Chapter 90: (90): Swampy

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Elizabeth heaved a breath out of her mouth, the steam rewrote to the frozen cloud and surged up.

"Get inside the cart, Elizabeth, in no cause leave the baby alone."

Elizabeth nodded, her eyes drifted on the cart that its door was open before her.

"Is she there?" She was watching the wooden box inside the cart."

"Yes, faeries might become angry of using salt but we hadn't another way."

He noted desperately, holding her arm, he aided her to go inside the cart. Charles was riding the cart, the mist drove heavy and those lanterns barely could kill the haze and offer light.

"We shouldn't kill the time here and there, Dorian! Going straight to Wood clan is our choice, they wouldn't take the responsibility but they might lead us to the Abyss."

Miguel grabbed the saddle and swung up, adjusting himself, he held the rein. The gate of faeries always had deer guards but he wasn't sure if they were guarding in this situation or not.

"Yes, Lord James! I hope we find out what brought this woman here!"

They yanked the animals' flanks and rode ahead of the cart. Elizabeth dragged the curtain back and cleaned the steam. She then removed the fur off the baby's face.

"What had happened to you, little wolf?"

The baby was snorting, she smiled bitterly and glanced at the packagings on the seat near her. The scent was saying that was food for them.

"As soon as you, little beast woke up, I will feed you." She dug in the scent and added, "Ah, Margaret, you are amazing!"

She looked outside, nothing was visible but if danger was close with that provoked beast within her, she could see everything, even in the sheer darkness nothing could escape from her sight. She didn't know whether it was good or not but maybe one day it could show the other half of her. A half that remained a mystery to her, why was she different than others in their family?

Why her?

The cart moved to a dirt road. Miguel was carefully scanning around. This path was once a trading road, once upon a time, when humans considered the faeries being holy but nowadays, they were enemies, beasts, those who used to intoxicate humans and abuse them for wicked desires.

He was sure that those spies that had shaped vigorously as the rough tree barks and kept eyes on them. Their red shimmering eyes could trap them.

The brown pixies were the spies of Rose forest, seeing them around meant that they were surveying through the right route.

One of the pixies fluttered away and hit a branch, making a rustle. Dorian followed the noise and his eyes grew wide. The snow was alive in this area and sprinkled down the branch. Before this, he just saw their paintings but now one was sitting on a branch, scrubbing its bumped head. Its horns made the little creature as if a small devil with yellowish skin color but he couldn't deny that those large red eyes were terrifying.

"The pixies would tell the guards that we are here. The road this time came close to us, three hours had passed since we left the house but already it could take a whole day or more." Miguel informed. He did not feel good.

Dorian looked at the left side, he was sure that he heard something snarling.

"I've told you! They sensed the faeries blood scent."

"They are at war, this made them sensitive."

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They arrived at a huge stone gateway that was in the middle of the route. The horses were unrest, stabbing their front hooves. Something was disturbing them, the Rose bushes on the left side of the gate crinkled. This part of the forest was veiled by tall thick twisted trees, even the cold hardly could plunge in and the sky was covered by thick branches, yet the snow found ways.

They halted before the gate, it seemed the stewards of the gate that Miguel knew had changed to strongly coarse tempered ones.

Inside the cart, Elizabeth was providing the kid. He was chewing the food calmly when the cart halted. She looked out and just saw strong bushes that sounded like a wall. They still had roses on them that was rare.

"Hey, little one! We are close to your home."

The kid something not apparent.

She put the bowl away and the cart yanked harshly by something, Elizabeth put her palm against the green velvet seat and squeezed, managing to be stable but the box scrambled and its lid moved. Salt poured out and the baby shrieked out of fear.

Elizabeth's heart was pounding savagely, what the hell just happened? What creature could hit the heavy cart like this and why? She didn't want to think that was a werewolf faerie, an adult angry beast.

She tried to calm the baby and shook him despite her own terrified head.

"Calm down, you sweetheart..."

Before she could finish her statement, the door was wrested out of the case and tossed away. Mist flooded inside and she heard her uncle.

"Please wait, we are friends!"

Among the mist that swallowed the interior, Elizabeth saw a pair of golden eyes and black fur. The creature was big, that much that took the wooden box out with a single not bothering lift.

All she could hear was her own heartbeats, the baby's cry, and her uncle's implores.

Wolf! The voice was in her head, her widened eyes were glinting out of fear and, she clasped the toddler to her chest.

"Do.... Don't hurt him."

The words were invisible. The black figure of the masculine faerie remained outside, but his lips moved, crooked and his long sharp fangs were displayed by the silver light of the moon that could escape from the desultory clouds.

Elizabeth swallowed, he was a beast. A huge wolf that she didn't want to see in her dreams. His figure began to change shape and at the same time, that thing she considered to be a grin left the words.

"Get out, knavish mortal."

Elizabeth blinked multiple times, the baby faerie stopped crying and just looked at Elizabeth, his hands wrapped over her neck but she couldn't move. Her brain, her body, her spine, everything ran numb.

She felt that she was stuck to swampy earth that was devouring her.

The wolf that now had the shadowy figure of a man between the mist got inside, approaching the stunned girl.

Elizabeth met his golden eyes and her heart flamed, he was insanely handsome. His long black hair landed on his shoulders and his black robe landed on the floor of the cart. His face was distant and she stopped on his lips that curved as a mischievous smirk.

He extended his hand and harshly clawed her shoulder.. He made a huge mistake, she thought.

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