Click to Purchase: Prince in the Mist
Fact one: By tradition and treaty, Fae do not interfere with the human world—it is against the rules.
Fact two: For a Royal Fae prince who suffers from the ennui of immortality, watching and interacting with humans—especially lovely, spirited human females—can be entertaining.
Fact three: When entertainment changes to affection, and affection becomes love, rules will be broken.
~ Prologue ~
Rule Breaking!
IF YOU HAVE read the Legend post, then I need no introduction, but for those of
you who haven’t, I will give you a brief description of who and what I am.
I am a Royal Fae Prince of the Tuatha Dé Danaan. I am a Council member (although I
rarely attend the boring meetings). I am, as a Seelie Fae, well over six feet six inches and
taller than most male Fae, who are as a race quite unusually tall and warrior built.
My dark blonde hair is long, and I usually slick it back and keep it tethered at the back
of my neck with leathers. My eyes are silver, my face chiseled and, I have been told, very
handsome.
I wear a gold torque with the etchings of my Royal House, Dagda. I like tattoos and
wear a band of Celtic knots and ancient runes around my biceps.
What is really important is this: I adore humans, especially female humans.
That gets me into all kinds of trouble with my Queen Aaibhe, who feels my
interactions with humans are a break from our treaty and an infringement on the rules of
Destiny.
I can’t help it—and I don’t want to. I have discovered a passion for watching humans,
but it wasn’t until Robert of Bruce began to take hold of Scotland that I became
involved …
Ah, but those were wild, hot times, just like I like them.
And the women—ah, and the women!