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Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 18 : Taking Care of Business
*Fynn*It was a relief to see my men. It was clear that they had questions, but they were too polite to ask them in front of Sage. It was the first time I'd seen them present any sort of manners actually. I couldn't help but wonder how long that would last."I'm wearing thin. What else do we need to get done today?" Ragnar announced, bracing his forearms on the table."I think Sage needs a mount of her own. I'm tired of sharing Alastor," I said. I'd been considering what I wanted to get for her. She would probably be more comfortable on a horse of her own. I didn't want to get her something too fast or powerful, but I wanted her to be able to get away in an emergency. I had an idea of what to get, I just had to find it."Are you sure she hasn't already had a mount of her own?" Ronan asked, one eyebrow raised and a dangerous smile on his lips."You're disgusting," I dismissed. I glanced at Sage, surprised to see that she was ignoring the comment completely. I was used to he
Last Updated : 2024-09-11Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 19 : Road Crew
*Sage*Supper last night was quiet. I felt like the men were trying to get a feel for me, working to try and decide how they felt about me. I wasn't sure if Fynn ever told them the truth about the nature of our relationship, but they were friendly enough.I slept hard, though I woke several times to the sound of loud crashing outside of our tavern room. Fynn had made a wall of linens and pillows between us, which was a difficult message to interpret. I couldn't decide if he was trying to put some new boundary between us, or if he was concerned I might be upset with him about the situation the previous night.I tried not to dwell on it this morning as we all prepared to leave. I had a breakfast of some sort of sweet pastry and fresh berries, and I felt surprisingly invigorated by it. I was also excited to go and see my very own horse.As a child, I'd always loved horses, but they were expensive and not exactly in my budget, or my mother's for that matter. Here, they were practic
Last Updated : 2024-09-11Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 20 : Consequences
"How did you know to order that?" I grinned at him. "That guy sent me the first one," I told him, pointing to the man at the bar."The first one? You've had more than one?" Fynn demanded."Maybe." I giggled, feeling better than I'd felt in years.Fynn stormed off to confront the man at the bar. I watched him grab the man by the collar of the shirt. It was such a masculine gesture, the way he got in the man's face snarling and demanding. I licked my lips, enjoying the sight.The man at the bar pointed over to Ragnar, and I turned to see what Ragnar was doing now. He was sitting at a table with the two girls from earlier, one sitting on each of his massive thighs. One of the girls was running a hand along his face, and the other was kissing his neck. Ragnar winked at Fynn, who glared in response.Fynn released the stranger at the bar, stomping back over to where I sat. Fynn grabbed all of the pints of beer left in front of us, downing the last bits of each one."Ew, Fynn,
Last Updated : 2024-09-11Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 21 : Ballastrad
Fynn and I didn't talk about what happened the night before. I felt like I should be embarrassed about how I had acted, but I couldn't make myself feel ashamed. The tension between us had been building for too long. It was some of the best sex I'd had in my entire life.We got ready in relative silence, but Fynn seemed to be in a chipper mood for once. I didn't want to feel too self-assured, but it did make me feel a little better that my notoriously grumpy guide just so happened to be in a better mood since we had sex the night before. Really good sex.When we made it down to the tavern, Ronan and Ragnar were already at the same table from last night, though they were both holding their heads in their hands."Rough night?" Fynn asked, pulling out a chair and sitting down hard in it.I sat down across from him, looking between the men. "Where's Magnus?" I asked."No one knows." Ronan shrugged."Only the gods know," Ragnar grumbled at the same time.Fynn grinned, and I ret
Last Updated : 2024-09-11Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 22 : Making Camp
*Fynn*The green and gold tent always seemed gaudy to me. I would have been just fine in one of the tan canvas tents that my soldiers stayed in, or at the very most, in one of the moss-colored tents that my commanders stayed in. Many of my men insisted that I stay in the lavish green monstrosity though, and I quit fighting it years ago.I liked the fact that they built pens for the horses so close by though. Alastor was more loyal than a dog, and I liked being able to keep him near me. It was comforting to do most of his care myself, as I trusted my ability to know what he needed way more than I did the stable hands when we were traveling through town.We all dismounted, taking the tack off our horses and placing it in trunks by their pen. The horses were turned loose once we had them secured behind a fence. They seemed to divide themselves into two groups—the horses that went straight to the water trough, and the ones who took the opportunity to roll in the sparse grass.I fel
Last Updated : 2024-09-11Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 23 : New Normal
*Sage*I wanted to ask more questions. I wanted to demand that he tell me exactly what the hell just happened, but I couldn't really make the words form.The image of the woman who appeared in the mist was practically seared into my mind. She was an ethereal beauty, the kind of person that fashion magazines would photoshop their models to try and look like. Her features were sharp and fine, with the sort of look about her that made me jealous down to my core.I didn't know if she even had access to makeup, so I wasn't sure if that was her natural beauty or not, but I felt incredibly inadequate as I was. Her lashes were full and long, her lips a pale pink that seemed to be the exact perfect nude shade that every makeup brand was going for. She had brilliant blue eyes the color of cornflowers, and long, blonde hair that flowed like water past her shoulders and down her back.And she had some sort of romantic history with Fynn.I still felt like a fool for the way I had thrown m
