Gabe
Dewi led me out of the palace and across the wide lawn. I followed close on his heels but neither one of us spoke. I didn’t need to ask what the Welsh dragon thought about me. I could read it in the stiff way he held himself as he marched in front of me. If I’d had time I would have maybe tried to explain but truthfully there was no excuse as to why I had been so willing to betray the bond I had with his daughter, apart from the fact my father had asked me too.
I had been raised a prince of Fae, but my home was earth. My entire life I had felt torn.
“Look.” Dewi stopped in front of me, and I narrowly missed walking straight into him. “Stop with the self-pity already.” He turned to me, and I could see where Ffion got her blazing anger from. She widened her eyes and flared her nostri
