Ever Winter (5 page)

“Absolutely not!” Ursad’s calm face had morphed into horror and suspicion. What the heck was wrong with him?

“Wh−what? Why not?” Shade stammered. His reaction was confusing, and her stomach sank at what he said next.

“Because, she’s
human
. She shouldn’t know about us.” His face tensed at the mention of Brisa. It threw Shade off her train of thought and sent rage surging through her once more. He was never opposed to mingling with humans before. Why the sudden change?

Shade stood up and glared at the prince. Her temper was so volatile since she’d returned from the inferno of the Unseelie Queen’s grasp. It threatened to send her into a stampede if she didn’t rein it in now. “
So am I
, your majesty.”

Ursad flinched at her words as she spat them out. Shade’s fingers were turning white, clenched tightly at her sides. The room was even quieter than before, if that was even possible. Wild eyes flew from her to the prince and back. No one wanted to interrupt the thickened air that hovered around them now, electrified with fury. Even some of the glamoured servants had their eyes wide open and mouths agape at her outburst.

“She comes with us, or I will not pacify this Stanis creep you’re sending us to. He sounds like a nut anyway.” Shade flew out of her chair and out of the room, spilling into the hallway where the air was easier to breathe. Why would Ursad treat her so? He knew she was human. How had he forgotten so quickly?

Something felt wrong, misaligned in some way or another. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but she was sure that the Prince was not acting the same as he had the last time she’d visited here. What had happened in all the time she was trapped at the Unseelie castle and the weeks on the isolated beach? She wasn’t the same either; she felt it in every cell, every expanse of her skin—in the hollow inside where her magic had resided. She knew the reasons for that, though. She’d have to question Ursad alone later, when she’d taken a break from it all and could think without seeing red.

Brisa was coming with them, whether the Prince liked it or not. She’d make sure of it.

Chapter Five

“YOU’RE KIDDING, RIGHT?”

Brisa gripped the door to the off-campus apartment she shared with her two roommates near the UCLA campus. It cost a bit, but it was so much more spacious and convenient for her to have her own space. The waitressing job she worked at on the weekends helped her pay her share of the rent.

“Are you going to let me in, or do I have to stand out here the whole time while I convince you otherwise?” Shade lifted a brow at her oldest friend. Brisa had squealed like a pig when she’d opened the door to her but then expressed her suspicions. Shade didn’t just pop out of nowhere for no reason. Brisa was too smart to ignore that fact.

“Oh, yeah, come on in.” She opened the door enough for Shade to slip on in. “What about your, um, friend out here?” She eyed Camulus suspiciously, even though he was wearing his surfer boy glamour. He gave her a sweet grin but did not make a move to enter the apartment.

“That’s Camulus; he can teleport anywhere in the world. How do you think I got here?” She plopped onto the couch and scanned the apartment, assured that it was empty but for the two of them. “He’s harmless. Let him in.”

“But…” Brisa felt her heart quicken as she refused to pull her eyes from him. “He’s one of them, Shade. He’s from Faerie, isn’t he?” She threw a fearful glance at Shade, her voice cracking as she opened the door wider, still unsure of letting in the faery.

Shade looked up at her friend, surprised at Brisa’s sudden fear of Camulus. She hopped up and next to Brisa, looking at Camulus. To Shade, he appeared like a normal human male−board shorts, spiked bleached out hair and a smooth, immaculate tan. It was looking too Californian for Shade, but she could still see his actual looks under the shield of glamour. Just as she thought that, it came to her what was wrong with Brisa.

“It’s
okay Brisa; you’re seeing his actual appearance. Some faeries don’t look human. Let him in, and I’ll explain.” Camulus slipped in, and Brisa shut and locked the door almost as quickly. She turned, still wide-eyed and hesitant. Shade waved her over to the couch where she joined Shade. Camulus plopped onto a worn-down green recliner that didn’t match anything in the room. It probably was a hand-me-down. In fact, everything probably was since nothing in the room matched. It gave the room a comfy, eclectic feel.

“Since you’ve been touched by faeries and pricked by a weapon made in Faerie, you can see them now. You can see past the glamours that faeries use in the mortal world,” Camulus offered. He tried to look harmless, but ever since Brisa had her encounter with Corb, who had threatened her with death, she was not very keen on being near faeries. “You have the sight now; a most dangerous thing to have, as a human.”

So much for reassuring.

“What? What’s that supposed to mean,
green man
?” Brisa grabbed a candlestick from the small side table and held it like a bat, ready to crush Camulus’ skull if need be. “Are you threatening me?”

“Brisa, put that down!” Shade stared at her friend, hoping to calm her down before she lost it. “He isn’t threatening you, he’s just warning you about it so you know.”

“Know what? Sounded like a threat to me.” Brisa pressed her lips tightly as she continued to throw dirty glares at the elven-pixie. Shade groaned but relaxed as Brisa slowly lowered her weapon. She didn’t let it go. She kept it at the ready.

