Ryodans standing between it and me, legs spread, arms folded. Hes a mountain. Nothings getting past him that he doesnt want past him. It pisses me off I need him there. With my sword, no Fae would dare bum-rush me! Im used to more respect than this. This bites.
The Fae says all stiff-like, His highness does not permit his likeness to be captured in small human boxes. The runt will give me the box.
Runt? Moi? Im at least five-foot-three with my tennis shoes on! Im not a runt. Im young and still growing. And we call them cameras, dickhead.
Whose highness, Ryodan says.
Ours. Yours. All he suffers to live. Give me the box or the runt dies.
You just try, I say. Better fairies than you have. Worse ones, too. They all tasted delicious. With catsup. And mustard. And a side of onion rings.
Should have left it at catsup, Ryodan says. Less is more sometimes, kid. To the Fae, he says, Queen Aoibheal.
Was never our true queen. She is gone. We have a new leader. Our sacred light, King Rjan.
The Fae are matriarchal, Ryodan says.
Were. We have decided it is time for a new rule. If not for the flaws of a woman, so many of our race would not have died, and still be dying. If not for her idiocy, the abominations would not have been freed. She was not even Fae, he sneers. She began her life as one of you! The indignity of it, to have been ruled by a mortal masquerading
Enough, Velvet, Rjan says. We do not explain ourselves to humans. Kill the runt and bring me the box.
Im not a runt. My hand closes where my sword hilt used to be.
Missing something, runt? one of the courtiers standing with the new king says and they all laugh. Guess everybody has seen the fecking Wanted posters. I take a mental snapshot of its face and mark it for death. Someday, somewhere, fairy.
Velvet was just getting started airing his grievances. She forced us to grant humans rights to which they were never entitled. No more. It is a new rule. A new age. We are no longer weakened by a weak queen.
I said enough, Rjan says. If I must tell you again it will be the last thing you hear for ten thousand years. You will not enjoy where you pass them.
I give Rjan a conspiratorial wink. You going to give him a time out, dude?
Velvet looks horrified. If you are fool enough to address King Rjan, you will do it thus and in no other manner! My King, Liege, Lord, and Master, your servant begs you grant it leave to speak.
Wow. Totally delusionary there.
Good luck with that, Ryodan says. She doesnt beg to speak, or do anything else. You can lock her up, down, and sideways and itsnever going to happen.
I beam at him. I had no idea he thought so highly of me.
Then hes gone. So is Velvet.
I stand there a little uncertain because Ryodan didnt telegraph a single intention before he and the Fae disappeared. Im not even sure who took who. Or if one took off and the other chased. All I know is both of them are gone.
I shift from foot to foot, looking at Rjan and his remaining three cohorts, and he looks at me and I try to think of something to say. Best I come up with is: So, why are you guys here, anyway?
Kill the runt, Rjan says.
I yank out two candy bars and cram them in my mouth, wrapper and all, and give them a superstrength chew that makes the wrapper explode so I can swallow some chocolate and get a rush fast, because Ive got no sword and who the feck knows where Ryodan went. I crunch, swallow, spit out the wrappers, and lock down my grid to freeze-frame when all the sudden Ryodans back.
Hes standing right in front of Rjan.
In these streets, he says so cool-like I almost expire from the sheer coolness of it, Im King, Liege, Lord, and Master. You are the it.
Then he dumps Velvets dead body at his feet.
TWENTY-SIX
Its the hard-knock life
You did me a favor. Velvet was an annoyance, Rjan says. He spoke too often and too much, saying little of consequence.
Ryodan looks at the Kings remaining courtiers and says, Ill do you three more favors. Just say the word. Wrong one or right one. Doesnt matter to me.
The courtiers sneer at him. Uneasily. We might have postured for hours and never gotten to the position of strength Ryodan established with a single action. Im learning from him. Id never tell him that, though.
Rjan opens his mouth then closes it, not entirely sure Ryodan didnt just say that he was going to kill the other three courtiers if he said even one more word. Smart dude. Im not sure Ryodan didnt mean that, too. How the feck did he kill Velvet? I study the Fae corpse but see no obvious wounds. No cuts or wait a minute, is that a few drops of blood on his shirt? I sidle left for a better view but Ryodan moves like theres a tether between us, conveniently blocking it. I got no doubts he left so I wouldnt know. Hes so fecking secretive!
Does he have my sword somewhere? Did Mac loan him the spear? Never! Obviously hes got some other weapon that kills Fae, and I want it. The prick. Hes been holding out on me big-time. When I lost my sword he could have given me whatever he just used. Im so pissed I could spit. He knows how to kill Fae. No wonder hes so fearless. Hes faster than me, stronger, and has a Fae-killing weapon. I pine for the days I was the biggest, baddest superhero in town!
