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    Kings (Chaos #5.5)
    Kings (Chaos #5.5)
    Kings (Chaos #5.5)
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    Kings (Chaos #5.5)

    By Claire Farrell

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    Set between books five and six in the Chaos series, Kings is a brief look into the lives of Drake and Brendan.

    After sealing the rift, Drake hears word of his wife’s sickness only to find that the cause is exactly what unites his enemies against him.

    Brendan’s journey across unexplored waters is only beginning, and if he finds what he’s looking for, he’ll owe a determined woman a throne by his side. But can he do it?

    Whatever course of action is taken next, they will change their world.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherClaire Farrell
    Release dateAug 30, 2015
    ISBN9781311587404
    Kings (Chaos #5.5)
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    Claire Farrell

    Claire Farrell is an Irish author who spends her days separating warring toddlers. When all five children are in bed, she overdoses on caffeine in the hope she can stay awake long enough to write some more dark flash fiction, y/a paranormal romance and urban fantasy.

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      Kings (Chaos #5.5) - Claire Farrell

      Chapter 1

      Brendan

      The thrill of adventure combined with the beauty of an unfamiliar open sea was only marred by the sounds of Bran’s violent retching over the side of the boat.

      Get it all up, Brendan said soothingly, trying his best not to sound amused.

      This is… Bran gasped and looked up at his king. "This is hell. That madwoman has brought us straight to hell."

      Look on the bright side. Your face is so green you could be a mascot for our court.

      Bran responded with a heave that turned even Brendan’s stomach.

      I’ll leave you to it. He patted Bran’s back. Try not to fall in.

      Brendan strolled across the deck, the thrum of the sword of victory by his side. Whoever wielded the sword couldn’t fail—as long as he were worthy of the honour. His human friend and Darksider queen had given it to him, even before she knew he would leave for unknown lands. She thought he was worthy. He couldn’t let her down. Not on this journey.

      The fae never crossed the sea, and what lay beyond was a land they only knew from horror stories. Some terrible unnamed menace lived across the massive expanse of water, but it was also the possible location of the First Tree, the one object that might actually cleanse the realm before the blight swallowed them up completely. The land was dying, and a trip into unknown terrors was worth the risk to save the faery realm.

      The wooden deck creaked underfoot as he walked, but the well-kept vessel appeared sturdy. Brendan found his way to the captain and navigator who had no problem steering the ship. In fact, none of the crew came across as anything but familiar with the boat. The only ones who looked uncomfortable were the group of soldiers from his own Green Court who had volunteered to accompany their king. Four young soldiers, plus Bran, were all he had taken with him. He was beginning to feel outnumbered.

      You look concerned, Yvette said, approaching him with her favourite woman before he could query the captain. Her bracelets jingled as she moved, yet she had managed to sneak up on him. Again. You’re not scared of a little water, are you?

      On the contrary. He forced a smile to his lips. I was thinking how safe I feel with your crew. You wouldn’t know this was their first journey on water.

      Oh, we’ve used the ship as a fishing boat. We often transport supplies along our coastline. They’re used to working together. She gestured around her. This is just the next logical step, really.

      I wish my own men were as comfortable on water.

      Her tinkling laugh set him on edge. They have been poorly, haven’t they? They’ll recover as soon as we land.

      And then what will we find, I wonder?

      She sighed heavily. "I imagine we’ll find a land full of people trying to survive, people fearful of what’s on our side of the water."

      The daoine sídhe were run out of that land. If even giants ran scared, I doubt we have anything back home scary enough for their concern.

      We do have a human queen, she murmured.

      She gazed up at him from beneath long lavender eyelashes, ignoring his sharp, warning glance. Her thigh-length wavy hair matched, and her eyes were bluer than the ocean. Her voluptuous body was covered in tattoos designed to draw eyes to all the right places. And if he didn’t marry her, then her family, her army, and her fortune would align themselves with his rival. Or maybe even his enemy.

