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once been buzzing with his species. The short
walk gave his wings a much-needed rest but they were still damp. He frowned as
he turned into the designated room.
    Instantly
his skin prickled and a shiver worked its way up his body. Humans were here.
His pulse hitched, hands fisted. His hatred for them seemed to grow more every
day. All the humans were in the large glass room that he was supposed to enter.
With focus on each breath, he settled for leaning against the doorframe. Though
his body appeared relaxed and carefree, sweat beaded his skin. Besides the
humans, nearly every fairy left in existence was in the room. It looked like he
stumbled into the middle of a rainbow with all the wings fluttering. Green and
yellow wings belonged to Wick, Mord was sky blue, and Brielle’s white wings
stood out like an angel in their presence. Mord and Brielle had been mates for
years but they were obviously drifting apart. Keyn noticed it by the way
Brielle leaned into the tall warrior and Mord stood stiff. Flance’s brown wings
were beside Bray’s red and brown wings. They were hugging and their hands were
roaming each other’s bodies. Those two were like rabbits on crack.
    Thame
stood closest, his wings bright gold with the slight tint of red along the
edges. The coloring was the effect of having his wings cut off by the trolls a
few weeks ago. Thank the Goddess for Brielle’s healing abilities or else they’d
all be in trouble. He stood next to his human mate, Breena. She seemed to
brighten up his mood and then there was Abigail. The child who used to play
with him was now an old woman, grandmother to Breena.
    The
room was packed. The glass walls and ceilings did nothing to open the space
when there were this many occupants. There was also one fairy missing.
    “Where’s
Whisper?” If the moody fairy did not have to come, why should he?
    Thame
turned to face him while his arm rested around Breena’s shoulders. “You know
the blue freak. He does what he wants.” There was a small grin on his face at
the quip.
    Though
his lips parted, Keyn didn’t respond. He felt human eyes shift to look at him.
His wings fluttered nervously and a quick look told him it was the queen
herself. The floor was suddenly the most interesting thing on the planet and he
was quite content to stare at it for the duration of the meeting.
    “Fairies
and humans of my kingdom.” King Carrick stood and addressed them. He gripped
Queen Brook’s hand. “I gather you here to share the most spectacular news in a
very long time. The Goddess has blessed us.” A smile grew on his face. It was
wide enough to show a line of even white teeth. “Brook is with child.”
    The
entire room seemed to gasp at once. Keyn could hardly control the wave of
nausea that swept him. That was it then. His time in the fairy kingdom was
coming to an end. He couldn’t possibly stay here once the air began to fill
with human-fairy offspring. A collection of cheers rang out and they moved as a
giant wave to congratulate the king and queen. Keyn took that opportunity to
back out of the room. He rushed down the corridor, cursing his wet wings, and
stepped outside the palace.
    “Keyn.”
A voice filtered from the darkness.
    It
was the blue freak, Whisper.
    “What?”
He stepped out into the rain. It began to batter his skin with harsh pecks of
high velocity water.
    “It’s
a child?” His usually raspy voice had a concerned undertone that stopped Keyn
in his tracks.
    “Yeah.
They found a cure for the population problem,” Keyn muttered, barely audible as
lighting lit the sky then a sizzle of thunder. Whisper was quiet. The shadow
that hid his form was still.
    “We
have another problem.”
    Of
course, and at the moment, he could give a fuck whatever the problem was. He
remained silent, catching sight of black wings flickering in the darkness.
    “The
trolls are on the move. They’re searching for something.” The words were
followed by a burst of light and the gloomy sound of