Spring of the Cursed Fae

Spring of the Cursed Fae LAND OF THE FAE: BOOK TWO L.P. DOVER Contents Fae Family Trees Land of the Fae Courts Different Types of Fae 1. Lia 2. Lia 3. Bayleon 4. Lia 5. Bastian 6. Lia 7. Lia 8. Bayleon 9. Lia 10. Lia 11. Bayleon 12. Lia 13. Lia 14. Lia 15. Bastian 16. Lia 17. Lia 18. Lia 19. Bayleon 20. Lia 21. Lerissa 22. Lia 23. Lia 24. Lia 25. Lia 26. Lia 27. Lia 28. Bayleon 29. Lia Land of the Fae Series Forever Fae Series About the Author Also by L.P. Dover All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written consent from the author. Copyright 2023 by L.P. Dover Editor: Yvette Rebello Cover Design by: Dark City Designs Created with Vellum Fae Family Trees Land of the Fae Courts Different Types of Fae Winter fae – native to the Land of the Fae Spring fae - native to the Land of the Fae Summer fae - native to the Land of the Fae Fall fae - native to the Land of the Fae Shadow fae – offspring of Alasdair and various fae women. They were created to bring war to the Land of the Fae. Dark fae – those who were cast out of the Land of the Fae/ones who turned their magic dark. Can be from either Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall. Half fae – part fae/part mortal Chapter 1 Lia I could sense them . . . both of them. Bayleon and Bastian were close, but I couldn’t see them. The wind blew through the wisteria trees, making the blue and purple petals dance in the air as they fell from their vines. It almost looked like snow billowing all around me. Stopping in the middle of the grove, I held my breath and scanned my surroundings, squinting against the sun. It was bright overhead, and I could feel its rays beaming down on my skin, only it wasn’t hot in the Spring Court, not like it was in the Summer Court. Every now and again we’d get a rainstorm, and it didn’t matter where I was, I always made my way outside to enjoy every second of it. It was my own tradition, which I planned on upholding when I became queen of my court. I breathed in quietly and stepped toward two interlocking wisteria trees; they were wide enough to allow Bayleon and Bastian to hide behind them and not be seen. Ever so slowly, I closed the distance and placed a hand on my sword hilt, ready to unsheathe it within a moment’s notice. But when I stepped around the massive trunk, they weren’t there. I had a feeling they wouldn’t be; it was too easy. Everything was quiet except for the wind and the melodic chirping of a group of yellow warblers above me. They were native to the mortal realm, but someone in my court loved them so much they brought them to the Land of the Fae. Was it forbidden to bring over animals not native to our land? No, but there was always a risk they wouldn’t survive. I inherited an affinity for nature and animals from my mother, meaning I could understand creatures in ways no other fae could. The warblers were much happier here than in the mortal realm. Their chirps sounded like gleeful laughs as they bounced along the branches, making more wisteria petals fall on me. But soon, their song changed its tune. It turned into a warning . . . someone was near, but I already knew that. Bayleon and Bastian’s presence felt like a warm blanket wrapping around me. I didn’t have to worry about anything with them nearby. When they offered to be my protectors, I knew I didn’t need them. My mother and father had trained me to fight and take care of myself since the day I could walk. It was more as if I wanted Bayleon and Bastian to be close. They were part of the Tyvar—a group of handsome fae men cursed with the power of seduction, able to enthrall any woman with just a simple glance into their captivating midnight-blue eyes. Most of the Tyvar didn’t see it as a curse, but Bayleon and Bastian did. When my mother met them many years ago, she helped them see there was more to life. The others enjoyed luring in women and pleasuring them until they died. That was why Bayleon and Bastian left their home in the Mystical Forest to live in the Spring Court, vowing never to enthrall any women in my court. The penalty was death if they did. They wanted to change, and my mother believed they could. Of all their years in the Spring Court, they haven’t yet slipped up once. Being a royal, I was immune to their powers, so it wasn’t their magic that had gripped me; it was something else, something forbidden. I’ve kept the truth hidden deep within the confines of my soul for the past seven years, ever since they became my protectors. The only problem was it was becoming harder to live with that secret with each passing day. I was in love with both men—made more complicated by the fact they were twin brothers. I couldn’t have them both, and there was no way I could choose between them. And because of that, my heart would forever be doomed. The ache in my chest grew, but I forced it away. I couldn’t let anything distract me, not when this was my final test. I didn’t need to prove to anyone that I could be queen and protect my people, but I did want to prove it to myself. I’d been able to thwart Bayleon and Bastian’s attacks for the past year; it was the one