Forever Fae (Forever Fae #1)(55)
He tilts his head down to rub against my hair when he whispers in my ear, “Oh Calista, if I was solid right now, I would be hearing you scream my name.”
He can’t see my face, but I bite my lip hard to keep from screaming. My heart is thumping wildly and I seriously feel sick to my stomach. Please let Ryder and Merrick get here soon. I don’t want to blow my cover and then really have my power taken from me because then, all hope will be lost. Getting traces of it taken away is enough and I really don’t want to know what it feels like to have it all taken away. Alasdair gives me a nudge, pushing me toward the bedroom. He said he picked out something for me to wear and I can only imagine what it is. We reach the bedroom door and I see a pair of brown leather pants and a brown leather halter top that looks like a bikini top but a couple of sizes too small.
‘Great, this is just what I need,’ I think sarcastically. It looks like it’ll barely cover my nipples. How people wear this shit is beyond me. It’s one thing to wear a bikini, but to wear this flaunting around is disgusting. I have never been disrespected like this and I am going to make sure this piece of shit gets everything he has coming to him. I can’t believe he wants me to parade around the village in that outfit. I grip my hands tightly in front of my body to keep from lashing out on him. I really miss my magic right now. I could blast him across the room and be out of here in a second. He starts to untie my dress in the back and I start to jerk away, but slowly move back.
“Is there something wrong, Calista?” He asks curiously.
I try to cover my mistake and laugh it off.
“Oh no, it’s just your hand was cold and it startled me.”
He removes his hand and steps back.
“Very well, I will go and see if Avery is here and then I can come back and help you dress.” He bites his lip and trails his eyes over my entire body, lingering a little longer on my breasts before meeting my eyes again. He walks backward out the door and keeps his eyes fully on mine. As soon as he shuts it, I break down. I fall to my knees and wrap my arms around my stomach rocking back and forth chanting.
“I have to do this, I have to do this, I have to do this.” The tears burn my eyes, but I keep them at bay. A light rapping noise on the door causes me to freeze. I look up as the door opens and I reflexively grab my chest in distress when all I see is Nixie entering in through the door. I think my heart is going to explode and grabbing my chest was just instinct, but thankfully it was only Nixie. She flies in and flutters up to me at eye level when she speaks.
“I felt your distress, my lady, and I wanted to make sure you’re alright.”
My eyes go wide at the thought of her knowing my feelings. Are they that strong of a beacon? I didn’t think anyone’s magic could work in here because everyone is surrounded by the corruption of dark magic.
“No, Princess, they are not,” Nixie answers. “But I have a special gift of sensing these things. It’s one of the special gifts you and I both have. You could sense the goodness in me as soon as you saw me. Intuition is a strong gift in itself and no amount of magic the master gives off can stop us from feeling it. Even with the talisman on, you can sense these things and that shows how powerful you really are. You shouldn’t be able to do anything with that talisman on because most people die within minutes.”
I notice how her voice has a twinkling sound to it when she speaks. It sounds kind of childish in a way, but I know she’s not a child. I instantly start to feel better with her company and the distress I was feeling a few minutes ago is subsiding. I turn away from her and start to change clothes as fast as I can. I want to be fully dressed before Alasdair makes his way back. I slide off my dress and pull on the brown leather pants. They fit like a second skin; they’re really tight and really uncomfortable. My skin feels sticky underneath them. The halter top ties at the neck and covers half of my breasts, just like I thought it would. Then I see something lying on the bed. The talisman weighs heavily on my neck. I try to take it off, but something is blocking me from lifting it from around my neck. I guess only the dark sorcerer can remove it. It’s an embarrassment to even be wearing this outfit, but I know I have to do it. I wonder what Ryder and Merrick will say if they see me like this.
Nixie looks at me with her hand over her mouth and she abruptly turns away and snickers.
“I’m glad you find this funny, Nixie, because I sure as hell don’t,” I snap. I look down at my breasts and I pray they don’t fall out.
She giggles again and her eyes twinkle with mischief when she teases, “Let’s just hope you don’t have a wardrobe malfunction.” She laughs and then calms down when she sees my death glare.
She clears her throat and says, “Oh yeah, and speaking of special gifts, you pretend very well, Princess. I’m shocked the Master hasn’t picked up on it yet. You’re doing well, but I’m wondering what all you have planned.”
She leans in close to me and whispers as quietly as she can in my ear. “I can help you escape, but I require two wishes to be granted upon your return home.”
Wishes are taken seriously with the fae, as well as promises. They are held as a sacred vow that must be fulfilled. One must not go into this kind of deal lightly. I narrow my eyes and study her. She seems genuine and I still don’t detect any evil at all from her. She looks so lost and alone and if I can grant her wishes I will.
“Tell me of your wishes and if I can fulfill them, I will,” I assure her.