Kissing the Fae

Chapter 23 - Power of Glamour

When I was a child, curiosity was eating me after reading all the history books about my realm. I was craving for truths, the whole truth about the war that occurred before.

There were a lot of stories that doesn’t match the one that was written, a lot of people — from the generation when the war happened — who luckily survive and still alive ‘till now have said that nothing in books was true.

It was all biased. That the author must have been rely on his opinion rather than facts.

I have asked the Queen Mother about it. Even my mum but they all kept their mouth shut.

Everyone was angry at the Pixies. Even I, was pissed but it wasn’t because of the past but how they treated us, that was what annoy me.

Can’t they act as good Pixies?

Ugh. Seriously, Rani Letisha? They were known as Pixies if they were a good Fae.

“So, I guess you really need something that big you volunteered in coming in my kingdom. You won’t be here for nothing after all.”

I wanted to roll my eyes but held myself.

Why would I came here if it wasn’t that big, huh? Of course, it is! I wouldn’t waste my time here if I could have it myself.

Unfortunately, only the Pixies have what I wanted. The Empress of the Achlys, I assumed she has it.

“Yes,” I answered in calm manner. “I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t big.”

“And why Pixies?” She stopped from walking, so do I.

We were in an empty hallway. Roaming my eyes around, I couldn’t help but felt a bit of amazed inside of me.

Huh... So, don’t judge a book by its cover is what the Pixies into.

It was huge, yes. In my sides, there were a fish tank, it was all alive, swimming and the water looks clean. No green in sight, it seems healthy but looks can be deceiving, too.

The outside of the tower must have been neglected. It was obvious that Pixies — the Empress only look forward in seeing her home clean rather than the whole Achlys.

What a selfish Pixie. She’d like to enjoy the good things while her people was suffering outside, huh? She can’t even plant trees for people, so they could have source of food.

By just the looks of it, it seems like they’re living such a lavish life inside the tower.

The place of the Empress. Of course, people would take care of her, neglecting the majority of other Pixies who were most in need of help.

Tsk. Why am I making a big deal out of it? Those who were suffering outside this tower weren’t my people.

I ain’t concern, just stating facts. I wouldn’t wonder why the Empress of the Pixies will lost its people one-by-one. Although she were colonizing other realms to make it hers, to scare people, and force them to join her.

They won’t make it if they offer nothing but hunger.

I stared at her intently. Her eyes were dark and no signs of weakness in it. She was brave enough, and not scared that now, she faced one Acresian who made their life miserable.

I mean, I wasn’t the one who fought them. I wasn’t even born yet. But knowing that I’m part of the kingdom that destroyed them before, I won’t be surprised when someone attacked me upon seeing me.

They would be enraged. I could see the rage in the eyes of the other Pixies we have encounter earlier, but seeing their Empress’s dark eyes, it has nothing.

It was blank. Like seeing me doesn’t entertain her and I’d say, likewise.

“Because only you has it,” I told her. “If only I had a choice left, I wouldn’t be here. But then, you were the last and the only option I had.”

“And what was it?” She was relaxed.

Honestly, the Empress of the Pixies was far from them. I don’t know... When she was outside with the other Pixies, she seem angry upon seeing me and now that we were alone in this empty hall, she looks calm.

Like she wasn’t angry a minute ago.

But again and again, looks can be deceiving.

Don’t judge the boon by its cover, Rani Letisha.

“You won’t give it that easily,” I smirked at her, assuming she won’t. “It’s the power only you have. That’s what I came here for. To get the power you have.”

The power of Glamour... It was a deadly yet beautiful ability only a few fairies have. The Queen Mother’s mum, she has it and it stopped to her.

No one in the family inherited it since she died. Even the Queen Mother, down to me... There’s no sign.

It was kinda frustrating. I kept asking why don’t I have it?

Why the gods have chosen the Pixie to have the power of illusion when in fact, they used it for their own good. To destroy, to manipulate the mankind.

Rather than us, Faes who has nothing but good heart. Who leads to make the world a betted place unlike the Pixies...

“It’s depends on what you wanted to get, Rani Letisha. But I guess, the fact that you traveled that far to be here, the one you wanted wasn’t that simple, am I right?”

“Yes, it’s a power that plays a major role in your life...”

Getting the power of illusion, it only means that the Empress of the Pixies won’t have the power over it again. It will be mine, and that I promised everyone.

I knew it sounded so cruel to take other’s people possession. It sounded so greedy, and I became just interested what would it be like to have it when the King — my father challenged me.

I really don’t have an interest with the power of Glamour. But then, I need it to remain in my position. To continue leading the Faye, and to prove to the directors that woman can have a title, too.

“I need your power of Glamour...”