Demon Day Penelope Fletcher (which ebook reader TXT) 📖

façade of a simple girl when you have been born a warrior,born a leader.”

I looked away, gritting my teeth andforcing down the tears that welled in my eyes. It would not cut sodeep if he was wrong about everything. I kept trying to make himsee my point of view but he had so much evidence to fall back on.All I had was a general feeling of doom.

“Can you explain it to me?”he asked. “Tell me why you’re fighting this.”

Rubbing my nose, my gaze fell from hisperfect face, and I sighed deeply. “You know yourself, what you arecapable of, and what is beyond you, right? I mean, you would nevertry to move a mountain with your magic because you know trying towould take more magic that you can handle.” He was quiet, allowingme the time to order my thoughts and explain what I was feeling.“Well, for the last few days everyone has been telling me I’mdestined to be the next Priestess, that I’m going to lead the fairyrace into a new era, and stop all the strife between the demons andthe humans.” I paused, struggling once again to come to terms withhow I felt and what it meant. Saying it loud had my heart thumpingpainfully and my stomach doing back flips. Just the thought of allthat responsibility made me uncomfortably hot.

Breandan pushed my hair aside andplaced a warm, soothing palm on the nape of my neck. “Whatever yousay will be okay with me.”

Breathing out in a rush, I splayed myhands out in front of me in a purposeful manner. “I know myself. Iknow what I am capable of and my limits. I believe that I can helpthe demons and humans come together. I feel that.” I pressed a handto my chest. “That feels real and obtainable to me. But beyond that… becoming the fairies spiritual guide…” I looked him in theeye. “I don’t love them like you do. When I look into the future, Isee nothing, but you. I am not who I used to be, and I do believe Ihave a purpose, but it’s not what you and Conall think itis.”

“You will grow to lovethem?”

“That is not true and thatis why you phrased it as a question.”

A muscle in his cheek twitched and heclenched his jaw. “Why can you not move past this? Accept all ofwho you are.”

“Because I know the roadyou’re trying to lead me down is wrong. I’m not the wisest ofpeople, or the bravest, but recently I have come to trust in myinstincts and the more I listen to them the more everything makessense to me.” His face was stubbornly set and I placed my hand onhis chest. “Tell me, has there ever been a Priestess before who wasnot bound to the High Lord?” Breandan shook his head. “Does thisnot tell you everything you need to know about what my futureholds? Why has magic allowed me to form such a bond with a maleother than the High Lord? Does that not seem wrong to you? Besides, how can I hopeto rule alongside Lochlann when I can barely stand him?”

“He is difficult but he hasa good heart. We can work around it. Find a way to–”

“Do you want me to go toyour brother?”

His brows lowered and his eyes blazed.“No. Never. You are mine.”

“Then listen to what I amsaying. The Priestess is always the mate of the High Lord.Always.”

“I have no desire to beHigh Lord,” Breandan said carefully, weighing his words. “I do notwish any harm to come to my family.”

My mouth fell open. “I wasn’tsuggesting we … no you have me wrong.” I waved my hands about. “Ididn’t mean you should be High Lord, though I’m sure you’d be greatat it.” I gave him a weak smile. “I was trying to point out thatyou and Conall keep drumming it into me that there are rules thatmust be followed. This keeps everything in check, in balance. Whyam I being allowed to break those rules?”

His finger ran down the bridge of mynose and a feeling of peace washed over me. “You arespecial.”

Nothing I said was going to getthrough to him. Pushing my hair back from my face, knuckling myforehead and somehow already used to the feel of cold metal Iexhaled sharply. “I can’t take this thing off, can I?”

Still cautious, watching to see how Iwould try to hurt him he shook his head. “No. Not untildeath.”

Well hell, I was pretty much stuckwith it then. Slanting him a look under my lashes I curled my lipat him. “Can I at least know what is it?”

“The circlet announces youto be the Priestess. No fairy can look on you now and not know whoyou are. All will know your importance and authority overthem.”

“Why didn’t you give thisto me before?”

“You had not accepted whoyou were. You were barely able to hear about your mother. Conallpicked it up before we left Orchard and I swore I would give it toyou.”

I plucked at my bottom lip as Ithought on this then could not help but touch it again. I was inawe of … of what? Myself? “Why now? Does it matter?”

“This is important. If I amdead you will be protected.”

“You will never die,” Isaid confidently.

His expression shifted from defensiveto indulgent. “Hmm.”

He took my hand and towed me afterhim. I followed happily, poking and prodding at this new part ofme. It was true what he said; this thing was never coming off.Those teeth I had felt biting into my skin had anchored themselvesin deep. Noticing he seemed to have a specific direction in mindrather than a random walk, I began to take an interest in ourdirection.

Since I had become fairy, my sense ofdirection had improved vastly. I could tell when the land climbedor when it sloped. I knew where there was a rocky place or one thatwas dense with flora humming with life. I had even becomeaccustomed to the nagging buzz that was constantly on the edge ofmy mind. At some point the day before I’d realized what I saw werepeople’s auras. When I closed my eyes