Lord of the Night Fae, Tieran, has been trapped in a mountain for 70,000 years, until one day, fate brings a curious and innocent faerie, Lily, to set him free.... accidentally.
**WARNING**
Mentions of torture and blood
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"Maybe I should get it?" Eiden said below the ladder that he held still as Lily ran her finger along the spines of the books on the shelf. Lily had set out that morning to do some research and bumped into Eiden who then led her to the library. They had spent a good couple of hours scanning through catalogue cards trying to find some history books of worth. Had she been back at the Tree Mansion, it would take her no less than a couple of minutes.
"Was it the green cover or the blue one?" she asked above him.
"Green," he replied.
With a gentle tug, she pulled the large book free, causing the other books to lean in and fill the gap. She wobbled uneasily as the heavy book rested in the crook of her arm as she slowly descended the ladder. She hopped down the last couple of steps and passed the book to Eiden.
"Is this the last one?" he asked as they turned back to the large table in the center of the library that was already stacked with several books. Scrolls were bunched on one side, volumes of books on another, and every other bit of random history books took up the last bit of space.
She placed her hands on her hips and huffed, "I think so,"
"And you're going to read all this?"
She nodded. The longer it took her to come to an answer, the longer she would get to stay here.
"Very well," he dropped the book on top of a pile of skewly stack tomes, "I'll find a servant to bring you some snacks," he said as he walked out the room.
Lily spent the rest of the day reading. In all honesty, none of the books held any valuable information. Her eyes were starting to sting as she struggled to keep them open. The candle beside her was nearing the end of its wax, sputtering slightly as it struggled to remain alight. She rested her head on her arms and watched as the candle extinguished, taking with it her consciousness.
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Lily awoke the next morning in her bed. With a moan she stretched her arms above her and sat up. The sun had just begun to rise, casting a golden glow into the room. She hopped out of bed and got dressed, wrapping a lightweight scarf around her neck to hide the darkened bruises of Kieran's fingers. A light tap at the door made her walk toward it. She opened it and found Tieran standing there. She hadn't spoken to him since London. She'd been avoiding him. She pouted and leaned against the door frame, avoiding eye contact.
