I was sucking in. It was as if the King and his sister were projecting their feelings and pieces of their personalities onto me. It made me wonder if every Fae being I came in to contact with would be the same. But then I thought back to the walk I’d had with the captain and realised that no, it wasn't the same as I hadn't got anything off him.
So the biggest question now was, what was it about the King and his sister that seemed connected to me somehow? In the end, I found myself more pleased about it than freaked, because the things I knew about the both of them, so far were only good, despite our rocky beginning. Which meant that I had to trust my gut and in turn, meant going against what Trice had made me promise not to do, which was trust them.
But then how could I not? Because the girl in front of me now was a truly kind-hearted person, who I knew cared dearly for her brother and most definitely had issues with her mother. If anything, I think that her mother was most likely the one who knowingly bullied her into being who she was. This shy, cute wallflower surrounded by such striking beauty it made her feel sadly less than she deserved.
It made me wonder if her brother noticed it too.
“So, you are probably wondering why I'm here, you look lovely by the way, I knew that dress would be pretty on you and we are nearly the same height and they make our clothes so long anyway, mine always trail on the floor, so a couple of inches wouldn't really matter, I'm going to stop talking now,” she said, making me laugh as it was clear this was what she did when nervous and in front of new people or for all I knew, anyone really. A barrage of words that would fly from her mouth just like it did with me on more than one occasion.
“I do that too you know, just so you know, and now I keep saying the word know,” I said and the grin I received from her was definitely worth the admission.
“How do you control it?” she asked, and I thought about it for a minute before grinning to myself. Then I told her honestly,
“I don't control it, because it's a part of who I am, and you should never try and change a part of who you are.”
“But why not?” Her question made me want to hug her, but instead I grabbed her hand and told her,
“Because there is someone out there who will enjoy it for themselves and never want to change you.” In that moment she looked forlorn and admitted,
“There's no one like that here, trust me, the perfect palace saga continues and every time one of my mother’s suitors gets thrown in front of my face, they end up leaving, disappointed that they wasted their time by making the journey.” I dropped her hand and gave her shoulder a squeeze to get her to look back up at me. This was when I told her,
“I'm no expert here, but maybe that's because they were picked by your mother.” Then I winked at her and she burst out laughing before giving me a genuine,
“Thank you, so far, other than my brother, you seem to be the only person who gets me in this place.”
“Then that is your mission?”
“What is?” she enquired.
“To find a man who gets you and deserves you as you are, after you find that, then you'll know.”
“I'll know?”
“Yeah… that he is the one.” I said this last part whispered in her ear and then I took her hand and gave it a squeeze again, making her beautiful eyes widen for a moment before we left the room, now giving her something to think about.
I glanced towards Vern's door, and for a moment thought about telling him that I was leaving with the King’s sister. But then, considering I was pretty sure she was taking me to see her brother, I decided against it, as I knew I needed to speak with him alone.
So I let her lead me back the way we had come and then towards her brother’s office, as it was clear that this was most likely where he did most of his work conducting royal business and the rest of whatever Kings did in this realm.
“Ah, Vena, my beautiful sister, I see you brought