“I’m sorry, Brisa. I meant no threat. You must know that if you ever see creatures of Faerie in the mortal world, you must never let them know that you can see them. They will kill you in a split second if they discover that you have the sight. I highly recommend you look away if you run into anything out of the ordinary. It will be safest for you to ignore them.”

Brisa listened intently and nodded, gulping down the knot in her throat. “Who’s they? Faeries, like you? Like Soap?”

“No, Brisa. We are more connected to humans than you’d ever believe. It’s the elemental ones, the ones of the land itself, and even the dark ones, the Unseelie creatures which roam the night and take your kind without regard. Those are the ones you must avoid, at all costs.” Camulus looked grim, but his stoic face showed just how serious he was. Brisa looked spooked but appeared to heed his warning.

Shade sighed, relieved that her friend was being sensible. “Look, I don’t mean to barge in on you like this, but I need your help, Brisa.” She slipped her hands into Brisa’s. They were warm, and it reminded Shade of so many years of holding on to her most trusted friend. Years had gone by, and they had remained closer than sisters. Shade beamed at her, tears prickling at her eyes as the memories rushed through her thoughts.

“What’s wrong?” Brisa asked.

Shade took a deep breath, praying that Brisa would not turn her down. “We need to go to New York City to track down someone who lives there, in exile from Faerie, who can help me find the one who took my powers.”

“What? Find another faery? Oh hell no! Having this one here is bad enough.” Brisa shifted a couple inches away from Shade, mainly to get more distance between her and Camulus. He found it amusing, but remained quiet as he waited. Shade felt a headache rolling in from the tension inside her. This wasn’t going to be easy.

“Look, I know that Corb almost killed you. I understand that it makes you really nervous to be around any faeries now, but you have to remember that I’m part faery too. I would never hurt you. Ever. You’re like a sister to me.” Shade gave Brisa’s hand a squeeze, hoping to reason with her. “If I didn’t trust Camulus, I would never have brought him here. I’d never put you in any danger. You know that.”

Moments passed as Brisa contemplated her words. As she rubbed her fingers over her jeans, she appeared lost in her thoughts. Her forehead creased as she clenched her eyelids tight, chewing her lip. She let out a reluctant groan before she opened her eyes and stared right at Camulus before meeting Shade’s eyes.

“Alright. Just because I love you as a sister too, I’ll help you. Tell your friends to keep their magic to themselves, though, or I might have to give them a broken nose or worse to cover up and glamourize.” She sniffed and narrowed her eyes at Camulus. He threw her a smile instead, hoping to disarm her with kindness. The bad thing about the ‘kill them with kindness’ thing is that it doesn’t work on Brisa. She’s too brass for that.

Shade threw her arms around Brisa and squeezed her tightly, elated that she would not be alone on this new journey. Shade hoped she could keep her friend safe. There was nothing she wouldn’t do to make that happen. Even without powers, she’d throw her life on the line for Brisa.

Chapter Six

BACK WITHIN THE
crystal clear walls of the Glass Castle, Shade and Brisa loaded their backpacks with supplies. Shade enjoyed the slight déjà vu the preparations gave her. Not to mention the permanently etched, surprised look on Brisa’s face at the discovery of the shrinking spell on her pack, allowing her to stuff all sorts of things into it without any increase in weight or size. Brisa was having a bit harder time adjusting to the magic than Shade did, but she was gritting her teeth through the surprises, shocks and craziness in the Faerie world.

It had Shade smiling. Maybe things would have ended differently if Brisa had been with her the very first time she stepped into the Land of Faerie. Maybe things would have taken a much less extreme turn had they been together. Shade would’ve not been so lonely on her magical adventures. Maybe, she would have been a lot safer with a kindred spirit at her side. Yet, the possibility of a worse outcome was there too. Brisa was completely human; not a lick of magic ran in her veins. Faerie was much too dangerous for Brisa, yet here they were.

Puffing out a breath, Shade shook the thoughts from her mind, knowing things were what they were. Nothing else mattered. Brisa was here now, her chosen kin in a way. Brisa helped fill the emptiness Shade’s loss of her magic had left behind.  Still, the ache of the hole yet to be filled up once more made her smile fade, and she turned back to the task at hand: stuffing more food, more blankets, clothes and other necessities into the black pit of her pack.

What if this didn’t lead them anywhere? What if she remained powerless forever? She couldn’t think like that. To lose her power forever was to become a full human mortal once more. If that was the worst of it, then so be it. She would deal with it as it came. That wasn’t so bad, right? She could do this.

“You didn’t tell me Rylan was here.” Brisa nudged her back into the present. Her friend blushed shyly as the Teleen changeling weaved his way through the supplies scattered throughout the room. Soap dropped a rolled-up leather mat filled with long swords into the weaponry pile. He had his long, light brown hair pulled tightly away from his face with most of it hanging loosely over his shoulder. He turned to face them and lit up as his eyes found Shade. When those eyes moved to Brisa next, the shiny twinkle remained as he made his way toward them.