“Oh, excellent.” I feel relief rush through me as I reach out for the sack he’s holding. He doesn’t let go, his eyes now on it. For a moment, he simply stares. “But you’re wearing a glamour already, right?”
I stare up at him, that little sack so close yet so far, in his iron grip.
“It was a cheap one that only hid my ears,” I lie.
He nods slowly, letting go, and I take it, opening it and examining the bottle. This glamour spell will hide the hue of my skin, too! And this kind will last for nearly two weeks.
He’s watching me as I open it.
“If they ask, you’re a dryad and I’m an earth fae. There are clothes in there. Put them on while I dispose of these bodies.”
I nod as I walk towards the nearest tree. I can feel his eyes on me. He didn’t see anything, did he? The way he was looking at me… maybe he didn’t, but he’s definitely getting suspicious.
I pull out the dress and examine it. It’s a blush pink cotton with a little white flower print over it, with off-shoulder sleeves. I then put on a brown leather corset, one that accentuates my breasts. It is pretty. Finally, I pull on a pair of brown boots before I drink the glamour potion, watching as my hair becomes completely black. My skin darkens slightly, and I smile as it loses the faint hue that was appearing.
I reach up and smooth my hair before I finish tying up my corset and tug on the dress skirt to take out the creases. It reaches below my knees. I shove the empty potion bottle and dirty clothes into the bag and step out from behind the tree, waiting for him to return.
When I hear the sound of his wings and a shadow blocks outthe sunlight, I look up to see him just before he lands. He looks magnificent and deadly.
The few small wisps of that soul have given me a little boost, for now.
“Don’t I look pretty?” I ask, wanting him to forget what happened before and act like everything is normal. “I’m surprised you chose pink.”
He looks up, his eyes roaming over me. “I didn’t choose; the woman selling them did,” he says curtly.
“Well, thank you, I’ve never worn a dress like this before.” I twirl the skirt, freezing when I realise what I said. I smile at him. “As a water fae, and due to my family’s rank, we tend to wear silks and chiffon,” I explain.
“Hm,” Kai says simply. “Come on, the family we’re staying with offered dinner if we arrived there by sunset.”
“How long will we stay there?”
“Until I finalise our plan,” he responds.
“And how did they agree to let you stay?” I ask suspiciously. “You don’t look like someone I’d let into my home.”
He scoffs, cocking a brow. “Really, darling? Because I think you’d do more than let me into your home.”
I pout in displeasure and toss my hair. “Don’t get so cocky. Really, how did they agree? Did you threaten them?”
“No. I told them my wife is pregnant.”
I stop and stare at him. “What?”
“Yeah, so don’t prance around like you’re completely fine.”
It’s my turn to snort. “Pregnant women can ‘prance’ all they want.”
“Yeah, but you’re in your first trimester and you get nauseous. So don’t eat like a pig either.”
My mouth drops open. Did he just insult me twice in the span of minutes?!
“Kai!” He stops and looks back at me, something in his eyes changing. I hurry up to him, smirking as his gaze dips to my breasts, and I lean in teasingly, allowing my breasts to graze against him. “You shouldn’t leave your pregnant wife behind, or that couple might not believe that we’re a real couple.”
“Once they see you, and if they believe I’d ever get you pregnant, then that’s proof enough that they’re dumb enough to believe anything,” he replies before turning and walking off.
I scoff, glaring at his back.
But maybe I was imagining it, maybe he isn’t suspicious. I’m going to have to be careful. I wanted to escape, but would I really get far?
