King of the North

Chapter 2

Blase

"The West? Why do we have to go to the West?" I asked the next morning, walking into the meeting room where everyone was planning what the first move was. Apparently I had slept in and no one had bothered to wake me.

"Good morning, Blase," Henry said, sipping on a hot beverage that was probably tea because he's posh as fuck. "Shall we get used to you being late for everything?"

"No one woke me," I shrugged plopping down on a couch cushion next to a faerie with lilac eyes and messy brown hair. "It's not my fault."

Everyone was staring at me like they'd never seen me before, well, except for Agis, who's seen me many times. "Oh! Right you haven't seen me when I'm not covered in blood, huh?"

I knew I was handsome. Witches were just born that way. I attracted everyone with my light-brown skin and lean, muscular body. Everything down to the beauty mark on my chin below the corner of my mouth. I wasn't afraid to admit it. I also wasn't afraid to admit that I wasn't so beautiful on the inside. I was an asshole.

"Are you finished yet?" I raised an eyebrow.

But I was an asshole for a reason. I wasn't planning on sticking around, and I wasn't planning on keeping anyone close to me either. Except Aleia, she refused to stay away from me, and I didn't have the heart to completely let her go. 

"So what were you saying about the West?"

"We're not sure how loyal the vampires are to the elves," lilac eyes said. "We need to send a group to ask the King of the West himself if he does any dirty work for the North."

"Ah," I said after a moment's consideration. "Well, I don't think it'd be a good idea to send me."

"Why's that?" The woman with the truth magic and pink eyes said. What was her name again, Pixie? Nixie! 

"King Carlisle hates me."

"Why?"

"Wow, you are just bursting with questions, aren't you?"

King Henry cut in before Nixie could start a fight with me. How boring. "We were actually going to send you because you have the ability to create portals, but if it's going to be a problem-"

"No, I've decided I'll go." I said, regretting that I'd said not to bring me. "I have someone I'd like to see in the West."

"Who?" Nixie asked.

"I will answer anyone but you."

"I've decided who will go," Henry cut in, once again. "Blase, Coralia, Zeklar, and Agis. The rest of you will stay here and lounge around the palace until they get back. Then, we decide what to do about the faeries."

"Won't they just automatically defend the elves?" Asked a light-skinned man with a large afro. "They lived in the same kingdom for how many years?"

"I don't think so," Replied a dark-skinned man with electric blue eyes and close-cropped hair. "The faeries absolutely hated the elves, they probably don't like them anymore than we do." He had a faint posh accent. 

Must be a royal, I thought. Or at least close to them at one point.

"Okay, get ready, you four. Meet in the courtyard in ten." Henry ordered.

Coralia

I didn't trust Blase.

He was too attractive to be trusted. 

He also never answered any questions. 

Watching him make the portal that led us to the West, he was no faerie. He was much too powerful. Did he think we weren't to be trusted? Maybe he had as many trust issues as I.