Page 41 of Keeper of Storms


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She had her escape plan readied. And it was time.

With a deep breath, she pushed out into the silent corridor, whispering a goodbye to the barn owl. She tiptoed across the stone, even knowing that no one would hear her even if her steps rang loud. Her heart pounded hard against her ribcage as she trekked toward the doors.

Even though she’d planned it down to the minute, she was still shocked when she made it through the palace without incident. Her heart picked up speed as she raced across the floor. The door was finally in sight. No one was around to stop her. She had no idea what she’d do once she made it into the city, but she had time to figure that out. For now, she just needed to run as fast as she could to get out of this building.

She slammed hard into the air. It knocked her back several feet. Her breath hurtled from her lungs as she fell flat on her arse. Her head rang from the force of it.

Blinking, she pushed up from the floor and frowned at the space before her. There was nothing there. Nothing but air between her and the door. And yet…something had stopped her.

Slowly this time, she strode forward. And hit something hard once again.

It was like there was a barrier there…one she couldn’t see.

“What?” she whispered, pressing her fingers against the invisible wall. It writhed beneath her touch like a living thing. With a gasp, she yanked her hand back.

“Wondering why you’re unable to escape?”

Her heart nearly stopped. She had hoped to never hear that voice again. Gritting her teeth, she glanced over her shoulder. He stood calmly on the middle of the staircase, leaning up against the railing with a kind of ease that only emperors had.

“I’m not as dumb as you think I am.” She whirled toward him, hands fisted. “That’s some magical barrier you’ve created. To trap me here.”

“Ah. See, youareas dumb as I think you are.” He rolled his eyes. “That’s not a magical barrier.”

“Then, what the hell is it?” she growled.

“Feisty, aren’t you? Has anyone ever told you that?”

She blinked. “No.”

They hadn’t. People said that aboutReyna, but certainly not Eislyn. The girl with a nose in her book. A girl who fled from trouble. And then her mind flashed back to that night. Her magic shooting from her palms.All that blood.

“Well, they must be blind.”

Ignoring him, she crossed her arms and gave him a pointed look. “Why can’t I leave the palace?”

“Because I married you.”

Eislyn’s jaw dropped. A strange sense of clarity slithered through her, as silent and deadly as a poisonous snake. None of it had made sense before now. Why he’d wanted to marry her. Why he’d insisted on creating their bond before she stepped out of his sight. Of course, she still had questions. Why her? Just because she was a Tir Na Nog fae? Surely she wasn’t the first to step foot on their shores since the pact?

“So, this marriage thing. It’s magic,” she whispered.

He smiled. “In Fomor, marriage creates a world-altering bond. As long as I remain inside this palace, you will, too. You can’t leave, Eislyn. You are bound to me so long as I remain alive. Nothing can break it. I’m afraid you’re stuck with me for a good long while.”

“And what ifyoutry to leave the palace?” she said, cheeks filling with unwanted heat. “If I’m stuck here, then are you stuck here, too?”

“No.” He shook his head. “I control the bond. I’m free to leave whenever I’d like. But, you’ll have to leave, too.”

Eislyn gaped at him. “That’s why you were so insistent we marry that first day. You said it was to stop me from leaving. You only did this so I wouldn’t escape!”

He chuckled. “Of course I did. Why else would I have married you?”

“Do you marry all of your prisoners?” Her lip curled as she stalked toward him. “Or just ones who happen to be fae? Is this what happens to us when we come here? You and your creepy friends marry us and bind us to remain by your sides? Is this why we always disappear? Is this why we never come back?”

She pointed a finger at his bare chest.

Emperor Lir smacked her hand aside. “Careful. One might think you mean to cause your Emperor harm.”

“Idomean to cause you harm,” she hissed through her teeth. “You’ve trapped me here. Forever.”