Page 14 of Empress of Fae


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Was that what I looked like?

She was far more beautiful than I had ever been. Her face was full and curving, like a golden crescent moon. She walked, and the light followed her.

Only shadows followed me. My heart was iron, cold and heavy.

But her heart—I could practically see it beating. Glowing with an insurmountable light.

Something in me had stirred itself and sparked.

If I could not live for myself, could I live for her?

For her, I embraced the shadows.

For her, I welcomed the dark.

I followed her like a silent wraith. I became her sworn protectress. Whether she knew it or not.

So when I looked down the staircase and saw the other woman I had sworn my entire life to protect, my heart skipped a beat and red flared up before my eyes.

Morgan Pendragon.

The bitch who had left me for dead.










CHAPTER 4 - GUINEVERE

Could one forget howto be free?

Could the belief be lost, never to be regained? Could the feeling of freedom be unlearned in just a few short months?

I was reared in extravagance. I came of age in luxury. My existence was one of privilege and ease. I was the beloved eldest daughter of a summer court. A princess of the highest rank.

Little did I know that the high honor of my birth would become the very reason for my debasement and downfall.

Lyonesse, so sure of its own security and prosperity, was only too easily caught in the trap the young king of Pendrath set for it.

A king utterly lacking in honor who had broken the most fundamental of all laws when he betrayed the guests he had welcomed into his land, his court, his home.

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