Last Updated : 2024-09-11Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 24 : Service
The sun was high overhead before I decided to drag myself out of bed. It was the clattering of armor that woke me up, and it was just a little too warm to stay under the furs any longer.There was a wash basin in front of a mirror with clean water in it. I used it to wash my face and do my best to get a little cleaner. I wasn't sure if Fynn left it for me because I was starting to gross him out, or because he finally understood how much I valued being able to get clean, but either way, I appreciated it.I sort of hoped that it was because I had finally gotten too gross for him to tolerate. He needed to know what the consequences of his decisions were. If he didn't want to trust me, fine, but it meant that I was going to be so grimy and disgusting that he couldn't stand to share a bed with me. Maybe he'd kick me out of the bed though, and I hated that idea.Grabbing my dress from the rack, I pulled it over my head and cinched up the silver belt around my waist. If I could at least
Last Updated : 2024-09-11Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 25 : After the Battle
*Fynn*I marched back through the camp. I had chosen to let Alastor rest today, but I missed being mounted on the battlefield. We had seen some success, but I no longer got excited over small victories. I'd been in wars for nearly a century, there was nothing new to me here. We would gain ground, only to lose it in the following battle, or the following weeks, or months, or years. There were no long-term wins or losses.Still, there was a certain adrenaline rush about coming off the field for the day that I found difficult to fight off. It surged through my veins and had my thoughts clouded. I used to join my soldiers for bare-knuckle boxing afterward to take the edge off, but I wasn't in the mood for that tonight. I could hear them already chanting the names of the men who tended to win the matches, the way they stomped their feet and yelled from around their makeshift boxing ring.I ignored it, marching back through the camp toward my tent. Ragnar and Magnus had come back early
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Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 50 : Whatever Comes Next
I was familiar with the concept of a receiving line. I wasn't sure if it was a custom here or not, but it didn't take long at all for a line to form outside of the chapel."Congratulations, we couldn't be more excited for you," a couple of tiny pixies congratulated us."Thank you. And thank you for honoring us with your attendance," Fynn told them."Yes, thank you," I agreed, not at all prepared for a situation like this. I didn't have his skills with people. He always knew what to say to someone and most of the time I was left stammering.There was a steady stream of people, and I started feeling like I was getting the hang of what to say to them. Most of the time, I just recycled something I heard Fynn say to someone else, but people really just seemed to appreciate being acknowledged and spoken to kindly.Every now and then, there would be a few people who seemed less than thrilled at my presence. A lot of them were women who were clearly attracted to Fynn, and that was un
Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 49 : Bonding Ceremony
It only took a couple of weeks for Magnus to make his way back. He'd been planning a return trip to meet with Fynn anyway, so it wasn't difficult for him to extend his stay for a couple of days.The day that Magnus and his company marched into the city was bitterly cold, but the sky was blue and the soft, fluffy clouds that floated on the wind looked like cotton candy. There was celebration and triumph, music playing, and banners waving as they rode into the city.There had been nearly consistent celebration since the end of the war. For nearly a month now, there had been feasts, dances, speeches, and parties. Fynn and I had attended almost every one of them. Fynn had even hosted a few himself, introducing me to all of the families that helped him rule over his domain. The Woodland Court covered a surprising amount of territory, and people came from all over to celebrate victory with Fynn.Now that Fynn ruled Water Court too, it was expansive. He would need help organizing a new
Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 48 : Strange Magic
"I have a request," Fynn told Ragnar.Ragnar grunted at him, taking a long sip from the warm drink in his hands. I had learned it was their equivalent of coffee here, but I couldn't quite get on board with it. It sort of tasted like hot dirt to me. Ragnar, however, appeared to survive off it."What do you need, brother?" Ragnar finally said after swallowing down probably half the mug."Sage and I have decided we'd like to do a bonding ceremony," Fynn started.Ragnar's eyes widened, and a broad smile split across his face. I was starting to believe he wasn't as much of a grump as he wanted the world to believe. He got to his feet so fast that his chair clattered to the floor and he practically tackled Fynn as he tugged him into a bear hug."This is perfect!" Ragnar cheered. "Do the others know?""We just decided a couple of days ago. We need someone to do our tattoos for us," Fynn explained as Ragnar put him back on the ground."I would be honored," Ragnar beamed. "When? W
Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 47 : Tying Ties
