“What do you want?” Fen growled.
“I need a better offer.” Brice smiled that toothy grin knowing he had Fen on the run. “One fae girl is tempting, thousands of years ago we used to take entire fae villages for ourselves. Sacrifices would be given in our name. We’d have virgin fae lined up whenever a mortal needed a simple treatment or blessing in battle.”
“I can’t give you a village,” sighing Fen paced the room, “You need to make it a reasonable request.”
“I want a supply of fae. Give me the location of a village, I will handle the rest.”
“How the f**k am I going to get a location?”
“She must have come from somewhere,” Brice shrugged as best he could and tossed a pouting lip out, “Surely the girl has some way of knowing or at least finding out where a village is.”
“She was raised in
