“How did you do it?” he demanded, voice sharper than a pirate’s sword.
It took my fingernails tearing into the flesh of my palms for me to lift my gaze to his. Instantly, I was sorry I did.
Moons no more, his eyes raged like waves battering cliffs, and I knew I was staring into the endless dangerous pits of a Malis. A God to fear above all others—a God who only brought destruction and fed off the terror and souls of humans.
This broad-shouldered, stony-faced, blazing-eyed God couldn’t be further from a Mitis if we wore the bones of the dead he’d made.
Of course, I always knew Prince Poison was a cruel, malevolent God. But that spark of hope that foolishly lingered inside of me was thwarted faster than I could take in a sharp breath.
“I …” My teeth bit down on my lip hard enough to draw beads of blood.
It wasn’t my words that failed me. It was my courage. Somewhere back on the ship, it took sail on the winds and left me behind to fend for myself.
Malis were the most unforgiving and vicious. They created so much death that there were isles and villages lost to the memories of them. So when they created life, like Jasper—his aniel—it was more precious than the stardust walls caging me in.
Finally, I managed a deep, rattling breath and felt the heat of tears on my cheeks.
“I … don’t kn-n-ow.” I shuddered my words. “It just … happened.”
The Prince studied me for a heartbeat, and I heard every click of a giant, tall clock by the wall.
Click.
Click.
Click.
His hand reached out slowly. So slowly that it seemed he savoured the rise of my fear with every click of the clock.
He’s enjoying this.
His gloved hand came so close that I quickly caught scent of the fresh leather wrapped around his fingers. Silver winked at me from his fingertips—razor sharp nails, pinned into the gloves.
I wondered if they wore the poison he was so feared for. Or were they ordinary weapons to him, and he saved death by a single touch for his especially loathed enemies?
After all, to him I was just a village thief, dressed in a scarlet woman’s clothes.
A shaky breath hitched in my throat as his fingertips reached my chin. Surprisingly, his touch was gentle. Then he dragged the tip of a silver nail along my skin.
The ferocity of his eyes kept my gaze locked and my body stiff. The nail lowered—down my pulsing throat, slower than the clock’s ticking.
“I can tear your throat out right here,” he said, his voice a hushed whisper of threats and spilled blood. “I could kill you a thousand different ways where you sit.”
The nail cut deeper. Blood beaded, then spilled down my front, over my breasts. I choked on a whimper.
“Now tell me everything.”
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Author Notes
Thank you so, so much for reading and (hopefully!) enjoying the Feared Fables Anthology series. It is now at a close and I will be moving onto GODS AND MONSTERS, and finishing the final book in the GLASS QUEENDOM DUOLOGY. I hope you stick around for the journey!
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Klarissa
Feared Fables Box Set: Dark and Twisted Fairy Tale Retellings, (Feared Fables Box Sets Book 1) Page 48