His life story had just spilled out to this woman, but yet for some weird reason he felt he could trust her. After all, she had come to him. The likely chances of her being a spy for Beartooth were low, she seemed to interested in him for him rather than to sneak around unnoticed to kill or kidnap him. So, the Dane had unraveled his past to her. He noticed in between his awkward pauses to look away that she seemed only to stare and have undivided attention to him and his words.
When he finally finished his tale, and in return he found the beautiful fae had moved closer to him. She sat right in front of him, looking up to meet his gaze. "Bones, you don't have to be sorry for sharing your story. After all, I did ask. I'm sorry you've been through so much.. You didn't deserve that. You did nothing wrong, from the sounds of it. You shouldn't have to hide. You'll be safe here in Hawthorne.. Lucaya and Nibris will keep everyone here safe. If war is to start.. Well. We'll have to come out victorious." He smiled softly at her words, but was she right? Would he be safe here, and even better of a question - Would everyone else be safe with him here? He offered up a small smile. "Thank you, Fara."
He then asked her of her own story, for what she had been through. She gave a deep breath before diving in. "As for me.. Well. I was raised a Princess of a Pack from some faraway land. I have no clue how far from here it is. My mother was my best friend at the time. My father, on the other hand.. cruel. Power-hungry." Her laugh made his brow raise as she shook her head, he sat in silence as he listened intently. "He had offered me up to some Prince from another Kingdom. Against my will, mind you. I protested, I cried, I did everything I could. The Prince.. he was known for forcing his way onto women. I didn't want to be with him, I could never love someone like that. But most importantly, I wasn't allowed to choose who I could be with."
His brow furrowed in sadness for the Princess as she turned her gaze to the ground. "I told my mother all of this.. everything about how I was feeling. She disappeared for a bit, and next thing I know I'm being chased out of the Kingdom. Accused for the Murder of my own Father. They screamed that I was a traitor. I loved my Kingdom, I really did. I never could have done that to Father. I came to the conclusion that I was framed by Mother, that she did this to be in control. All along, she was more power-hungry than my father was." His jaw opened slightly in a breath, as the faery woman looked up to him with sad eyes.
"I didn't kill my father, Bones. I couldn't have. I loved him, as badly as he treated me. I loved mother. I loved everyone in that Kingdom. But.. things happen for a reason. Now I'm here. I'm here. And I get to choose my own destiny. I get to choose I be with, what my life will look like. And so do you, Bones. I know.. your brother is in these lands, hm? We'll be safe in Hawthorne, Bones. I may look like some girl who can't protect herself, but I will, and if it comes down too it I'll protect you too." The Dane smiled at her as she did at him. "Thank you . . . I'll protect you too, Fara. I'm so sorry all of that happened to you, and I'm so sorry for your loss. That sounds truly horrible - I know you're not a killer. You deserve so much more than that."
He looked to the cave entrance before back to her. "My brother is here, yes. Bastian is who brought me out of my hole, though his is more in his head than mine was physical. He's fearful too. He got involved with a girl here for a night after some weird connection was made with a pink glowing line, and from that he almost had children. They were stillborns, and it scared him so much that he forced the girl to leave him. If those children would have been born alive, and Beartooth found out, Bastian would fear he'd lose everything. He saw no other choice." He said with a heavy sigh. "Beartooth is a monster of a man, he'd do anything to get to us. So I can't say I blame Bastian, he was only trying to save the girl and himself. But I wish we could just be happy and free, living without fear that one day . . . Everything would be ripped away from us."
"Take from me my bones." Beartooth |
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