Prologue

The Fairies

This story I will write is about the fairy lover .

Another breathless as journey into the amazing and deadly world Faerie .

A lot of people looked at this story I wrote at certaib stages and offered words of advice . I am indebted to my Boyfriend . For pushing me to be a better writer and to make this story share :)

Prologue

through the mosses bare , they have planted thorn trees For pleasure here and there . If any man so daring As dig them up in spite He shall find their sharpest thorns In his bed at night :)

Despite her casting him down to this place , despite the fresh bruises on his skin and the blood under his nails , Roiben still loved Lady Silarial .  Despite the hungry eyes of the Unseelie Court and the gruesome tasks its Queen Nicnevin set him . Despite the many ways he'd been humiliated and the things he wouldn't let himself think on while he stood stiffly behind her throne  .

If he concentrated hard , he could remember the flame of his Queen's copper hair , her unreadable green eyes , The strange smile she'd given him as she'd pronounced his fate just three months past . Choosing him to leave her Bright Court and be a servant among the Unseelie was an honor  , he told himself once more . He alone loved her enough to remain loyal , She trusted him above her other subjects . Only his Love was true enough to endure .

And he did love her still he reminded to himself "Roiben" said the Unseelie Queen . She had been eating her dinner off the back of a wood hob , his green hair long enough to serve as tablecloth . Now she looked up at Roiben with a dangerous sort of smile .

"Yes , my Lady," he said automatically , neutrally He tried to hide how much he loathed her , not because it woulf displease her .Rather he thought it would be please her too well . " The table trembles too much . I am afraid my wine will spill

The hollow hills was almost empty what courtiers remained to amuse themselves beneath garlands of hairy roots did so quietly as the Queen took her supper . Only her servants were close by.  all of them grim as ghosts . Her chamberlain cleared his throat .

Roiben shared at her dumbly "FIX IT," she commanded He tok a step forward , unsure

of what she wanted him to do , The hob's wizened face looked up at him , pale with terror . Roiben tried to smile reassuringly , But that seemed to only make the little man tremble further .

He wondered if binding would make the hob steadier , and then was disgusted with himself

for the thought .

"Chop his feet so they're even with his hands," a voice called , and Roiben looked up . Another knight hair dark as his coat , strode toward Nicnevin's throne . A dull circlet sat on his brow He smirked broadly . Roiben has seen him only once before . He was the knight that the Unseelie Court had sent up to the Seelie as their symbol of peace . Roiben's twin in servitude , Althrough was easier tgan Roiben's own . At the sight of him Roiben's heart leaped with an impossible hope Could the exchange be done with? Was it possible he would be sent home at last?

I share this story because when I was 14 year old . Because before I go to sleep my mother always read Bed Time Story to me :) And this story I loved the most . Hope you'll like it and God bless □♥□

Character : Roiben | Queen Unseelie |

THANK YOU FOR READING THIS :) I'm

looking forward to write a new story about Long Distance Relationship  .

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Continued Story The Fairies

" Nephamael ," the Queen said , "has silarial tired of you so quickly?" He snorted . "She sends me as a messenger , but the message is of little consequence . I rather think she doesn't like me , but you seem better pleased with the trade ."

I could not stand to part with mt knight , Nicnevin said , and Roiben bowed his head . "Wil you do what Nephamael suggests?"

Roiben took a deep breath , struggling for a calm he didn't feel . Every time he spoke , he was half afraid he would snap and say what he really thought ." I doubt his plan's efficacy . Let me take the hob's place . I will not spill your wine , Lady ." Her smile widened with delight . She turned to Nephamael nodded , Although he looked less amused than she had . His yellow eyes seemed to take Roiben's measure for the first time . And no concern for dignity . You must find that refreshing

She laughed at that , a laugh that seemed startled from her throat and as cold as ice breaking over a deep lake . Somewhere in the vast , dim cavern , a harp began to play . Roiben shuddered to think what it might be strung with .

"Be my table , then , Roiben . See to it that you do not tremble . The hob will suffer for any failing on your part .

Roiben took the place of the littlw faery easily , barely counting it as a humiliation to get down

on his hands and knees , to bow his head and let the silver plates and warm dishes be set gingerly on his back . He didn't flinch . He remained still , even as Nephamael seated himself on the floor , Beside the throne , resting yet another goblet on the curve of his spine . The man's hand rested on his ass and Roiben bit his lip to avoid flinching in suprise .

The stench of iron was overwhelming . He won- dered how Nicvenin could bear it .

"I've grown bored," Nephamael said , Although the Seelie Court is lovely . Certainly , And there is nothing to amuse you there? I find that hard to believe .

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