Fairy Guardian - The Royals Ch13

 "Hello Mother," Hal says with a genuine smile of affection. Gives her a kiss on the cheek and turns to me with more of an edge. His body is tight, like a balloon ready to pop. "Ready to meet the current leader of the Fairy realm little human." I was just buying into the sap story of his childhood from mommy dearest and then he goes and talks. "Yes, handsome," not sarcastic at all in my tone and demeanor. Really. Wink. 

"Thank you Helena for the wonderful food and conversation. I look forward to seeing you again," I turn to get off the table and arms come around me. She whispers, "Just remember who you really are always." Kisses on my cheek, steps back, and Hal opens the door to a long dark hallway. Eerie. 

It was dark with yellow dimmed sconces. Big framed oil painting lines the walls. Pictures that seem to tell a story of some kind. Now my curiosity was peaked. Would he answer me? "What is the slide show picture wall?" Instead of being obtuse or just plain ignoring me, he tells me.

"This is the history of the fairy folk. From when Queen and King fell from the stars bringing the magic with them. It was their magic that invaded the land. With this magic now added to the Earth's natural setting, it created the different kind of fairies; purebloods, night walkers, beasts, elementals, and finally hybrids. You will see here," points to a picture of the royal family. "Each royal child was born of a mother from each fraction.  My father wanted children. The Queen did not, so a comprise was made. She rules us but did not give birth to us."  Walking farther down and seeing more pictures but none of Mike. 

"Where is Michael?" Quirks is brow, " Your perspective., little one." Stops at his picture, "Since I was born of a pureblood mother, my faction color is blue." Proceeds to give me a glimpse of history, starting with the first born to the last. "This is my sister, Talia, her mother was a hybrid, so her magic color is orange. Next is my brother, Vian, his mother was a night walker, so his magic is red. We come to my sister, Anna, her mother was an elemental, so her color is yellow." Stopping because there were no more pictures.

His body gave a shake, face pinched, "You will see my brother was not included because he was cast aside as a baby. The king was told he had no magic, even though his mother was a very powerful beast."  Something clicked. Kitchen talk with his mother gave me clues. 

"You saved your brother. You are the one that threw him into the human world," my face was alight for my cleverness until he spoke. "Yes, I saved my brother and lost my magic. My father showed me mercy is for the weak. Those that are week will die in this realm. I did my brother and me no favors." Saw him walking down the hall like what he just said was the same as an afternoon cup of coffee. 

Holding out my hand to stop him, "Wait. You SAVED YOUR BROTHER. If that makes you weak than your father is a primitive bastard. This is not caveman trying to fight Sabor tooth tigers. Mike saved me with magic, how could someone at birth not have magic then have magic? Makes absolutely no sense." 

Another look he was holding something back, "What?" Took my arm and pulled me into a room. Of course, it was the gaudiest bedroom with violets silk draped and pictures of the fairy realm. Not to my taste. Turning to look at him, and instead of him being the door he started stalking towards me. My legs going back from the look he was giving me. This hot and cold BS has to stop. But do I want that?? Legs hit the bed.

"I have wanted to do this since you woke up," places his arms around me and pulls me close. Slowly lowers his head. Closing my eyes. Lips touch and the smell of pure male. I cannot describe it with a specific scent; it's like I made it up just for him. Then his touch lightly touches the bottom lip. Small whimper escapes me. My hands reach for his chest. To feel his tightly packed muscles. Butterflies start jumping in my stomach. Feels like first kiss. Most guys do not know how to kiss or at least the ones I know.

Then we are touching each other and getting more and more intense. We almost don't know where to go next until a knock at the door. Jumping apart like your parents found you kissing in the basement. 

"The King is getting impatient. I suggest you finish up." Hearing footsteps walk away. All traces of passion erase from his face. He just simply turns around and walks to the door, 'that is it. I am done with the games Hal." Pushing past him, through the door and slamming into another hard body. Umph. 

Arms curl around me to help not fall and looking up at Mr. Dreamy. If a Samari warrior came to life and now was wearing a all-black suit. "I can see my brother is already making you crazy." A husky chuckles comes out of his mouth. I believe, no I know I am gaping. "Hi." It's like going and trying to talk to the star basketball player in high school. 

