Brielle was in front of him now, after having spent hours chasing her through thick woodlands, as they stayed away from the castle for as long as they possibly could.
She arched into a fit of laughter when Fenrys curled his fingers into her side, tickling the skin there that became exposed as he lifted the hem of her shirt up only to gain a little bit of access to her, his whole body was thrumming with the feeling of righteous when she pushed her hands into his chest, walking him back into a tree, Brielle leaned up and Fenrys let out a guttural groan when she pushed her lips fully onto his,
Hands ravaging through her hair, which had fallen from her braid, Fenrys used his grip to pull her closer to him, the urge to just be with her forcing every part of him to cling to every part of her, Pulling her closer by the waist Fenrys gripped the bottom of her shirt and Brielle didn't fight as she helped him tug it up and over her head.
Spinning her around, Brielle biting into his lower lip to keep in contact with his mouth she moaned when he pushed his body against hers, trapping her between him and the tree.
Fenrys depend the kiss, running a hand along the warmth of her toned stomach, curling a finger into the valley between her breast, breaking the kiss to incline down and kissing the skin where his hand had been, sucking the warming flesh before biting it with his canines, The sound of Brielle's panting had Fenrys rubbing against her harder,
He growled in frustration at his lack of access to the part of her he wanted— needed. Bringing a knee up to rest between her legs, against her pubic bone, Fenrys ground at the warmth he met there, his voice was low when he spoke into her skin, "Bree, Jump" the command was direct enough for her to obey instantly, She obliged and Fenrys pushed against her harder, wrapping hands around to keep her in place,
Her fingertips burned his scalp in the places where they dug into his hair, she met his lips against, before allowing him to break it, having gained clear access to the exposed parts of her neck, he pressed feathered kissed around the column of her throat, she shifted and groan against him, if he could only want for this for the rest of his immortal life, He would be more then happy. She was with him and against him right now, skin to skin, and connected on such a level Fenrys could and would do anything she asked of him. Without Question.
Fenrys was shaken awake by a hand on his shoulder, jolting him up from the depths of his sleep. The memory of her leaving him utterly breathless. Gavriel leaned over him, eyes pinched slightly in a questioning glance.
"We're here" was the older males only response, Pulling his body up with a grunt of effort, Fenrys leaned forwards elbow onto his knees as the boat around them rocked with the waves that beat against the vessels sides. Rubbing the heels of his palms into his eyes, the image of her burned into the backs of his eyelids, every time he blinked he could see her, smell her on his cloths, and saw her eyes when Gavriel looked at him.
With his mate still a heavy thought in his mind Fenrys pushed to his feet and moved to follow Gavriel out. His body ached, but not from any amount of training but from being at a distance to Brielle, his chest felt like someone had shot straight through it and left behind a gaping hole, he knew only Brielle could fill. Because while he slept everything had been whole again when she visited in his dreams.
The air outside the ships cabin was cooler on this continent then on Doranelle, Fenrys cupped a hand around the top of the hatchet at his side. Gavriel was walking down to the deck, towards the dock in Skulls bay. Their search would start here, asking the Pirate Lord —Rolfe if he had heard anything of Lorcan, if not, they would both head south.
Fenrys caught up the few paces to be at Gavriel's side when a message runner ran up to them, a worn brown cap on his head and a bag slung across his shoulder, Gavriel looked down at the human boy expectantly, waiting for the young lad who must have been around thirteen, to speak, the boy stopped and his jaw dropped open slightly, with a shaky hand he extended a letter. Gavriel took it with a nod, and the stunned boy was off once more. Running back along the wooden dock way.
Fenrys watched the boy disappear as Gavriel broke the wax seal and read the message scribbled down on the piece of parchment.
Gavriel swore, causing Fenrys to finally look at him and the letter in his hand, looking over the other males shoulder, Fenrys heart stopped in his chest at the word written in a familiar handwriting, the words were etched in the old Fae language, Gavriel read the words to him,
"Maeve's Armada going to Eyllwe, and Brielle is coming to Erilea" he breathes, his eyes traced down the rest of the page to the words written in the common tongue,
Maeve knows.
Fenrys wasn't sure he nor Gavriel were breathing properly, this changes things.
"It doesn't make any sense why Maeve would let her leave," Gavriel's features were pinched in confusion,
"The sooner she's here with us the better" Fenrys couldn't bare the thought of Brielle, his mate being stuck in Doranelle with Maeve, now the Queen had made it known she knew about them
"Yes, but why?" Gavriel asked again, folding the piece of paper and shoving it into a pocket inside his cloak,
Fenrys didn't know, or care particularly why his mate was coming across to Erilea, but he knew she would end up seeing them sooner or later,
"That is something we can deal with later right now lets just go find this self proclaimed pirate lord, we may be able to use the information of Maeve's Armada to persuade him into giving up Lorcan's whereabouts"
The streets of skulls bay were quiet as night drew closer, people snuggled up inside the warmth of their shacked homes, so none looked on as the two Fae males moved through their streets, invisible to those who didn't so much as look their way.
