*Sage*Fynn was late getting back to the tent that night, and he left out early. I didn't know what had kept him out half the night, but I'd been asleep by the time he returned. I only knew he came back at all because I had awoken at one point in the night to get up and get some water.I wanted to consider all the options about what he could possibly have spent his time doing, but I was also afraid to. He was a handsome man, with lots of interested eyes following him everywhere he went. He could spend his time how he wanted to, I supposed. He wasn't beholden to me. In fact, I was still technically his captive, however willing my captivity may be.As the sun pulled high overhead, I was struggling to make myself do much of anything. I needed to get up and get moving for the day, maybe do some training of some sort, but I wanted to wallow. I wasn't sure where this intense feeling of dread was coming from, but I was worried that Fynn was losing interest in me.When we came out of t
"Any injuries, or anything exciting?" I asked though I was only half listening to him. I didn't know what his mood was about. I could only try so hard to uncover the source of his foul mood."Nothing good," he dismissed. He was struggling with the buckle on the left side of his armor, the same one that always seemed to give him trouble. I could take a pocket knife and make the holes for the buckle a little bigger, but I wondered if he'd let me touch it at all.I nodded to acknowledge that I'd heard him talk, but I couldn't muster much more of an answer.His foul mood had me concerned I was right about my worries this morning. I wondered if my luck had finally run out. Fynn was stunningly handsome, and he was probably regretting dragging someone like me along on his adventures. He was tired of me. I'd made myself too available to him, too desperate for his attention.I considered coming up with something to say. I could press and see if there was something deeper here, but the t
*Fynn*I could see the way Ragnar's massive hand wrapped around Sage's small one. I saw the way she gingerly pulled him toward her, helping him off the ground. I could see the evidence of her magic still lingering in the air, a smell like the coppery tang of blood.Charging toward them, I could hardly think straight. All I knew was that I saw red when I saw Ragnar come into contact with her.I'd been feeling off all day, having to leave early this morning to resist the boiling feeling that was bubbling under the surface of my skin. I wanted to stay, to hold Sage in my arms for an eternity, the way that I did each night. After my conversation with Sean, something tugged harder in my chest, a magnetic pull toward her that was getting more and more irresistible.It had messed with my mind, tearing me up all day. I was in a foul mood when I returned, and I felt so guilty for being short with Sage earlier that I didn't even try to stop her when she left. She should have left. She di
*Sage*"Sean told you about Sage's abilities?" Fynn asked, though the fury from earlier was snuffed out and he seemed much more reasonable now. He even looked like a different person again, less feral and on edge."He's been talking a lot about Sage. He seems to have some interesting theories about her. I didn't realize when you were being vague about where she came from, it was because you genuinely don't know," Magnus answered."Well, that's not exactly fair," Fynn deflected."I fell through a faerie ring. No matter how many people refuse to believe me, that's the truth," I interjected. It felt good to let the truth out, as much as I could understand of it. I trusted these men, even though Magnus had just revealed he'd been speaking an awful lot with a strange man who had a habit of just dropping in.Everyone turned to look at me, though they didn't seem to be in shock, or even that surprised, really."Tell them your grandmother's name," Magnus pushed.I frowned. Now we
I couldn't decide if they had finished for the day early or not on account of me, but I was too embarrassed to ask. Something about an entire war being put on hold for me was too much to handle, so I did my best to not think about it."Tell me what you're doing for your warm-ups," Ronan said, gesturing to the arena space that was now fully covered in moss."We just do a lap at a walk, then a trot, then a canter, in both directions." I stood in my stirrups, stretching my legs down and letting my heels drop low."Alright, that sounds like a good start. What are you doing during your practice time? Any particular skills you're trying to nail?" Ronan continued."Well, when I fell off yesterday, I was trying to teach myself to get over some jumps," I explained. The blush that burned my cheeks was inevitable. I didn't want to admit that I was struggling with any of this to Ronan, but I knew he was probably the best horseman in the group."Alright, put us up some jumps then, let's g
*Fynn*Fighting with Sage caused a strange series of emotions to wash through me, and I wanted to get back to the tent to sort them out. The adrenaline and close contact made me feel far less combative, and instead, much more motivated to do something else with our time.We ate a quick dinner, but we were a few days away from the next ration delivery wagon, so food was a little scant. It was a fine meal of more meat stew and some bread that was starting to go stale, but if you dipped the bread in the stew, it wasn't so bad.Sage seemed in a hurry to get back to the tent too, though it seemed more like she was tired.We excused ourselves from the campfire early and made our way into the safety of the green canvas tent. I lit a few of the candles and lanterns to provide us with some light. I wanted to talk with her, to tell her the truth about what I was feeling. After Ronan mentioned the word 'mate' yesterday, I spent nearly the entire day today considering what that could truly
*Sage*My eyes went wide. I felt like I should say something, anything, but the words didn't come. I wanted to tell him the truth of what I was feeling too, to open my heart and let words flow like water until I didn't feel so pent up anymore, but now they weren't coming."I'm sure it's a lot to process right now. And you don't have to say anything right away. I just, I wanted to explain why things have been strange lately," Fynn stated.I nodded, still searching for words that weren't forming. I watched the way he searched my face for some reaction. I wanted to reassure him, to tell him anything, but I was so surprised. I had been convinced just yesterday that he was growing tired of me. Everything had been such a whirlwind of emotions that I was having trouble processing."I see," I finally said.Fynn's face fell. I sat up on the bed, needing to clear my head enough to think straight."Fynn, I just … I don't know how this is supposed to work," I confessed."What do you
*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