The Fae says all stiff-like, His highness does not permit his likeness to be captured in small human boxes. The runt will give me the box.
Runt? Moi? Im at least five-foot-three with my tennis shoes on! Im not a runt. Im young and still growing. And we call them cameras, dickhead.
Whose highness, Ryodan says.
Ours. Yours. All he suffers to live. Give me the box or the runt dies.
You just try, I say. Better fairies than you have. Worse ones, too. They all tasted delicious. With catsup. And mustard. And a side of onion rings.
Should have left it at catsup, Ryodan says. Less is more sometimes, kid. To the Fae, he says, Queen Aoibheal.
Was never our true queen. She is gone. We have a new leader. Our sacred light, King Rjan.
The Fae are matriarchal, Ryodan says.
Were. We have decided it is time for a new rule. If not for the flaws of a woman, so many of our race would not have died, and still be dying. If not for her idiocy, the abominations would not have been freed. She was not even Fae, he sneers. She began her life as one of you! The indignity of it, to have been ruled by a mortal masquerading
Enough, Velvet, Rjan says. We do not explain ourselves to humans. Kill the runt and bring me the box.
Im not a runt. My hand closes where my sword hilt used to be.
Missing something, runt? one of the courtiers standing with the new king says and they all laugh. Guess everybody has seen the fecking Wanted posters. I take a mental snapshot of its face and mark it for death. Someday, somewhere, fairy.
Velvet was just getting started airing his grievances. She forced us to grant humans rights to which they were never entitled. No more. It is a new rule. A new age. We are no longer weakened by a weak queen.
I said enough, Rjan says. If I must tell you again it will be the last thing you hear for ten thousand years. You will not enjoy where you pass them.
I give Rjan a conspiratorial wink. You going to give him a time out, dude?
Velvet looks horrified. If you are fool enough to address King Rjan, you will do it thus and in no other manner! My King, Liege, Lord, and Master, your servant begs you grant it leave to speak.
Wow. Totally delusionary there.
Good luck with that, Ryodan says. She doesnt beg to speak, or do anything else. You can lock her up, down, and sideways and itsnever going to happen.
I beam at him. I had no idea he thought so highly of me.
Then hes gone. So is Velvet.
I stand there a little uncertain because Ryodan didnt telegraph a single intention before he and the Fae disappeared. Im not even sure who took who. Or if one took off and the other chased. All I know is both of them are gone.
I shift from foot to foot, looking at Rjan and his remaining three cohorts, and he looks at me and I try to think of something to say. Best I come up with is: So, why are you guys here, anyway?
Kill the runt, Rjan says.
I yank out two candy bars and cram them in my mouth, wrapper and all, and give them a superstrength chew that makes the wrapper explode so I can swallow some chocolate and get a rush fast, because Ive got no sword and who the feck knows where Ryodan went. I crunch, swallow, spit out the wrappers, and lock down my grid to freeze-frame when all the sudden Ryodans back.
Hes standing right in front of Rjan.
In these streets, he says so cool-like I almost expire from the sheer coolness of it, Im King, Liege, Lord, and Master. You are the it.
Then he dumps Velvets dead body at his feet.
TWENTY-SIX
Its the hard-knock life
You did me a favor. Velvet was an annoyance, Rjan says. He spoke too often and too much, saying little of consequence.
Ryodan looks at the Kings remaining courtiers and says, Ill do you three more favors. Just say the word. Wrong one or right one. Doesnt matter to me.
The courtiers sneer at him. Uneasily. We might have postured for hours and never gotten to the position of strength Ryodan established with a single action. Im learning from him. Id never tell him that, though.
Rjan opens his mouth then closes it, not entirely sure Ryodan didnt just say that he was going to kill the other three courtiers if he said even one more word. Smart dude. Im not sure Ryodan didnt mean that, too. How the feck did he kill Velvet? I study the Fae corpse but see no obvious wounds. No cuts or wait a minute, is that a few drops of blood on his shirt? I sidle left for a better view but Ryodan moves like theres a tether between us, conveniently blocking it. I got no doubts he left so I wouldnt know. Hes so fecking secretive!
Does he have my sword somewhere? Did Mac loan him the spear? Never! Obviously hes got some other weapon that kills Fae, and I want it. The prick. Hes been holding out on me big-time. When I lost my sword he could have given me whatever he just used. Im so pissed I could spit. He knows how to kill Fae. No wonder hes so fearless. Hes faster than me, stronger, and has a Fae-killing weapon. I pine for the days I was the biggest, baddest superhero in town!