Finding lodgings was easy, everything was pretty well signposted, Fenrys had to hand it to this Rolfe guy, he had efficiently run this place. The last he had heard of this man, was a few years ago from Brielle one of her spies had caught wind of Rolfe losing out on a huge amount of profit of a couple ships full with slaves, Brielle had ranted to him about it for weeks, because if she had known she would have got the slaves out, but a couple Assassins from Adarlan had beaten her to it. Brielle had managed to get the name of the male Assassin, Fenrys wracked his brain for a name but none came to mind, but Brielle had tried tracking the pair down, but the Assassins guild had been pretty tight lipped about their employees from what he could remember.
He wondered what Rolfe would do now if he knew word of his humiliation was known all the way to Doranelle, Fenrys doubted he would care all to much, but still the thought crossed his mind and with a smirk he continued to follow Gavriel.
Meeting with the Pirate Lord of Skulls bay was much easier then trying to convince him to talk, Fenrys was grinding down his teeth by the time the conversations was coming to an end,
"I have not heard anything about who you're looking for" Rolfe had spoken to them, leaning back into his chair and clasping together his two gloved hands, sending a relaxed stare to each of them
Gavriel and Fenrys shared an identical look.
"I will thank you for the warning, and for that I can offer you a couple days stay in your lodging free of charge until you are ready to depart"
Oh how Fenrys would love to leave Brielle in a room with this man, by the look of Gavriel's face, he was thinking the same thing, but atlas their meeting did not amount to much as they left to venture back to their lodgings.
"That man will get himself backed into a corner in this war if he continues on like that" Gavriel said while they began to settle down for the night.
Stripped of weapons for the night the two Fae male warriors lay awake, as the darkness of the night consumed the room they slept in, Fenrys couldn't help but think of his other half, who was almost half a world away, but she was coming for them and that was all that mattered to him while he close his eyes and let darkness take over him, welcoming the memories of her that visited him when he slept.
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Brielle lowered herself down into the cave hidden by the darkness of night, the dwindling light not helping in any way as she tried to navigate herself through the caverns, knowing fully well where to go she let memory guide her, a hand pressed to the moss coated wall as she ventured in. The little she could see was all down to her Fae sight, not much had changed and soon she was coming across a chest sat in the middle, a pool of moonlight shining through a hole in the caves roof.
Stalking across Brielle crouched down next to the wooden and brass chest, blowing away the dust layer on it lids, she pried her fingers into the grooves, pulling on the lid, it didn't budge at first but giving it a heave, she grunted in effort, but the lid gave a resounding crack as it snapped open.
Throwing the lid back until it hung on its own, Brielle brushed her dust covered hands off on her trouser leg, narrowed eyes scanning the contents, it was just as it had been left, huge amounts of paper, scrolls and books laid around the bottom pit of the chest, leaning over the edge and into it Brielle grabbed for a couple of the books, heaving them up and over the edge she dumped them before turning back into the contents, grabbing for a folder of pages all thrown together, most of the pages over hundreds of years old.
Brielle rested it in her lap, rubbing a thumb over the familiar symbol of the lions paw print. Shoving that quickly into her bag as well, Brielle sat back up and pulled the lid across the chest once more, holding a hand across a lock of magic began to form as she willed it too, weaving like the stems of a rose bush around the chest.
Once it was encased enough for her to being wholly satisfied, Brielle gathered her things and began to venture to the entrance of the caverns once more. Isaiah waited for her, seeing her emerge he rose from his place sat on a rock, a small smile on his lips.
Swinging the pack from her shoulder, Brielle reached inside for the folder with the Lion's paw printed on the front, she didn't want to hand this over, but it was a necessary sacrifice for what she fear may be inevitable now.
Isaiah knew what this folder meant, and what she wanted him to do, Teyra was doing her part and the letter she sent out would be arriving soon. It was time for him to do the same. His part in this, Brielle trusted to him the most, no other Fae male she had met could do this, she was trusting him with and she knew him too well to know he would get this done by any means necessary.
As her longest friend and ally, Isaiah knew the importance of this, read her demeanor like an open text on a book.
They all had a part to play in this fight, Brielle had known how that was to be the moment one of the mightiest Kingdoms fell and Maeve refused to do anything. Brielle was not like the women she served, she couldn't sit back and let others fight her battles for her. If her brother, Mate and friends were fighting then so was she, and if that meant getting her hands a little dirty in the process then so be it.
Isaiah wrapped his arms around her as a goodbye, squeezing her tight against him,
"This will work, Boss" he muttered to her,
"I god damn hope so" she didn't mean for her voice to sound so broken.
Pulling from him Brielle wiped away a quick tear and gestured for him to go, he obliged the order quickly, hoping onto the back of the horse which had brought them both this far, Turning towards the coastline that lay between her and her mate Brielle looked outwards to the setting sun,
So be it all, if this was what she had to do for that world with Fenrys, where they could raise their children in the house he could build for them, then she would do anything, no amount of water will keep her from him. She had to see him before it all clashed at once, seeing the faint edged of Erilea Brielle sucked in a breath at the reminder of her task.
Her spies had heard word of what it was exactly Aelin of the Wildfire was offering everybody. A free world.
Brielle was going to help her get that, no matter the cost.