Chapter Twenty-Nine

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Edina: Forest of the fairies

Addisyn

It had taken a day to cross the sea, but the waters had remained gentle during our journey, and when the sun had set, I watched in awe as it moved below the water, settling underneath the sea- casting shades of red and orange upon the water's surface.

I had slept soundly in Elijah's arms, smiling when he began to snore. It was nice to know he had a flaw, however small it might be. When the night began to end and the sun met the sky, land could be seen up ahead. The land's rocky edge was high above sea level while the water collided into the stone with powerful force, stirring its blue into a frothy white. Enormous trees could be seen for miles in both directions. Their leaves were vibrant shades of lavender and fuchsia that draped like a canopy.

"Incredible," Aziel said, capturing what each of us were thinking, our eyes all staring ahead in awe.

"This is your home, princess," Elijah said, softly touching my back.

"Where my real mother is." I swallowed. My stomach was in knots, and I twirled a strand of hair in my finger. Tangles were now scattered through my hair despite my attempt earlier to smooth it out. (The braid from before was now gone, and it fell in a jumbled mess all around me.) "I can't believe I'm about to meet my mother, and I look like this." I motioned my arms, displaying the disheveled mess I'd become. Having taken off the armor and chain mail I'd been given from Ahab, I was left with the thin tunic, cotton pants, and leather boots. It wouldn't have been so bad had I not smelled of sweat and dirt.

Elijah smirked. His hand still rested on my back. "You are always beautiful, dear heart. No matter your attire. Though I cannot imagine she will concern herself with what you wear."

"Still, it'd be nice if my hair wasn't frizzy and tangled."

Elijah tilted his head back with a laugh. "Then you should not have leaped into such an incensed storm."

John, who had been standing near the bow, was grinning with radiant joy. He touched Staci's shoulder affectionately, moving to me next. "I have been counting the days since you were little until we would finally reunite with your mother."

He pointed to the shore, where a few individuals could now be spotted. "Look, guards of the fairy court."

"It really is amazing, isn't it?" Staci, who had been lying not far from Elijah and me before we stood, finally rose to her feet. I'd been surprised that she'd chosen to speak to me, considering how little she'd said since we'd rescued her and how much she'd been avoiding me altogether.

"Yeah, it is," I said, smiling.

Aziel, Jake, and Aasim kept their eyes on the beauty before us until Aziel's gaze went suddenly dark. "They mean to strike down Joash!" he yelled, grabbing everyone's attention. He pointed to the guards who were forming bows and arrows, pointing them toward Joash, who still flew above our ship.

"Aasim!" I yelled, quickly moving toward him.

Understanding my urgency, he knelt for me to climb his back before using his immense speed to reach them. "Stop!" I screamed, watching them draw back their bows. "He's my friend! I am a Divinity user!"

My shouts caught their attention, and when Aasim landed firmly beside them, two fairy women looked at me with surprise. Like me, they were covered in markings, but none were remotely alike.

"He's with me. In fact, he helped me escape Ahab's kingdom," I hurriedly explained.

"She has the face of our queen!" one of them exclaimed with surprise.

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