002. Danger in Sight

I WAS HUNTING SOME SNAKES TO MAKE A STEW with the vegetables I found, on the west side of the forest near the lake when I sense a dangerous smell.

Sweet but addictive, mixed with a bit of sweat and a touch of that metallic smell of blood.

Away too dangerous.

At the same moment, I sense a presence nearby.

A fae male.

I run away, trying to reach the treehouse the faster I could.

I just pick two snakes, but it'll hold well until tomorrow dusk.

I'm a nocturnal person, cuz the moon it's my favorite thing in the world and I don't work well in sunlight.

But this isn't a big difference living here, once the faes are nocturnal people. I'm liking or not, this is their territory, they know this better than me.

Even if just a little bit better.

Now I think I'm safe.

That bastard won't reach here.

I climb the tree in a faster way, then I locked the door with something I've made three years ago and I'd put the dead snakes in the cauldron, which already was with water and the vegetables.

And then, using my wrath of fire, I started to cook my precious stew.

In the beginning, it was kinda hard to get used to cooking snakes, squirrels, and rabbits.

Once in the deers and the moose are in the part of the forest that it's near the civilization, to my unhappiness.

But I grew accustomed and now the stew of snakes and vegetables are my favorite.

I was startled by the sound of breaking branches near the treehouse.

How the hell did I not notice someone approaching?

Gods damn it.

My eyes went to Nacht, my Katana, and I take her in a fast move.

Without erasing the fire who was cooking my precious stew, I assume an attack stance.

Opting to move faster than this devilish fae, open my door and jumping from the treehouse to the ground.

Thank gods, I fall into the ground but in a beautiful position.

My heartbeat accelerates with the perspective of seeing someone after so many years alone.

But with anxiety for the fight.

I cannot deny that I like fighting, but since I had to take care of myself and be alone, I forgot how was feeling.

When my eyes met with the taller fae, my instincts had gone wild.

I clenched my teeth and before I've even noticed, I had growled at him like a savage animal.

What the hell is wrong with me?

"Hello, little one, could you, please, tell me what the hell are you doing in this little treehouse, all alone and far away from civilization? Ah, and with a Katana!"

His voice resonated in my bones, at the same time it was ridiculous sensual, and persuasive, it was savage and strong.

What the hell am I thinking?

I didn't think that the rumor about the fae having a persuasive presence and voice was true, but in the end, it was. I hated.

"That's not of your business, fae!"

He gave me a pretentious smile, which makes me feel angry at him.

I hated that smiled.

"Well, you're in our territory, so I do think this is my business."

I want to punch him in the face.

"I don't care about what do you think. Just get away from me if you don't want to fight!"

I said with a threatening and firm voice.

"I liked you."

What the...

"What are you doing here?"

"That's my line, little witch."

A shiver passed on my whole body, but I didn't show.

"Oh, did you think I wouldn't notice? That's funny. In the beginning, I was a little confused cuz you don't smell like any witch I ever met. So, for a second, I thought you were from a different race, but no, you're a witch. Not a normal one, I can tell. I still don't know why you're different, but it doesn't change your race."

How did he notice that shit so fast?

"Cool, you're smart, and?"

I provoked.

"I can sense the smell of snake stew and vegetables, so I think that you living here just had to eat a lot of snakes. So I do think you had acquired their poison."

I wish I could hold a dagger made of ash in my hands to kill this bastard, but I cannot once this shit can also kill me.

"Why don't you go to hell?"

"Thanks for inviting me to your home, but no."

I pointed Nacht to his ridiculous beautiful face and a savage smile had appeared on his lips.

"I can see that I cannot read your thoughts, I like it. But do you know why I cannot read them?"

I tightened my grip on the katana handle and his eyes went to my hands.

"You worked hard, didn't you, little witch? You don't have a lady's hands but they're still beautiful."

"So the rumors said that the faes couldn't lie, I almost believed, now I think it was all bullshit."

"Well, yeah, we can lie. But I didn't lie, cuz I do think you have beautiful hands."

