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He was fairly certain he would rather wish to cease to exist!

So, he kept a force of Dark Magic surrounding him as he evaded their efforts to find hi fro free until he could find a way to accomplish his plans

He was pleased with his efforts thus far He had given the circles around theuise his scent He was nearly impossible to track

He thought of Gaiscioch—Gais, as nothing in the end but a mad fool Gais had become obsessed, and that obsession had ruled his actions Now Gais was dead It hat Pestale had planned for the Seelie traitor all along He had just been biding his time, but then the Seelie Fae put an end to him

Pestale felt so hted and not driven by obsession While it was of para brothers, he would not give up all for them

It was as simple as that He would do what he could—he would leave no avenue untraveled, no corner unturned in his efforts to free them—but should a choice have to be made, he would always choose self-interests first

If he had to choose between his freedom and theirs, he could and would forsake them

He’d often thought about himself in this wild Huood or evil—and had concluded that he was not evil The Seelie Fae had labeled him as such, but he’d decided that his actions were reasonable He was, after all, a superior being, a Royal, and just as huht to do the same—and there were so many he considered them no more than insects

However, a coun thehe had never knoas possible for him to feel

She had stood there in thethe close of Gais’s o days ago Her flaly beautiful face Her ical aura and her delicious scent wafted to hi from her—was it emotion?—yes, he felt the vibes of her uncontrolled emotions, and he couldn’t look away from her

And then he saw the child—a boy on the ground—and the Dark Fae creature, one of his own in fact, retreating from her She didn’t take the time to chase and kill it Instead, she said the child’s name and bent to him

He watched as she enacted the Féth Fiada and rendered herself and the child invisible to the crush of people running in all directions Although a Dark Fae, Pestale was a Fae, and the Féth Fiada had no effect on him

He frowned, wondering why she had not given chase to her enemy—the Dark Fae who ran for its life As a Seelie Fae, she should have run the creature to earth, yet she stayed with the unconscious boy

The beauty intrigued him In fact—he could not look away

He stood unblinking as he watched her, mesmerized by her loveliness and the force of her ‘erace in her lines and her movement He saw her vitality There was purpose about her, an aura that gloith her essence—and he knew h