Chapter Three
A stabbing pain shot through Griffin’s side, and he came up swinging, fearing he was still in the king’s fighting pits.
“Calm down, you big baby, it was just the first stitch.” Shauna pushed him back down on the table in her kitchen—a kitchen where he’d eaten most of his meals since his arrival in Myrkur. The day he’d stepped through the border magic that separated the three fae realms from the prison world, Shauna basically saved his life. She’d brought him to her home before the king’s guards could take him to the castle. As a new arrival, he would have had a rough initiation into Myrkur society as an indentured servant.
She’d guided him through the mountain pass where it grew darker and darker until they arrived in a land where the sun never shone.
“Are you trying to f
