tried to take me for my magic, but with the vast amount of food I grew for them, my mother’s people had plenty of time to learn how to fight and plenty of money for weapons. They slaughtered everyone who came for me.
But no one withmagichad ever tried to abduct me before.
I heard a snap as the metal lock on the door beneath me broke, and then a creak as the door opened.
My heartbeat picked up even faster.
Even if he was just going to kill me, I’d be grateful for the freedom of death.
I faced the top of the stairs head-on when the man cleared them.
His shoulders were back and his dark blue eyes glowed with emotion I couldn’t read as they slid up and down my figure, slowly.
My face heated at the judgment that was undoubtedly running through his mind.
I was dirty, and shaking a little.
I’d been starving for years, though my oversized dress may have hidden that.
In contrast, he was absolutely gorgeous. Tall and strong, with lightly-tanned skin that practically shimmered with health. His ears were pointed, marking him as a fae, and inky black tattoos snaked up one of his arms before spreading over part of his chest.
His hair was thick and dark, the length of it curling around his ears. Most human men kept theirs cut close to their heads for ease, and the soft curl of the fae’s made my lower belly tighten.
“Veil,” I whispered. It was a curse, but also the word for the dividing line between our world and the world of our dead.
“You’ll come with me,” he said. Though his voice was low, it was flooded with the confidence and certainty of an extremely powerful man.
Then again, he was a fae.
I may as well have been a spider to him, ready to be crushed beneath the heel of his bare foot.
Perhaps if I hadn’t wanted the same thing he did, I would’ve protested. Considering he was offering me the very thing I’d wanted for the past nine years, he wasn’t going to hear an argument from me.
I crossed the room. My body felt weak, but I tried to control the shaking.
The fae looked a bit taken aback that I hadn’t fought him on it, but turned and made his way back down the steps just as silently as I’d expected him to.
I followed him down, leaning heavily against the wall as I went. He was a lot faster than me, but I didn’t call out to him. I was too worried about being caught by the guards outside.
He found me halfway down the stairs, his eyes narrowed as if he was about to lecture me for being slow.
“I haven’t eaten much tonight,” I whispered to him, not wanting to tell him how malnourished I was in case it would change his mind about taking me.
He grabbed my wrist, and an electric current raced through me. I jerked back, and he released me, looking down at his hand and then at my wrist.
