One Century to Marriage. Prisoners of the Magic Kingdom. Natalie Yacobson

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СКАЧАТЬ One look at her face, at the black curls tangled in the shoulders of moths, and he couldn’t think of anything but love.

      «I’ve heard that when people start talking to emptiness, it means they’re going crazy.» Medea Shai brushed some butterflies off her sleeve, and they encircled her forehead in a living hoop. «I have a tincture for insanity. Would you like some?»

      As Medea Shai approached, the voices outside the door fell silent, as if they were not there at all.

      «I heard the ghosts…»

      «Believe me, if there were ghosts nesting here, I’d be the first to hear and see them. I love taming ghosts and genies. It’s been my favorite pastime for centuries.»

      «Is it several centuries?»

      Medea Shai nodded. How old is she? She looks young and beautiful. Conrad had heard that time flows differently for fairies than it does for mortals. Humans tend to grow old and die in a century. Fairies, on the other hand, live forever and never grow old at all. That’s why they are called magical creatures.

      «I’m older than you… by a couple of millennia,» Medea Shai noticed his embarrassment and began to calculate her age. «But that doesn’t mean anything. If I like someone very much, I can give them eternal life. And there are still conditions not to go outside of my realm, or you will grow old and die despite my charms. Only within Shai can you live forever with me.»

      Forever enjoying the love of a true fairy! How tempting that sounds! But Conrad remembered his responsibility for his people. Even though his kingdom is made up of humans and not immortal creatures, he is responsible for them. And he also has a fiancée! How can he tell Medea Shae about this? Or is it better not to say anything at all? How about forgetting the stunted princess Araminta for the sake of the beautiful black-haired fairy?

      Medea Shai reached out and kissed him. She didn’t even have to stand on tiptoe, even though Conrad was taller. She simply flew over the rug and touched his lips.

      «Who would have thought I would like a mere mortal so much!» She frowned.

      «I am a king, not a mere mortal,» Conrad corrected.

      «Kings and peasants are mere mortals to the Fairy people,» Medea Shai told.

      Morals are complicated! The aristocrats were considered special in Aluar. They belonged to the upper classes.

      Something jerked at the door. Conrad looked around quickly. It felt as if a force imprisoned within was trying to tear all the doors off their hinges.

      «Who’s locked in here?»

      Conrad counted on an honest answer, but the fairies’ queen pretended not to understand him.

      «What makes you think there’s anyone locked in here?» Her graceful eyebrows rose in surprise.

      «It looked so to me. Is this place like a dungeon?»

      «Are dungeons ever this grand?» Medea Shai grinned.

      Indeed! The doors are all shaped like works of art.

      «What lies behind them?»

      «There are rarities from distant lands, treasures and wonders.»

      «And are they not prisoners? Say, punished subjects?»

      «I don’t lock up my subjects. They’re loyal enough,» the fairies’ queen jangled a bunch of keys hanging from her belt. They all had whimsical shapes, like the sun, elephant, mermaid, crown, moon, month, sickle, apple, heart. And even a sheaf of ears! The voice at the door was not lying.

      «Would you have locked me in here?» He decided to test her.

      «Why would I lock up someone who already belongs to me?»

      «Someone who loves you,» Conrad corrected. «And how do you feel about me?»

      Medea Shai turned on her dragon. He muffled and crawled away resentfully.

      «What do you feel for me, not your dragons?» Conrad insisted.

      «I love you,» she said, her voice indifferent, but her dark eyebrows rose in surprise.

      What’s the matter with her? Can’t she understand her own feelings? And he can’t dare tell her about his fiancée. Or does she already know? They say fairies can read people’s minds.

      Medea Shai touched her hand to his chest, and his heart was pierced with pain. When the queen of the fairies took her hand away, a rose with black and red petals was left on his skin. A moment and it dissolved into his skin, but he felt the thorns of its stem pierce his heart. It was painful and sweet at the same time. It was strange that he had survived. After all, if you pierce the human heart with something, people die. Unless, after the nights he spent with the fairy, he got a piece of her immortality himself.

      «I propose that we unite,» Medea Shai proclaimed. «You are the ruler of Aluar. I am the lord of magic, dragons and fairies. Together we can build a great state where mortals and immortals can learn to get along together.»

      «But you must be my wife to do so…» Conrad shrugged. «I have already tried to make an alliance with one empire.»

      «Is it by marriage?» She guessed.

      He nodded.

      «But you are not married yet.»

      «But the wedding has been arranged, though we must hope for Araminta’s frail health. Her physicians said she would not last more than a year.» The illness was a mysterious one, contracted on the magical moors on the road to Aluar. Araminta was summoned from the mire by strange voices, and after that she fell ill. It was said that only a fairy could heal the king’s bride. Fairies were searched all over Aluar and found none. And so, as soon as he met a real fairy, he realized that he no longer needed a bride.

      «Don’t be worried!» Medea Shai brushed an unruly lock of hair from his forehead. «I can be your co-ruler without being your wife. Besides, your wife would die in a century, and you yourself could have eternity.»

      She added the last sentence coquettishly, but the dragon grumbled unkindly behind her back. Steam billowed from its nostrils and wafted down the corridor. Behind the doors someone sighed, sobbed, whispered:

      «As soon as she gets tired of him, he’ll join us!»

      But Conrad no longer believed the voices. Nor did he believe that humans and fairies could become one people, but on leaving the castle he discovered that his warriors were already getting along with the monsters of Medea Shai. The monsters were teaching the knights to play a strange game similar to a golden checkers. Purple tents and shawls with witchcraft emblems woven on them were reminiscent of palace luxury. They were displayed on the black field by Medea Shai’s servants. The tents themselves were already populated by slender fairies, and not only black-winged ones. Conrad had seen silver fairies, gold fairies, rainbow fairies, and even those with wings like rose and peony petals. Some of the fairies wore exotic oriental robes.

      «It’s peri!» His marshal whispered to Conrad. «They were sent to entertain the warriors. The queen of the fairies turned out to be generous.»

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