Luna Rising

EIGHT

"Shit!" I punch a nearby tree. The anger and guilt build up inside. All because I told him it's impossible to save his friends who had already turned feral. I told Feno I'm weak, and because of me, he's got hurt.

There got to be a way. But how?

I hate that I can't find the answer, especially to the most challenging questions. Puzzles aren't my cup of tea.

"Lippy?" I ignore Scylla's calling my name, but I look at her.

"I have to go," I state. "Kaze, let's go."

Both of us flash ourselves back at the barn house; we enter the house stepping into the room where everyone is surrounding the unconscious Feno.

I ignore everyone and study the little wood elf's body as the miasma had already taken effect on his body. The black marking on his skin has started to devour him.

I hiss as I look at his condition.

Fuck!

"What happened?" I ask; my whole body shakes.

"You must be Lady Carter."

I turn my head slowly as I glance at this unknown person. He doesn't look human except for the skin color; this man has long blonde hair, green eyes like the color of leaves, and pointy ears. His clothing is unusual like I've traveled back in ancient times, or he probably did. If he were seen walking around, people would think he's cosplaying a character from a video game. I can feel his magic illuminating throughout his body.

He's Fae.

I couldn't help but look the other way because he's so damn beautiful. I mean, I never met a fae before. This is the first, just like Feno meeting a wood elf. Fae is told to be beautiful, and their beauty can enchant a person with just a glance. Although I look at him for a split second, I don't feel a thing.

Maybe because of my demon blood? Or I just don't find him as someone who I can find interest in - like in a romantic relationship.

Then my mind flashes an image of Dominic's face. Thinking how much handsome he is more than this fae. I curse in my head at my subconscious, and I start to brush off the picture of him.

"You must be the one who brought Feno here," I say in a serious tone.

He lowers his body to bow. "My name is Lorcan, and I'm one of the Guardians who protect Acacia."

I study the fae, his polite posture and attire scream noble. Everything on him is blinding my eyes with so many accessories. Are Guardians that flashy? Or Are they just for show informing me that he's a Guardian?

"Acacia?"

Just knowing the name, there isn't anybody who knows the enchanted place like Avalon. It's the home of the Faes, elves, pixies, and other magical woodland creatures. In one of the books from the archives, I read that to go to Acacia, and you need permission to enter with a special pass signed by a high authority, which is hard to get or grant access by the Queen of Fae herself. It was the only way to secure their home from threats and invasion. 

When I was little, I've always wanted to visit where fairies lived and wanted to be a Fairy Princess. But I'm a demon princess, as so said by the twins, because my father is a demon lord, a powerful lord. It's not what I had hoped for, but at least I'm royalty. It's not something I anticipated, and I don't feel happy about it.

Because being royal, it's too much of a pressure. Politics and laws. Ruling over a kingdom is such a bored and lonely job. I guess that is how my father was before he journeyed out and met my mother. I still want to learn about their story. If only I know where my mysterious father is now.