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  1. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    "Well, she must've been very talented," Fraeya added on quietly. She didn't know if that meant she was dead or not. But if his mother taught him how to garden, it was more than clear that she'd been gifted in that. Fraeya couldn't imagine growing up with those brutes who had attacked her in...
  2. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    "They're beautiful," she said quietly. "It was one of the first things I noticed once we landed. It helped center me away from...from where my thoughts had been going." Darker thoughts looking for an easy way out. With lithe footsteps, she caught up to Raphael's side again. Careful not to...
  3. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    She stopped and stared at him as he finished his answer. A gardener? Color her surprised. Picturing Raphael in a bed of flower or amongst rows of vegetables made it seem more like a tall tale than a unicorn. Dangerous bastards. Delun was a master gardener. Fraeya often helped him many an...
  4. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    Her hand grabbed. oh no. The tips of her pointy-ears burned even as his hand steadied her elbow. And just as quickly when she realized the error of her grip, she quickly released it. Fingers sliding off leathers. "Sorry," she breathed after his retreating form. An apologetic look passed to...
  5. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    She’d been looking up toward a cleft in the rock as he stopped suddenly. She’d been walking close to him. And instead of hitting air, her hip bumped into his solid mass. Then her balance tipped. On instinct, her hand snatched forward grasping at anything to keep herself from toppling...
  6. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    Without even know she'd been doing it, her stiff muscles relaxed as she realized they weren't going to fly. Shoulder sagged in relief even as surprise temporarily flashed in her eyes, the moonlight catching the greens for a moment. Her quick legs made it easy to catch up to the Spy Master, as...
  7. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    Fraeya came to a quick stop. Dirt, dust, and rocks kicking into the air as her booted feet dug into the earth. It was as if he appeared out of nowhere. Like that time in the courtyard when she’d been about to play her stringed instrument. She didn’t know if it was the shadows or just his flying...
  8. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    She couldn't help the relief flicker briefly across her face. After a small moment of hesitation, she stepped forward and unslung her pack, offering it to the shape-changer. Compromise, right? She needed to work on it. "After the vale...we can fly." Lips set into a thin line as she looked...
  9. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    She frowned at the flickering shadows around him as if she all she had to do was reach out and smooth them back herself. But she didn't. Releasing his hand, she finally stepped back. Over her shoulder she called. "Working together but you're still going to want to boss me around, aren't...
  10. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    Something changed on her expression as he continued speaking. Something she quickly guarded away. But not completely. Empathy. And surprise. She’d seen so many sides of him. The detached, scary, and commanding male the Erlking wanted. The quieter, gentler male around Maeve and his...
  11. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    While any other fae, besides Sid and Maeve, probably never would’ve addressed the spy master like her. Would’ve fled at the first snarl and flash of his teeth. Fraeya didn’t budge one inch. Only a blonde brow began to arch slowly upward. She stayed boldly close to him. Stared him down...
  12. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    "Well, stoppit." She slammed her fork down on her plate and stood. Light footsteps placed her right in front of the hunched over and eating form of the spymaster. Arms crossed rigidly beneath her chest as she cast him a rare, stern look. The sunrise coming off the lake cast auburn hues to...
  13. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    She took the offered plate and found a rock to perch on, facing him as she began eating with slow, small bites. The answer he gave hung in the air between them like the last note plucked from her stringed instrument. Echoing, vibrating, and tense. Chin tipped to her plate and she uttered...
  14. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    That look he'd given to her before she'd fallen upon her bedroll. The same look he'd given to her when she'd refused to give him first watch. Why did he hate her so much? The question wasn't enough to keep her awake. Between the previous day's running, fight, and her fae body trying to heal...
  15. Fraeya

    Private Tales The First Hunt

    "No, I"ll take first watch. You're exhausted." She'd never seen Raphael's control on his shadows slip that much. And it had all started with the other males in the mountain. And she'd never seen him look at her like that. Why did he have so much malice toward her? If she wasn't careful, it...