blue-haired woman stared at them with wide eyes. “How did you get here?”
Her handsome twin shook his head. “You should leave before Sophia comes. You’re not welcome here, Princess.”
“Renn, Reno, how lovely to see you again.” Lena smiled so wide her cheeks ached. “Is Sophia coming? Good. I’ve very keen to see my dear sister.”
Reno shook his head again. “No. You need to go.”
Renn frowned. “We don’t want you here, anyway. Just go.”
“You don’t talk to your princess like that,” Ellia hissed at the twins.
The other people on the beach mostly looked at their feet. Some looked back at the hill over the beach and then back at Lena. That had to be where the tribe was living. The beach was pristine but it didn’t quite match the village on the cliff. There was something off that Lena couldn’t put her finger on. It was like Sophia couldn’t make up her mind about the look of the village and had smashed two different locales together. Lena recognized the beach. She could guess where the village inspiration had come from. There were only four or five places Sophia loved to frequent.
“We’re going to the village,” Lena told Ellia. “I have no doubt Sophia will be able to find us wherever we go here.”
Ellia nodded curtly and followed Lena closely. They had to walk up the beach to get to an incline they could climb up. Lena again wished she had a pair of hiking pants like Catherine had worn. She had to hold her dress high even to walk up the incline and it weighed heavily on her. It was difficult to walk with purpose wearing the heavy dress on the sand. She was glad to get to the grass and let her dress drop.
“This looks like the Americas,” Lena murmured. “Remember?”
Ellia smiled. “I do. That was a fun night.”
Sophia had convinced Lena and Ellia to come with her to America for one night when their parents were at a ball. Sophia hated being left home with the “babies” while the adults were out having a good time. She had opened a portal to the wilderness in America. It had been very scary at first because she had gotten the destination wrong and they were in the middle of the forest at twilight. They had gone into a little village and crept around. They had been caught by the town drunk and Sophia had pretended to be a ghost.
Ellia and Lena had joined in quickly and then the trio had run off screeching into the forest. When they got back to the manor, they had laughed for hours. They had kept going back until too many people had seen them and it wasn’t safe to bother the town anymore. Lena had never even known the name of the town but she would never forget what it looked like.
Sophia had copied all the little details of the outsides of the houses.
“Do you hear that?” Ellia asked, looking around. She let the magic she was holding dissipate. Lena listened harder. “Oh no. They couldn’t be!”
“I think they are, Ellia. I have to remember to talk to those of us at Castle Blackfire about this.”
They made a few turns and came to a group in front of a fire fucking furiously. Lena didn’t recognize her sister in the tangle of bodies but she did recognize her old knight, Gavin. There couldn’t have been more than thirty people in the orgy. It wasn’t uncommon for members of the tribe to engage in group sex. It was one of the things other fae hated about them. Most fae didn’t live in groups as big as the Northlands fae and they certainly didn’t have orgies five nights a week.
It had never fazed Lena, but Ellia didn’t take part in the tradition. She had no problem finding someone to keep her bed warm at night but she didn’t like to share. Sophia joined in half-heartedly but Lena got the impression that she was only doing it to gain new followers. Lena herself had only participated a handful of times. She didn’t disapprove of their bed parties. It just didn’t particularly interest her. It was all so impersonal. She never knew whose face she was
Her handsome twin shook his head. “You should leave before Sophia comes. You’re not welcome here, Princess.”
“Renn, Reno, how lovely to see you again.” Lena smiled so wide her cheeks ached. “Is Sophia coming? Good. I’ve very keen to see my dear sister.”
Reno shook his head again. “No. You need to go.”
Renn frowned. “We don’t want you here, anyway. Just go.”
“You don’t talk to your princess like that,” Ellia hissed at the twins.
The other people on the beach mostly looked at their feet. Some looked back at the hill over the beach and then back at Lena. That had to be where the tribe was living. The beach was pristine but it didn’t quite match the village on the cliff. There was something off that Lena couldn’t put her finger on. It was like Sophia couldn’t make up her mind about the look of the village and had smashed two different locales together. Lena recognized the beach. She could guess where the village inspiration had come from. There were only four or five places Sophia loved to frequent.
“We’re going to the village,” Lena told Ellia. “I have no doubt Sophia will be able to find us wherever we go here.”
Ellia nodded curtly and followed Lena closely. They had to walk up the beach to get to an incline they could climb up. Lena again wished she had a pair of hiking pants like Catherine had worn. She had to hold her dress high even to walk up the incline and it weighed heavily on her. It was difficult to walk with purpose wearing the heavy dress on the sand. She was glad to get to the grass and let her dress drop.
“This looks like the Americas,” Lena murmured. “Remember?”
Ellia smiled. “I do. That was a fun night.”
Sophia had convinced Lena and Ellia to come with her to America for one night when their parents were at a ball. Sophia hated being left home with the “babies” while the adults were out having a good time. She had opened a portal to the wilderness in America. It had been very scary at first because she had gotten the destination wrong and they were in the middle of the forest at twilight. They had gone into a little village and crept around. They had been caught by the town drunk and Sophia had pretended to be a ghost.
Ellia and Lena had joined in quickly and then the trio had run off screeching into the forest. When they got back to the manor, they had laughed for hours. They had kept going back until too many people had seen them and it wasn’t safe to bother the town anymore. Lena had never even known the name of the town but she would never forget what it looked like.
Sophia had copied all the little details of the outsides of the houses.
“Do you hear that?” Ellia asked, looking around. She let the magic she was holding dissipate. Lena listened harder. “Oh no. They couldn’t be!”
“I think they are, Ellia. I have to remember to talk to those of us at Castle Blackfire about this.”
They made a few turns and came to a group in front of a fire fucking furiously. Lena didn’t recognize her sister in the tangle of bodies but she did recognize her old knight, Gavin. There couldn’t have been more than thirty people in the orgy. It wasn’t uncommon for members of the tribe to engage in group sex. It was one of the things other fae hated about them. Most fae didn’t live in groups as big as the Northlands fae and they certainly didn’t have orgies five nights a week.
It had never fazed Lena, but Ellia didn’t take part in the tradition. She had no problem finding someone to keep her bed warm at night but she didn’t like to share. Sophia joined in half-heartedly but Lena got the impression that she was only doing it to gain new followers. Lena herself had only participated a handful of times. She didn’t disapprove of their bed parties. It just didn’t particularly interest her. It was all so impersonal. She never knew whose face she was
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