Frost Fae (Dark Fae Kings #2) - Meg Xuemei X Page 0,28
bring the world back to a primitive age without technology, iron, and steel. Their magic would grow stronger. Humans would fear and worship them as old gods, and they’d dominate every realm again.”
“They’re living in a fantasy,” I blurted out. “But if that happens, it’ll be super bad. Seriously, if we return to a primitive age, toilets won’t even flush. And I have six siblings in the house. I won’t put up with that.”
Both K and Indira gave me a weird look.
And I had a horrible feeling that I’d played a big part in the coming disaster. My opening the Veil, however temporary, had opened Pandora’s box. And now all sorts of horrors were lying in wait—the Pestilence plague, brutal wars between Fae and humans, demon infestation, and who knew what else.
“Shouldn’t we inform the humans about Pestilence, so they can prepare?” I whispered in dread. “Maybe the scientists will find a cure faster than us, before the plague spreads?”
“Don’t be naive,” K snorted. “Fear makes humans do crazy things. Haven’t you studied their bloody history? If they know that supernaturals exist and that we’re superior to them in genetic makeup, they’ll try to capture us and experiment on us and then find a way to exterminate every one of us.”
“You’re so full of prejudice, K, and you haven’t changed a bit since the day I met you,” I said. “There’re also a lot of good humans out there, and I won’t see them harmed.”
I wouldn’t allow any harm to come to my siblings, and that had always been my promise to my parents.
“Boss won’t allow this shit to go that far,” Indira said, placing her hand on my shoulder to calm me down. “Rydstrom is a force.”
“We’ll deal with shit our way.” K nodded. “And you’ll need to follow Boss’s orders.”
Following orders? He was barking up the wrong tree.
“Lady Evelina.” Drake popped out of nowhere, suddenly beside me with a glare. “Are you going to debate everyone to death or get your ass downstairs for training? The day is short!”
Weren’t Fae all picnics?
Chapter 9
I stood beside the Winter King atop the white tower of his glacial castle, overlooking the frozen blue lake like a vast gem.
Soft snow covered every inch of the hard land of the Winter realm, icicles dangling from trees like music notes. Harsh wind hollered, but it didn’t reach me, as the Winter King shielded me with his ice magic.
The air tasted fresh and crisp, filled with a chilly magic no mortal world possessed.
My heart flittered with excitement and nervousness. I’d expected my first date with Rowan to be somewhat normal, since the kings were attempting to court me the human way. I’d never imagined he’d bring me to the immortal land.
Growing up, I’d migrated to many places, from Australia to Europe to North America, but I’d never seen any place this pure and utterly enchanting.
“What do you think?” Rowan asked, his minty breath trickling along my temple, sending a shiver down to my curled toes.
“This is nice,” I said, inhaling his intoxicating scent of pine, ice, and male musk. “You own this whole castle?”
He chuckled, pleased with his effect on me. He pulled me tight against his side, molding me to the hard contours of his body, and draped half of his silver cape around me.
He dressed like a medieval king from the era of King Arthur, except he didn’t wear a crown while in his remote territory.
I was thankful for that. I mean, I knew he was a king, but still, I’d feel weird going on a date with a Fae king if his royal status constantly flashed in my mind.
“I possess more than a castle, my lady,” he said, dipping his head and planting a kiss on the tip of my nose.
A mere kiss from the Winter King conjured up a burning desire that made me shiver into his embrace.
“Only a few of my trusted knights and servants can shift into this castle,” he said. “You’re safe here, Evie. One day, you’ll sit by my side on the throne and shine your beauty on our Court.”
None of the human boys I’d dated had ever said things like that. We usually talked about sports, parties, and the music we listened to when we weren’t wrapped around each other. Sure, they often told me I was pretty, but none of them ever demanded I shine my good looks on anyone else. For one, the other chicks wouldn’t put up with that.
Also, none of the human