THE HUNTMAN

Chapter 11 : Tate

I waited outside the hotel for a good four hours without anyone arriving, I don't want to alert Blake if her maid has run away, it's not my problem. I don't need his money, I slump on a bench and play on my phone when an exhausted Otker comes to greet me. He hasn't been home for a few days and Maelan has just gone on a trip with his university.

"How are you and Maelan?"

"There are tensions at the moment, nothing serious. He's talking to a guy online and I'm filling my schedule."

"Why are you avoiding him?"

"Because I love the princess of our kingdom and he, it's been complicated since she left. I prefer to avoid feelings for the moment, you understand? Would you like to go to a pretty cool place in town? I have had my membership card for two weeks."

I read the time on the town hall belfry then head towards the club that Otker frequents without knowing the address but he seems to know the route by heart so I trust him.

When we arrive in front of a mansion with a metal gate, my heart beats fast and the air drops two degrees. He enters a code on a box, the gate creaks and opens. He crosses the garden before knocking on the gigantic wooden door. A small trap door opens, a woman with pink lenses looks at us before asking for a password which my brother rattles off at full speed. She allows us to enter and I notice that fairies surround us, it's even a fairy haunt.

Otker brings me around a round table and two pink cocktails appear. My fly is down, my pelvis pulled toward the leg of the table as lips brush my cock. I can understand why he comes here, the welcome is special. The owner, the beautiful blonde with her green dress and fluorescent lenses, places a mirror with a little shiny white powder in a plastic bag.

I take it to be fairy dust, a very powerful drug for anyone without any fairy blood in their veins. Otker takes drugs instead of staying with her boyfriend. April caused quite a mess among the orphans.

"You want some ?"

"Drug ? No thanks."

The surrounding chaos paints a portrait for me of Otker's mind, he is completely disoriented because of a woman with whom he practiced coitus and he annihilates the existence of their relationship by absorbing glitter powder. He is devastated by the premature death of the princess and he tries as best he can to rebuild his life with the sources which are dedicated to the temporary fulfillment of his most repressed desires.

"You'll have to relax Tate, you seem stuck. I've never seen you so tense since court. Are you sure you don't want a little powdered happiness?"

"I'm studying law to become a lawyer, so no."

"A lawyer specializing in children's rights, drugs will not be part of your life unless you use them. You'll see, it feels good. With the dust of Narcissus here, all problems disappear, you have to try that."

A rail of powder is sucked into her nostril, she tilts her head back as the fairy leans next to her. For my part, it's not that I don't like getting a blowjob from a stranger, but I don't want it.

This place is a place of debauchery suitable for Otker but not for me, it is not the type of establishment that I frequent daily, I have a preference for nightclubs or sports halls. Brothels have always been the meeting place of Otker, Nate or Clovis but I hardly ever set foot there. It must be said that my vision of women diverges from theirs, which is why I became friends with April when they chose to fuck her or want her to the point of killing her.

Tinker Bell has changed a lot since Peter banished her from Neverland, she has gone from a jealous servant friend to a prostitute who does everything to look like a doll. She has undergone several facelifts, her lips are swollen because of botox, her hair is colored and her breasts have doubled in size and let's not even talk about her behind. The change is obvious but also disconcerting, it used to make little girls dream; if they saw it, they would be more than disappointed.