Chapter One
Farren
Laikynn nods, confirming that I am correct. “Yes, and no, it is what you call the Void, but it is not the Void that others in the Fae Realm have been gifted with travelling through, you have never actually had Void magic.”
My brain stutters over the information.
“What the hell do you mean she doesn’t have Void magic?” Kill asks in his blunt way, and quite frankly, I could kiss him right now because, what the fuck?
“Of course she has Void magic,” Storm adds. “We go with her through the Void. I’ve walked through it with her.”
“So have I,” Hades mutters. “I am aware that the Void is more than it appears to be, but it is still the Void.”
“Are you sure that this is the Void?” Laikynn asks Hades, a knowing glint to his eye.
Khaos curses and pulls me closer toward him, “It doesn’t feel like the Void. Where the fuck are we?”
“Khaos is right. It doesn’t feel like the Void like I have known it before, but I have always assumed that it’s just because Farren is so strong and so is her affinity with it, so it feels different.”
I frown and turn my head to look up at Khaos, “This is the Void though. This is the same place that I always come to. This is the Void, there is absolutely no doubt in my mind. I feel safe here, at home.”
“You feel safe here?” Adrastos exclaims in pure shock and then shakes his head rather adorably and adds, “Hang on, not the fucking point. Can you all understand him?”
“I’m guessing that we shouldn’t be able to?” Loki asks, his eyebrow arched, although he doesn’t seem to be too surprised that we’re doing something that we shouldn’t be able to do.
Aldrastos shakes his head, “No, you shouldn’t. He should have killed you the moment that he saw you.”
“Rude,” Laikynn mutters, and then snaps his teeth at Aldrastos, making me smirk as Aldrastos takes a snap back and narrows his eyes at him.
“Can we get back to that later? I want to know what he means by saying I don’t have Void magic, and this isn’t the Void,” I ask him. Because I’m freaking out, I feel the need to repeat, “This is the Void. I have come here multiple times. I was coming here daily at one point.”
“This isn’t the Void,” Aldrastos replies as he stares at me with narrowed eyes. “This is my realm. This is Siorraidh. This is not the Void.”
“Erm,” I reply eloquently because I have no idea what else to say. It is the Void. I know that it’s where I come. I know that this is the place that heals me when I need it to, the place that gives me power. I knowthat. Yet, there’s no denying that Aldrastos is equally sure that this is Siorraidh.
One of us is wrong.
Mayhem’s eyes are wide as he asks me, “Wait a fucking second. You mean to say that this whole time that you’ve been travelling through the Void to get to places, hell, you’ve been taking us with you, you haven’t actually been travelling through the Void at all but through this realm that no one has been able to get in and out of for thousands of years?”
I shake my head. I don’t know what the hell is going on.
“That’s not strictly true,” Laikynn decides to speak up again.
Aldrastos’ eyes widen. “Hell, I can fucking understand him now. Maybe I hit my head. Did you guys drug me?”
Ignoring his breakdown, because that’s clearly what’s happening right now, Rival asks Laikynn, “What do you mean?”
“Well, Farren has been able to get in and out of the realm for her whole life,” Laikynn confirms. He then repeats, because he clearly sees that we all need to hear it again, “This isn’t the Void, this is a realm. This is Siorraidh.”
“That’s impossible,” Aldrastos replies, having managed to calm himself down rather quickly, considering a moment ago he thought we may have drugged him. Although he might have just decided to lean into it, that’s always a possibility.
I want to agree with him.
Laikynn’s words sound impossible, but the trouble is, my instincts are telling me that they’re right. That I haven’t had Void magic like I thought I did, like everyone, even Monty and Magnus, thought I did, but rather that it’s a different kind of magic.
My Void magic has never behaved like it’s supposed to. I’ve always known that. I’ve told them that.
“You say that a lot,” Storm points out drily to Aldrastos.
