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It was hard not to think of the family Sabia had left behind, even though it was the right thing to do. She had loved her siblings, and she still missed them every day, but she couldn’t be a part of her father’s plans. Handfasting more than once wasn’t something she had ever been willing to do. Falling in love with the Crown Prince of another group of fae made it something she was even more uncomfortable with, so, after a long conversation with her favourite sister, she had walked away from it all, knowing that she would never be able to return. Instead she had handfasted the Crown Prince she loved so much, who was sitting across the table from her with that same look of love in his eyes that had been there on the day that they first handfasted, because it was the right thing for her to do.
“What will happen to us?”
“Fortunately our knowledge of what is to come means we have certain options that they don’t. Sabia, as much as I hate to say this, it might mean that we need to live on different worlds for a short time.”
At first all she could do was shake her head. Living apart from Idwal… she pushed her emotions aside, knowing that they were affecting her thought processes, and turned her attention to why he might have suggested that. Their eyes met, so she could see the worry in them, worry for her an for their children, whic told her all she really needed to know. Finally, swallowing, she nodded.
“You’ve already felt it, haven’t you?” Idwal studied her. “The loss of the magic of this world is already affecting us all and it will get worse as time passes. I want you, and our children, somewhere safe, somewhere I know you won’t have to deal with this, because it’s going to be bad enough dealing with it myself.”
“Unfortunately, yes, I have. All of the fae would have, but they don’t understand what it is that they’re feeling.” One of Sabia’s more unusual abilities was something she didn’t use willingly – instead she travelled back in time in her dreams, learning more about the damage her race had caused, and there were times when she really wished she hadn’t. “There is no way for them to know, although the time will come when it will be obvious that there is something seriously wrong. From what you said, though, it’s obvious that they would prefer to pretend that it isn’t happening rather than actually dealing with it.”
“That’s our race for you, love, and there is very little we can do about it.”
Sabia nibbled her bottom lip. “Do the seers know what will happen to my family?”
“If you really wanted to know I’m certain they could find out.” Idwal sighed. “Just promise me that you’ll be careful, whatever you decide to do.”
“No matter what I find out I am not returning home, Idwal, because I know how stupid that would be, but I might be able to send letters to my sisters and get them somewhere safe.”
Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.