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above the knobby bone in my foot. And the
vibration and hum from the blue crystals ratcheted up once as the red trailed
over them.
    "Come children, you carriage
waits."
    Madeline’s smile was huge and
covered her face in victory. Her eyes glimmered in delight. I wasn't sure that
was a good thing she was genuinely pleased to have us in her clutches.
    "I didn't know you were
forced to run errands these days, dear sister," Tatiana sneered and
hovered on the border of the collision of the two lands.
    "Awe yes, sister, but I came
because you were here. Apparently you are running short of underlines."
    Madeline held the door to the
carriage open as we entered. It was round in the way of a pumpkin. As they
continued friendly banter, I wondered just when midnight would come to turn our
fairytale into a nightmare.
    "I was out surveying my land
ensuring the safety of those beneath me. What is your excuse sister?"
Tatiana words although innocent made a slap worthy amount of impact.
    Madeline’s face was mostly out of
view by that time. However, from the slice of profile I could see, her features
darkened in a way that broached no question regarding her hatred for the other
woman before her.
    "Your power wanes sister.
Winter closes in on Summer long before the compass turns north. Soon, I will
rule all of Fairy, and there will be no place for the Summer of old."
    The door clicked closed with a
loud thwack. A sharp thump landed above as Madeline mounted vampire quick. The
wheels lurked forward, and I sat next to Flynn facing forward but unable to see
anything outside. What had I’d gotten us into?

Chapter Seven
     
    The inside of our sterile prison
wasn’t lavishly appointed as I expected. It was simple draped in fabrics of
white. The only difference was textures. But I ignored the interior in favor of
assessing the kind of danger I’d placed us in and if it had been the right
thing. I leaned my head instinctually on Flynn. He wrapped his arm around me
with a grip that never wavered. I had to give it to him. He was a pillar of
strength, and I was glad he'd forced his way to come with me. I didn't think I
could have done this alone.
    “It will be okay Clemency. You’ll
always be granted a pardon with me.” He squeezed my shoulder.
    I halfheartedly laughed and gazed
up at him. “As much as I hate to admit this Nadir,” he chuckled at his name,
probably having figured it out. “You’re one of the best guys I know.”
    He grinned, and I felt slightly
better about the situation. He wasn’t freaked, so maybe I shouldn’t be. “You
only realize that now.”
    “No,” I admitted. “But I wanted
you to know you're like one of my best friends.”
    His hands lifted up in a hold up
gesture. “Tell me you did not just friend zone me.”
    He tried to sound contrite making
me laugh yet again and couldn’t look into his eyes anymore. I didn’t want him
to see what was there. So I laid my head near his heart so I could listen to it
beating. He pressed a kiss to the crown of my head and rubbed my shoulder as I
tried to keep his tenderness from shattering the hard shell I’d erected around
my emotions.
    Thoughts swirled together as the
carriage moved swiftly to our unknown fate. I closed my eyes as I pressed
deeper into Flynn’s chest seeking comfort I didn't deserve.
    Abruptly, we came to a halt. If
not for Flynn's bracing hold, I would have tumbled forward face first into the
seat in front of us.
    Quickly door opened, but this
time it wasn't Madeline’s face that greeted us. A handsome guy in ivory garb of
a simple shirt and pants tucked into high ivory boots held out a hand directed
specifically at me. He ignored Flynn, who was closer to the door. My eyes
focused on the bow tie at his neck. It wasn't what one would traditionally call
a bow tie of two triangles knotted at the middle. No, his bow tie resembled
what would look like shoelaces tied together by a black ribbon. It gave the
appearance as if he was a gift to someone. The