The Fae World: The Fae School: Vaughn: Finding the School

[k_a_webb]

It was one of those things everyone heard stories about, but Vaughn had never really believed them. The fae had always kept themselves separate, not wanting to mix with the humans, while the shifters and mer people had been much more friendly, although there were humans who had issues with the other races. Really that was to be expected. Finding that creatures most people thought were fiction actually existed was difficult and those problems were exacerbated by the fae’s irrational need to pretend that the rest of the world didn’t exist. Of course there were those who said that behind the scenes things were very different, that the fae Queen was fighting with her elders to get them to accept that being on Earth meant they had to change, and until he stepped through the wards it was something he couldn’t accept was the truth.

From what Vaughn had heard the school had been created not long after the fae first arrived, by the Queen and her consort, who thought it was important that the fae became a part of the world they’d found themselves on. They’d had to make some compromises, more with every year that passed, so that the school ended up not being what they envisioned at all, although those compromises meant they got to keep control over the things they thought were most important. Or at least that was what his cousin had told him, during her first holiday, because she’d found her way into the school too, but, at the time, it hadn’t been something he cared about. He never thought he’d become a student there himself. A part of him had doubted the school’s existence.

Of course standing there, with it in front of him, meant Vaughn had no choice but to change his mind about that. The fae school, the only school of theirs that accepted mixed blood students, was there, in all its glory, and he didn’t know what to do. Leaving seemed to make the most sense, if some of the stories he’d heard had been true, but that was giving up without even trying, which might be something he would later regret. At least then he wouldn’t know what he could do, if he did later make the decision to walk away. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair, as he told himself that he wasn’t ever going to walk away. If his cousin could do it, and deal with him, then he could do it too, hopefully with her support.

“Good morning,” a voice said, startling him, and he turned to look at the speaker, a fae woman who appeared to be smiling at him. “My name is Petunia and I’m the head of the Human Student’s Department.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” Vaughn replied, hating the uncertainty he heard in his own voice. “I’m Vaughn and apparently I have enough magic to be a student here.”

“More of you do that you realise.” Petunia gestured with her hand. “If you’d like to follow me, Vaughn, I’ll take you to my office and we can begin talking about the school.”

Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.