A Prince So Cruel by Ingrid Seymour EPUB & PDF – Details About
- Author: Ingrid Seymour
- Genre: Sword & Sorcery Fantasy, Epic Fantasy
- Publish Date: December 1, 2022
- Size: 1MB
- Format: PDF / EPUB
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The Fae realm was supposed to be safe for humans. Yet, here I was,
backed into a corner, facing three snarling males.
My heart hammered out of control, and my messenger bag hung heavily
from my shoulder. It was full of the healing ingredients I bought at Yalgrun’s
Wares a moment ago, supplies I couldn’t get back home.
Just a few hours ago, I’d left my condo in St. Louis, walked to Forest Park
from my house on Art Hill Ave, and traced my transfer rune on the wooden
railing of Steinberg Bridge. The Fae rune was a symbol assigned only to me,
which granted me passage to Elf-hame, specifically to a trading post in the
small, bustling town of Pharowyn, a town I’d visited safely a thousand times.
But now, in front of me, was the evidence that the sense of security I’d felt
during my previous visits was as false as my nonna’s teeth. If only I’d sensed
something was wrong, I might have returned home and wouldn’t be facing
the chilling looks of the three very tall, very buff Fae who were eyeing me as
if I was about to become their next meal.
Suddenly, I felt as if I were in no-man’s-land and not the fairyland that
maintained a diplomatic relationship with my realm.
“What do you want?” I demanded, as my back hit the wall behind me.
They didn’t respond.
I tried to run out of the tightening circle they’d formed, but the male to my
right—a Fae whose pointed ears were quite visible thanks to his platinum-
blond cropped hair—blocked me.
“I’ll scream if you don’t let me pass,” I threatened.
The male on the left smirked. He had skin the color of mahogany and eyes
like warm honey. His face was framed by a couple of long braids that fell
from his otherwise short, coiled hair. A glint in his gaze told me no one
would help me, no matter how loudly I screamed.
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