      She was exactly what his kingdom needed. But she wasn’t what he wanted. It didn’t matter now. He had a duty to his kingdom. He had let his subjects down the first time he was king. They were still suffering for his mistakes. He couldn’t be selfish a second time.

      You must allow me a touch of jealousy. Her smirk couldn’t hide a certain darkness behind her eyes as she reached out to touch his arm. Her long pointed fingernails were painted prettily, but they still reminded him of claws.

      You don’t look like a woman who needs to be jealous of anything, he commented lightly and moved out of her reach.

      She followed him to the rails. We’re going to be married, Brendan. We need one another. But we barely know each other, and you have such a close relationship with another woman. I’m afraid that people will talk after we’re married if you spend so much time with the Darksider queen.

      Cara isn’t a threat. He gripped the rails. What was it about women pushing the point when he clearly wanted to avoid the subject? We will always be friends.

      She gave a surprised laugh. How naive you sound. Once we save the realm, the other courts will work against us. The Silver King and Chaos Queen share a child, you know.

      He knew. And such a child—even her smile was capable of making the fae fawn over her. He had long sensed she was full to the brim with growing power that might one day be used against him. Despite that, he had fallen for the little girl. Scarlet had made him long to be a father, and that had been a shock. He had always imagined fatherhood to be a duty rather than a need. He just wasn’t sure if it was the child or the mother who had changed his point of view. But it was far too late to ponder such things.

      "Without my help, they will encroach, Yvette continued. It’s only natural they would want their child to inherit the entire realm. We can’t blame them. But we can’t allow them an inch."

      That child is my named heir, he reminded her. Scarlet is the one ensuring peace between the three of us.

      She ducked under his arm and pressed her chest against his. His back stiffened at her touch. Yvette would be his duty. He couldn’t imagine anything on the contrary.

      Perhaps our circumstances will have changed by the time we return, she said softly. But be prepared for a fight. There’s no knowing what Silver and Chaos will have gotten up to in our absence.

      Drake and Cara are my friends, he said.

      Of course they are. But they’re also rulers. You yourself understand that the realm comes first. And your court would never understand if you made the wrong choice.

      I haven’t—

      You’re used to being in charge, but have you ever managed to control the human? She’ll never submit to you, you know. Never allow you to swallow up her court. Even if you somehow managed to get the blessing of the Green Court and the Darkside, it would never work. You both wish to take the lead. That could only end in disaster. She peeked over his arm and nodded at someone behind him. Dinner is soon, my dear. You should join us. My girls are so bored that they’ve come up with a new dance to entertain you all with.

      She walked away and left him there. She had picked at every fear and concern he had. Yes, he considered Drake and Cara his friends, and Scarlet, his heir. But how did they see him? Absence changed everything. Drake needed power to keep his court, and Cara… well, she was still a mystery to him. Every time he thought he had her figured out, she surprised him again. Yvette was right about one thing: Cara Kelly liked nothing better than having control over her own destiny. And there was no place for him in her life.

      While he was on a dangerous journey to find the First Tree, Cara and Drake were on an impossible one, finding the elusive stone of destiny, yet another legendary treasure like his sword. The stone could theoretically seal the rift and stop the spread of the blight. The tree could cure the land. Together, they could save the realm. Together, they could reunite their old affections. Cara acted as though she were over Drake, but given enough time alone with him? He wasn’t certain of the outcome.

      He headed down to the kitchen where someone was playing a fiddle. He found Bran in the corner, sweating still as he nursed a bowl of clear broth. He sat next to his bodyguard, and friend, relieved to find a face he trusted.

      Still dying? he remarked as someone set a bowl of stew in front of him. He tore a piece of bread from the plate in the centre of the table and dipped it into the gravy. At least Yvette had thought to take a decent cook along. Of course, it wouldn’t be long until they were eating more fish than anything else, but he would enjoy

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