Fynn released all the tension in the reins, letting Alastor gallop full force back to the manor. I slid my hands up Enbarr's neck and let him follow after, praying that he could follow Alastor well enough to not encounter any holes or tripping hazards on his way.The glee that filled the air felt like fireflies, even in the chill that came with the end of autumn. The bridge across the moat that surrounded Fynn's manor made an echoing rumble as we raced across it, and I could barely contain my excitement anymore.Alastor slowed as the road turned from dirt to gravel, and Enbarr followed his lead. I tried to drink in all the sights as we arrived, but there was too much to look at.Intricately carved wooden signs decorated the castle, with a handful of silk banners. The stables were a stunning feat of engineering and architecture, with stone arches and warm-toned wood and wrought iron. There were kennels filled with beautiful baying hounds, and a few dairy cows lowing and chewing cu
Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 46 : Woodland Manor
*Sage*I had about a thousand questions for Fynn. He had clearly known that something would be happening on the battlefield, but what had played out before our eyes had been the last thing I expected. When Evangeline's body crashed to the ground, sword still protruding from her chest, there was a flash of light that seared around us, and the world seemed brighter.Someone asked if we should give chase to the Water Court troops, but we were commanded to hold the line. When Fynn finally signaled for us to go back to camp, there was a sort of war whooping and victory cry like I had never heard before.A few battalions were held back to help Fynn take over the Water Court and claim it for himself, subduing the fleeing forces and helping them understand that there would be new leadership. Magnus was among the captains of the chosen battalions, and I wondered what that would be like for him. Would it be bittersweet, or trigger some tragic memory? I wanted to make sure we checked on him
Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 45 : Falling Apart
I barely got any sleep after I returned to the tent. My mind spun with all sorts of possibilities and questions I didn't plan to ask. I knew though, that as far as sunrise was concerned, I needed to call a meeting first thing in the morning with my captains.I summoned a messenger from one of the nearby tents and had him work through the network of messengers to make sure that anyone who would need to know anything would be at the meeting in the morning. I laid awake and pondered how I would explain what was happening to my men, and I had to accept that they may just have to trust me.There were plenty of men who believed I was still young and untested. That felt ridiculous after a century at the helm, but compared to some of these ancient warriors, I was a young buck. I hoped that at hundreds of years old, I would still be that fighting fit, but their experience meant that they liked to push me at every turn and force me to explain every choice and call I made.Sometimes, I just
Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 44 : Midnight Meetings
*Fynn*It was the dead of the night. I could tell by the sinister red glow exactly who had summoned me from my sleep, and I was instantly short-tempered. It had been almost a full week of accompanying Sage into battle, and my nerves were nearly shot.She was surprisingly handy in battle, and so I was thankful for that matter. She had developed a skill for healing, and Magnus and Ronan had really started helping her latch onto that. She was starting to be able to heal more and more impressive wounds, and sometimes even from short distances.Still, that didn't stop me from worrying about her every day as we rode out. I should be returning to the frontlines soon, but I was struggling to leave her behind, and there was no way I'd be taking her with me.The men were developing a respect and reverence for her that bordered on religious fervor. It was a strange thing to witness, and I wondered if they would ever see me that way. I was no saint, and I certainly was less capable when it
Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 43 : Battle Hardened
*Sage*It was a week after the incident with Evangeline that Fynn woke me up early."Come on, get up," he urged, a hint of genuine excitement in his voice.I scrubbed the sleep out of my eyes and attempted to look him in the face. It was early, dark enough in the tent that I was having trouble seeing him at all. I sat up, dragging myself into the cold morning air. He at least had a new set of clothes delivered so that I had some more weather-appropriate outfits and even my own suit of armor. What he intended for me to do with it, I wasn't sure, but I was proud to have it."What's going on?" I asked."Today's the day," he said proudly.My heart must have stopped beating in my chest. I felt like the whole world froze at that moment, and I wasn't sure how to get the world to start spinning again."The day for what?" I hissed, but I already knew the answer."You want to see battle, let's do it. You're coming with us today," Fynn announced.I practically leapt out of bed.
Falling for my Fae Captor Chapter 42 : Meetings
*Fynn*Something was off. I could feel it as soon as I woke up. There was a heavy mist in the air that crept under the sides of the tent. It was sticky and unseasonably warm. It smelled like citrus and gardenias, a sickly sort of smell that I would have recognized anywhere.Sage was snoring softly, quiet breaths slipping past her full lips. I smiled and rolled over to kiss her on the cheek. I would surprise her with a new wardrobe today, and it should be delivered any time after the morning post-call.I was going to be late for it if I didn't get going. Post-call meant we all had to be in our places and ready to go, and it would look bad for the commander of this whole damn outfit if I didn't make it in a timely fashion.Someone else knew that too, which was why I suspected the smoke show was appearing at this moment in time.I dragged myself out of bed and started to get dressed, doing my best to ignore the heavily perfumed smell of the mist and fog that was continuing to fi