He spoke with an irritating sincerity.

"So.. why don't you answer my question, little witch?"

"What question?"

I spoke through clenched teeth, still on the defensive.

"Okay, I had made a lot of questions. So, first of all, do you know why I cannot read your thoughts?"

I rolled my eyes.

"I don't know exactly, but it's something related to my parents. This is just one of the peculiarities that resulted in them having a daughter together."

He bit his lip and assumed a thoughtful expression, something that I hated.

"Interesting. So, you the daughter of a rare combination, hm.. this explains why your smell is so different from the other witches I met."

"I'm not interested in those things."

He smiled wickedly and looked into my eyes.

"Once I cannot read your mind, you cannot be controlled. That's very interesting indeed. I like peculiar things and you're very peculiar to me right now. I'm Kai, by the way."

Ridiculous.

"I don't care. And don't think I'll tell you my name, cuz this will never happen."

He shrugged still smiling and looking at me curiously.

"You're savage, aren't you? I won't kill just because you're a witch, you know that right?"

He spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, looking at Nacht as if wondering why the hell I was still pointing at his face.

"You didn't live close to civilization fearing that, just because we're fae we would kill you because you're a witch, right? Cuz you heard somewhere that we, fae, hated witches?!"

"You're just trying to make me let my guard down, so you'll try to kill me when I'm not on the defensive. I won't fall into your trap, you bastard."

"You are smart. But no. I'm just telling the truth. The fact that we can lie, doesn't mean that we're liars, skittish little girl. I can lie, but I don't have the necessity for it."

Oh, gods... I think I reached a weak point.

"If you won't kill me, get the hell away from me then."

I said, still pointing Nacht at his face.

"I could get away from here, but what can I say? I don't want to."

Why the hell is he smiling at me?

"Stop being a creepy, fae boy. Stop talking bullshit. Stop smiling at me as you know me. Stop doing this shit."

His face took on a contemplative expression, and I also hated it.

"You're also not falling in my Fae charm. That's so awesome, I've never met someone with this ability. It's like you're immune to me, that is indeed a really interesting fact, little witch. Can I call you that?"

"Don't call me a witch."

I growled.

His face took on a curious but almost sadistic expression.

I don't like it.

I think there's nothing on him that I like.

Every-fucking-thing scream as dangerous as hell.

"So, you don't like witches. This is curious. Why do you hate your race, little witch?"

Is this son of a bitch teasing me?

"Stop that. I don't like the way you talk. I don't like your smell. I don't like you. You're dangerous, I can sense it, I'm not afraid at all, but I don't like that. So get the hell away from me. Stop talking. Just, go!"

"Yes, I'm dangerous, but this is just a fact. Every fae is naturally dangerous. And I already told you that I don't wanna go. Why are you acting like this? We do not kill witches in this kingdom, I don't know how the fuck you didn't know that, but we don't kill witches. So get this shit away from my face, please. The fact that you're not afraid, it's what makes you more interesting, dear."

Why does he talk like this?

I hated.

"But everyone said they killed witches here, this is a fact."

His face took on a murderous expression.

"You're from that kingdom, aren't you? The Albtraum Kingdom. There's the only place that said this bullshit. They said that so the witches will prefer to live there than here, so then he can kill them eventually. We don't kill witches in the Dusk Kingdom, so stop talking shit."

The hate in his voice was undeniable.

"I'm indeed from that shitty kingdom. But I left when I was sixteen years, and I live here ever since."

"So, you hate the Witches Forest and the Albtraum Kingdom. Normally people just hate one of them, but you aren't normal. This is a good thing before you say something rude. I'll assume that your mom was killed by them, since she was a witch, right?"

I didn't say anything and he took this as an answer.

"I'm sorry about that. That bastard is a freaking witch boy and killed almost all the witches in his kingdom for pleasure. He disgusts me."

That I can see in his face.

Maybe he has a personal conflict with that bastard, which would be believable.

He was so tense that the static energy around us was almost palpable.