Arms grab me to his side. "Nice Vian. She is not to be played with or hassled." His hot brother replied, "It seem the lady would be the judge of that." Before any of us could say another word, Mike was coming down the hall in his Viking style dress, Anna was walking behind him in her Dior pantsuit, and lastly a tall Amazon coco skinned woman wearing a flowing orange gown. Seeing the pictures on the hall, this was the royals. 

"Well since all of you are to slow," a blue wind came and scooped us and the next moment we were all sitting at a boardroom table. Definitely something you would see in any high executive office. Except throne chairs were at the front of the room. Room was laid out basic. No pictures. Nothing except huge boardroom table and chairs. I was seated to my back to the door. Mike and Anna were to my right. Talia and Vian to my left. Hal was placed at the front of the table closest to the throne chairs 

The king was eyeing me like a bug under a microscope. Really trying not to squirm but failing. He reminded me of Superman, except personality like Lex Luther.  "So, this is the little human causing all the havoc in my realm,' silky smooth voice came from his mouth. It was mesmerizing, captivating, and utterly frightening. I wanted to run from the room right then and there. Mouse caught in a trap. 

Feeling a hand rest on my knee, gave me a squeeze. Mike was not looking at me but warning me not to move or say anything. I have no idea what turned off his idiot meter, but I was thankful. Giving his hand a squeeze back to let him know I understood. Feeling his hand leaving my knee, I grabbed onto it quickly. HIs slight smile left his hand there, but that little smile got the big bad wolfs attention.

"Oh Michael how wonderful you survived. I can see by your smile that this little human is having an effect on you." Turning briefly with his tone filled disappointed gaze at Hal, "That seems to be going around." King rose from his throne and was making his way to the end of the table. Mike's hand quickly was removed. "Ah, what do we have here?" King said as if he was bored already.

A bright violet mist went creeping towards Mike's chest. 'Hal really did a number on you, my boy."  Mist went in like a blade carving him out and Mike screamed. Sweat was popping up on his forehead. Golden threads were coming from his chest attached to the violet mist. "Oh, I see what you were doing Hal. Locked his magic in." Then misty scissors appeared before me, and the threads were cut. BAM

Blue bubble appeared around Mike and he glowed like a lightbulb in a dark room. Yellow fire was shooting from every part of his body. Wings of flames came off his back. Goosebumps. If you were seeing an angel before you. It was breathtaking. His golden eyes opened and the next moment, he fell to floor in a starting line formation. The yellow flexed like Neo in the Matrix after he became The One. Wow. Scary but wow. 

Looking behind me to the door, the butler was buckling his knees, "Sire. I cannot contain him."  King states, "Oh Alfred let him go." Butler passed out right on the floor with a thump. No one moved to help him. Everyone in the room was stunned, except Hal. Catching his eye, he knew. He knew his brother contained power but still put him in the human world. Why? 

"How delightful. I knew your mother, the most powerful dragon in the fairy realm would produce not produce with my superior sperm in every way...a dud." Now putting his pointer finger to his chin, the violet mist appeared once more. My body jerked away, just waiting for him to take my life right then and there. Fear coursing through my body. Shaking started. A soft invisible touch that made me feel safe. Kind of going into a hot tub when you feel freezing. Not sure who here is helping me right now but grateful. Putting a serene mask on. 

The strike came without warning to Anna. Violet mist was choking her. "A daughter who lies to me. Your king. You told me, Michael had no power. You put your very powerful brother in danger." Her face was turning red. No one was getting up. No one was doing anything. "Stop!" I stood up, put my hands up and a feeling of power coursed through me. Rainbow colors shot from my hand to the mist, and it dissolved. Anna was gasping. Tears leaking down her eyes. 

Looking down at my hands like foreign objects. Then around the room to a mix bag of reactions. Mostly, not great; sympathy, surprise, envy, and sadness. "See. I told you Hal. She must die." Putting his hands up, putting my head down, I heard the door open behind me and a voice said, "Touch her and all of you will...WILL BE DEAD!" Indigo lite the room up. Every corner person was stuck in place with the bluish flame around them.  

No mist surrounded me, but my ears must be deceiving me; no, it cannot be. I looked towards the door and said, "Regina." Then all faded away to nothingness.