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Chapter 14

SPV

As I enter the dining hall, I sit at my usual seat next to my great-grandfather. Six months has passed since my transformation and I am a little more comfortable in my skin. The first few weeks were quite strange. When I felt any extreme emotion, I would spontaneously pop, light up like a firefly in July, or zap the nearest object to tiny pieces. Niall is proud that I am already displaying such a wide range of skills. I however, see it as another sign that I am definitely a freak. If people from Bon Temp could see me now, they would shun me even more than before. The supernatural community- I am sure would find a way to exploit my new skills, much as they always did my telepathy; and one Vampire Sheriff in particular.

Daily magic training with Ian has helped me considerably with my control. It is quite a relief; suddenly finding myself in the middle of a pond fully clothed, in a gown, and heels lost the amusement factor after the tenth time. According to my Uncle Ian, it will take years if not decades, to perfect some of my inherited skills.

The telepathy I was born with, thanks to the gift from my sponsor, Mr. Cataliades, has heightened and has become, more or less, instinctive. I still cannot "hear" full fairies as I do humans, but I can occasionally catch random thoughts from their minds. I have not told Niall about this little development; for fear that he would want me to explore this further.

The next level of training he has scheduled is to use my fairy magic in conjunction with my combat training. I am a little nervous that I will hurt my dragon guards, but they reassure me that they are nearly indestructible and have their own magic as well.

"How are you doing this morning Dear One?" my great-grandfather asked.

"Great!" I replied as a goblin servant fills my teacup to the brim with tea. They do not have coffee in Faery, which is a great disappointment to me, but the fairy tea has grown on me. It gives a great pick-me-up but I still miss the taste of fresh brewed coffee in the morning.

I can see Binne, my Uncle Dylan's mate, out the corner of my eye, looking annoyed at my conversation with Niall. Our relationship is a little more cordial than when I first came to Faery, but we are definitely never going to be bffs. I am used to this type of treatment from people back home, so to add a fairy to the list is fine by me.

I shrugged my shoulders at her and took a bite of my breakfast pastry. It was pure heaven in a bite. You would have thought, with all the sweets that they served here, I would have gained at least twenty pounds by now, but with my transformation, my metabolism is higher than before. That was a plus in all of this craziness as far as I am concerned.

"As you know Great-Granddaughter, my coronation ceremony will take place in less than a week."

"Yes, Niall, I am aware. I am looking forward to attending."

"Are you also aware of your duties during the ceremony?"

"Yes. Grianne and Ian have informed me."

"Wonderful!" Niall replied with a twinkle in his eye.

I still cannot believe that this is my life. My biggest worries back home would have been how I could pay the taxes on the farmhouse. Now it is my royal duties. Who would have thought! I often wonder what my life would look like if I had never met Bill Compton. Would I be happily married with two and a half kids and the white picket fence? That had always been a dream of mine, although I never thought it attainable, due to my mental condition. Living in Faery these past few months, I realize that I can still have that dream, albeit with a fairy and not a human.

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SPV

Preston and I have spent a lot of time together since the night I transformed. I want to take our relationship slow. I always jumped into them in the past. I blame that on my lack of experience in the dating department. This time around, I want to develop a friendship first. Although, it is like putting the cart before the horse being that we had a one-night stand on the first night we met. Looking back on things now, it was so out of character for me. I was just so lonely and he just seemed to fall into my lap, who could blame a girl?

Preston is so unlike my "boyfriends" of the past. He is a gentleman? . . .gentlefairy? We often take long walks along the Royal grounds, sometimes in deep conversation, and at other times in complete silence. He has been such a source of strength for me in this fantastical world. He never expects anything from me. It is refreshing to be with someone who does not want to use me for my little quirk.

Tonight is our first official date. I am nervous, which is really quite silly of me. We have been alone together on numerous occasions, but for some reason I cannot convince the butterflies in my stomach. He said to dress casual, so I am wearing my hair down, a simple pink sundress, with matching sandals.

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"Princess, your guest has arrived," announced the herald.

I entered the receiving room and was greeted by both Preston and Niall.

"Great-Grandfather. Preston."

I approached Niall and kissed him on the cheek and then looked at Preston. He was as handsome as ever. His brown wavy locks were down and touched his shoulders. He also had on the traditional fairy attire; vest and loose fitting pants. It showed off his physique beautifully. I saw him look at me, starting with my face, and then working his way down to the rest of me. I felt heat pool to my neither regions at his look. When our eyes met, we both smiled.

Niall cleared his throat to get our attention and I startled at the sound, I had forgotten that he was in the room with us. He chuckled at my reaction.

"Are you ready Princess?" Preston asked.

"Yes, I can't wait, Um . . . where are we going?"

"It is a surprise, but I am sure you will enjoy it."

Preston then looked at my Great-grandfather, Niall, and said in Thasia, "Ai eis kaerer sar o cali kalaer tia vaezer." It sounded quite formal to me, but I guess Preston had to ask Niall if it was okay to date me. I would have told them both were they could shove it; I am my own woman gosh darn it! Since we were in Faery however, I would tolerate traditions, this time.

We left the castle, hand in hand, and I felt like a teenager going to the prom. I actually attended the Prom with Tara and JB on a group date, but it is what I had imagined going to the prom with a date felt like. Mánus and Callan still had to escort us. They did however; decide to fly overhead in dragon form to give us a sense of privacy.

We traveled through the Willow Woods and the pixies were out frolicking in the warm night air. Their fairy lights created a very romantic atmosphere. We continued to walk through the forest and eventually reached a grass-covered hill tucked away behind some huge boulders.

"This is it," presented Preston.

"A hill?" I did not want to sound unappreciative, but I expected a little more of our first date.

"Just wait," Preston replied with a little mirth.

To my astonishment, there was a hidden entrance in the hill. Preston moved the vines that were obscuring the entrance and motioned for me to enter. I looked at him wide eyed, "I am so not going in there." I never really recovered from my fear of the dark, after my experience with those two incestuous fairies.

"There are no monsters I promise. This mound has long been abandoned."

Preston then grabbed my hand, chuckling while doing so, and led the way. The inside of the hill was not as dark as I thought. The walls were covered in the same vines that covered the entrance. They were also full of multicolored flowers. A few pixies where hiding in the blooms. They provided a soft glow that made it easier to see. We took a winding path down into the "mound" as Preston called it. At the center of the mound was a natural pond and waterfall surrounded by a grassy area. I noticed a blanket and picnic basket that was set up by the edge of the pond. It was breathtaking.

"It's beautiful Preston."

"Ai eis kar o jhoji air, sher air air bai shaesi tyri sai eir shaerorer eir o."

Ai eis kaerer sar o cali kalaer tia vaezer: I am thankful that you have granted my request

Ai eis kar o jhoji air, sher air air bai shaesi tyri sai eir shaerorer eir o: I am glad you like it, but it is no where close to as beautiful as you

Next chapter will be up in the next few days. . . so I will not leave you hanging for long.