Here is a little snippet of a new short story I'll be releasing for the Air level members this month.
It's called Whispers in the Wings and it's from the perspective of the pixies and King Achill's castle staff during the early moments of his ascension.
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“Beatrice. I really hope the rumors haven’t been true…” His voice is low and the smoke unfurls from his face, creeping into the corners of the room. Beatrice swallows thickly and takes a deep breath, refusing to be frightened of the man who was once a bubbly, sweet child snapping up the goodies she'd bake.
“Rumors, Your Highness?” She refuses to feel the fear he pours into the room. Instead, Beatrice grabs the linen from over her shoulder and starts to wipe down the counters, scrubbing away the remnants of sticky dough and flour.
“You know, the ones about the Water Fae stealing our ships…” He rubs his fingertips together, looking at the smoke crawling around the room. It reaches Beatrice’s ankles and she shivers slightly. “Or, that you have reached out to the humans for help with extra food.” His glacial blue eyes snap to hers.
Beatrice stands back up and raises an eyebrow.
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