by Erin Zarro
A free serial story in the Fey Touched universe
I was awakened by my cell door being unlocked. I blinked, trying to remember where I was and what was happening.
Oh, right. I was being held prisoner by rogues who thought I could heal one –
And speaking of him, I watched as he came into my cell. He then closed and locked the cell door.
I blinked again. “What’re you doing here?” I shifted uncomfortably, my muscles sore. My back, where my wings would be if I unfurled them, hurt, too. Probably because I’d fallen asleep in a weird position.
Ry gave me an assessing look. “We’re roommates.”
“I don’t think so.” I tried to stand, but my equilibrium was all wrong. Ry came over and tried to steady me, but I pulled away quickly. “Do not touch me.”
“Okay, if you’d rather fall…” He shrugged. “Just trying to help.”
I eyed the swirling designs on his hands. “I just would rather you not touch me, all right?”
“Because of these?” Ry held up his hands. “They say it’s not contagious.”
“Only to rogues,” I said. “That’s what I heard.”
Ry went to the opposite wall, sat down, and pulled his knees to his chest. “So whatever shall we do?”
I went to the cot, because I was here first, damn it. And I wasn’t about to spend the night on the floor. I sat …