Chapter Twenty Eight

Emily's POV 

“Well, why are you suddenly curious about me?” Fayne asked.

“I do know that there's something about you that should be known other than the fact that you're the King's hunter.”

Fayne ran his fingers through his hair.

“Why would you want to know anything about me other than the fact that I rescued you. It's not like you're going to live here forever.”

I swallowed. He had a point. I'd never thought that far ahead. I had nowhere to go so I had subconsciously taken this place as a home in my heart.

“You’re right, and I'm grateful for the opportunity to live here but I just want to know more about my saviour.”

“The only thing you need to know about me is that I'm Fayne and will forever be no matter what happens to me.”

“You are Fayne,”

I placed my hand on his cheek while staring into his eyes. After a long second, Fayne removed my hand from his face.

“Fine,” he said. “I'll tell you.”

“My parents were killed by wolves. Then I was rescued by a group of wolf hunters who taught me everything I know, but as it would turn out they also just wanted to use me. Thankfully the human King saw my talent and he sought to use me himself as a tool to get rid of the wolves. Fortunately, I don't have to show up to get rid of the wolves all the time. I have people that I command to do that for me.”

“I see.” I said, running my fingers through my hair.

“I'm sorry for your loss.” 

Fayne lifted his head so he was staring into my eyes.

“Well, it's okay now. I'm fine. I've lived long enough to not be phased by it anymore. There are some times I think about my late parents but I'm also content being by myself right now.”

“Right now you're not alone though.” I said, and he looked at me.

“What do you mean?”

I scratched the side of my head nervously. I was going to say that he had me by his side but that would probably be a lie because I didn't know what the future entailed. And I was keen on knowing it.

“Well, you have people by your side. From the other hunters you control you might have a few loyalists by your side.”

A smug side crossed Fayne's lips. “Maybe.”

I leaned back and sighed. 

Just at that moment, a man appeared from the woods and walked towards us.

“Fayne…”

Fayne turned back at me and looked at the man that was coming.

“It's okay. It's Liam Anderson, he sends me letters every two weeks.”

“My Lord,” the man said with a bow when he reached where Fayne was.

“Liam, you're here.” He said, and Liam nodded.

“You have some messages. Two from the palace and one from someone else.”

“Let's see it.”

Liam placed down the box in his hands and then looked at me.

“My Lord, this lady in front of you. S-she’s…”

“Someone I happen to know.” 

The moment Fayne said that, I felt my heart break a little. Despite every conversation that we had together. Did he still deem me less than a friend?

I smirked. Then his standards for friendship was a bit high. I was determined to meet it no matter what it took.

“Alright, My lord. Uh- should I wait for you to finish reading the leather before I report back to the palace?”

Fayne let out a breath.

“That's okay. Liam, you can rest a bit here.”

“No, I'm good standing.” Liam said.

“Don’t be a stranger,” Fayne said.

Liam looked at me and bowed slightly before sitting next to me.

Fayne gently opened the box and tore open the first letter. His eyes gleamed as he stared at the letter with courage and firmness.

“Fayne, what is it?” I asked.

“Could you get me a piece of paper and an ink from me in my bedroom, please Emily?”

I hesitated. Fayne just mentioned me as someone that he happened to know. Why did he trust me enough to ask me to get something for him in his room? 

“Emily?”

I snapped out of my thoughts. “O-of course, Fayne.”

I got up from the seat and walked into the house. I entered what seemed to be Fayne's bedroom and was daunted by how beautiful the bedroom looked. The curtains were sky blue and the compartments synced so beautifully. I adored it. Then I snapped out of it.

“Right, piece of paper and ink.”

I walked to the desk in the middle of the room containing some pieces of paper as well as some ink.

“There it is.” I said grabbing some pieces of paper as well as the ink. I was about to leave Fayne's bedroom when my eyes sighted a book from the back. I walked over to it and flipped through the pages. At the twenty fourth page, I saw a writing that was impactful.

Dear diary,

I have never felt so alone in my life. Although I witnessed the king's grace, there are many men who speak ill of me behind my back. There are many who would jump at the opportunity to kill me. I know I seem great as the King's hunter but to be honest, it is a burden for me because the king has put spies around me to get rid of me when the time is right. I have no queen yet. And I don't intend to. It would be putting her through a lot. And I find it best for me to be alone.

                                         Fayne.

I shut the diary and placed it back where I found it. It was too much for me to read Fayne's diary. He wouldn't appreciate it.

I walked out of the room and headed outside where I heard Fayne and Liam in a heated conversation.

“I would never do something like that!” Fayne said while slamming his fists onto the table.