A/N: Ok so here is the second chapter. Again I don't own the Iron Fey; I wish I did cuz that would mean that I actually have creative writing skills! Also school starting so I won't be able to update as much
In the Wyldwood:
Like all faeries, Meghan loved to hunt. Though she might not be very good at setting up traps or tracking large game, she could shoot a squirrel with a bow and arrow from a mile away. However, if you were to ask her to gut and skin said squirrel, you would find her running away from you. But that's why she has Puck; she kills the animals, he cleans them, and together they talk their minds freely without the scrutiny of the court. But most of the time they talked about nothing of importance.
"Puck, will you tell me again about the time you were ordered to give Titania a love potion? I find it such a funny story and it's my favorite. I still can't believe you did it!"
"Well, believe it Princess cuz that little prank was pure genius on my part. So, it all started"— Puck stopped suddenly and started scanning the area. Meghan had heard the noise too and she started to scan for the source of the noise, but she didn't have long pinpoint it until Puck grabbed her and forced her to run with him.
"Puck" she began, but he was to focused in running to hear her. So, she tried again, this time yelling, "PUCK! WHAT'S WRONG? WHERE ARE WE GOING?" Puck stopped and turned on her, "shhh, Princess, do you want him to find us?"
"Him? Who's him and why is he chasing us?"
"I have no time to explain, but we go to run before…" he broke off again and shivered. Meghan felt the unnaturally cold breeze; it was so cold she was sure it could freeze her to the ground where she was standing.
"Too late he found you" a deep, melodic voice that sounded like it came from directly behind her. Meghan turns around to come face to face with no other than a Winter Fey and by the looks of it, a Prince. He was tall, had a handsome face with black hair and silver eyes. Truthfully, if he wasn't an Unseelie prince, Meghan would totally date him.
"Well, if it isn't Oberon's infamous half-blood princess. It would seem that he is not too concerned with your safety in the wyldwood, otherwise he wouldn't have let you go with the cowardly Goodfellow." He smirked and Meghan glared back at him.
"For your information, my father does care about my safety and that is why he left me with Puck."
"Really, then where is your brave Puck?" he smirked and Meghan glared and she was about to retort his statement, but when his words sunk in, she looked around and realized that Puck really had abandoned her.
"None the less, I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself with or without Puck, and if I were you I wouldn't try anything because my father will hear of it and your head will become his new prized mantle piece!"
"You have nothing to fear from me Princess; I wouldn't try anything that would evoke the anger of the Seelie Court, especially since it is almost the Elysium. Now, if you would excuse me, I have a coward to hunt" and with swift bow, he left, leaving Meghan all alone and somewhat embarrassed. It was moments like this when Meghan wanted nothing more than to punch Puck in the face for all his fickleness.
Alright that's the end of chapter 2. 3 might be on its way, we'll see. So review or favorite, make me feel loved!
