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    The Anguished Queen: Annarii Fae Series, #0.5
    The Anguished Queen: Annarii Fae Series, #0.5
    The Anguished Queen: Annarii Fae Series, #0.5
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    The Anguished Queen: Annarii Fae Series, #0.5

    By Ally Cole

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    A beloved priestess of the Annarii, Emalia helps all the Goddess' people any way she can. When she finds and befriends a lonely foundling named Gwadei, she had no idea her world would be torn upside down.

    Forced into a marriage with the man she once cared for, she battles her own heart for her freedom. On the run from the king, will she be able to keep her child safe from her mad husband and possibly save him in the process?

    Find out in The Anguished Queen.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherObsidian Dreams Publishing
    Release dateNov 8, 2017
    ISBN9781386190523
    The Anguished Queen: Annarii Fae Series, #0.5

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      The Anguished Queen - Ally Cole

      The Anguished Queen

      An Annarii Fae Novella

      Ally Cole

      COPYRIGHT © 2017, ©2020, Ally Cole

      All rights reserved. This book is licensed for your personal entertainment only. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written consent of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and/or articles.

      Cover design and formatting by A to Z Covers and Designs.

      Edited by Amanda Andie Ryder.

      This is a work of fiction only. Names, characters, places, events and incidents are the sole products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

      Prologue

      IN A TIME WHEN THE land was young and life was new, there was a girl who recently had graduated from magick school. She wasn’t just any girl, no. She was an Annarii faery, a very beautiful one in fact. Allow me to explain.

      I am that girl. My name’s Emalia. I have violet-colored eyes, and my wings are the same brilliant hue, as all faeries’ wings match their eye color. Nature is funny that way, if a little vain. Anyway, I have long auburn hair and a slender frame. I’m the envy of the other females in my village, or so I’ve been told. It’s ridiculous, though, for I don’t want the attentions.

      I am kind and fair; a very soft-spoken faery who cares about everyone. I’ve always been that way, in fact, once I had graduated from magick school, I was determined to become a full priestess for the goddess, so I could continue to do Her work. My Mark, something all faeries receive after graduation, was patiently waiting for me to earn it, sitting just beneath my skin. See, these Marks embed once applied to your skin and will not be seen again unless you find your true path the goddess has chosen. Let’s just say, not many faeries have a visible Mark.

      Most faeries, at least in my village, tended to just live life as they saw fit. Perfectly fine for them. However, I wanted more. I wanted to be somebody, to do something important. Which brings me here. I have just become a full-fledged priestess and received my blessing.

      Chapter 1

      DONNING MY ROBES− THE same that every priestess wore, I headed downstairs and out the temple doors. There was no point being stuffed up in there when one could be out among the villagers and lending a hand where needed. That’s what I always thought about my duties; that I could much better serve the goddess by helping her children. And sometimes, that’s all someone needed to brighten their day a little bit.

      Connecting with the people, letting them know they weren’t alone and that someone who cared was there for them: that’s what mattered, not sitting in some stuffy temple waiting for someone to come visit in their time of need. No, those people got to see me daily out on the street, talking about whatever troubles they had, and I could then help wherever it was I was needed.

      I thoroughly enjoyed my work and couldn’t imagine life any other way. Currently, my goal was to make my way through the marketplace in the center of town and see if anyone could use a shoulder. I was good at my job, and found that there was always someone in need.

      Today, it was a young male faerie named Gwadei. I didn’t know him well, but had exchanged pleasantries with him a few times before. He stood near the outskirts of the marketplace trying to figure out how to carry two baskets filled with the day’s harvest by himself. Others walked by, bumping into him, and kicked over one basket. They yelled for him to get out of their way, remarking on his halfling status.

      I stepped around and through the various merchants peddling their wares and made my way towards him. Gwadei looked up at me, and I smiled.

      Hello, I said in greeting.

      Hey, he replied. He seemed a bit shy and closed off. I didn’t blame him after seeing that. I guess I would be the one to get the conversation going.

      Do you need some help with those? I said, pointing to the over-stuffed baskets of fruit spread on the ground.

      Yeah, I do, actually. Thanks, he replied picking up the fallen fruit, somewhat embarrassed that he couldn’t do it all on his own, which was ridiculous. I didn’t see how anyone could carry both− not even an Elite.

      I lifted one basket, while he took the other, and looked to him to take the lead. Ready when you are. Lead the way.

      He turned to head through the bustling streets of the marketplace. Following closely behind so as not to lose sight of him, I hefted the basket higher and tried to up my pace.

      So where are we headed? The storerooms are just off the fields, aren’t they? I said as I stepped up beside him.

      Yes, they are, but that’s for grains and vegetables mostly. I’m to take these to the temple kitchens.

      Oh! I just came from the temple. I smiled at him again.

      He’s a quiet one; I hoped I could break him out of his shell.

      I figured as much. You are a priestess, after all, he said that with an undertone that I couldn’t quite put an emotion to. But I don’t think I liked it.

      What’s that supposed to mean? Is there something wrong with being a priestess? I asked.

      It’s just that they all sit up there, being waited on hand and foot, all because everyone thinks they have a direct link to the goddess herself, he said with bitterness. Present company excluded.

      Fair enough. And thank you. I don’t want to be like that. I think we should be among the people, helping the goddess’ children in any way we can. I was starting to realize there’s more to this boy than I gave him credit for.

      We got to the temple kitchens, and after he placed his basket inside the doorway, Gwadei relieved me of the second. He thanked me for the help and went inside. I had had no idea that he worked in the temple before, and now that I knew, maybe we could spend some time together here and there.

      Over the next few weeks, we ended up spending a lot of our spare time together. We became fast friends. I would help him with the fruit delivery during the morning, and after he was finished in the kitchens, he would find me in the gar- dens out back. Most days, we would escape to the falls and sit on the rocks, talking about this or that. He tried many times to get me to go swimming, but as a priestess, such things are for- bidden to do in the presence of a male.

      Come on, Emalia. What’s it going to hurt? It’s just a swim, he asked me again.

      I can’t, Gwadei. You know this. A priestess’ body is a representation of the goddess herself. I cannot expose myself in such a manner. Please understand. I pleaded with him to let it go. I simply cannot.

      Alright, I’m sorry. I won’t bring it up again, he said and gave me a hug.

      Thank you. It’s getting late. We should probably head back. I nudged him with my shoulder playfully.

      "Okay, beautiful. Let’s

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