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Faery royalty have always married for duty rather than love. Prince Chrysanths should be no different – except with a human for a father, the prince known as Puck already is different. When he is betrothed against his will to Prince Sky, Puck flees to his father in the human world, only to have Sky follow.
Prince Sky Song of the Clouds isn’t thrilled with the prospect of marriage either, but is bound by duty to follow through. If he can’t win Puck over, the faery realm might very well dissolve into utter chaos. Too busy arguing, Puck and Sky are unaware there are others with a vested interest in seeing the betrothal fail. In a bid for Puck’s crown, they’ll seek to keep them apart, even as Puck and Sky realize that duty and love don’t always have to be mutually exclusive.
Hi and welcome to the BETROTHED: A FAERY TALE blog tour.
Thank you to the lovely folks at Boys In Our Books who were kind enough to host me on the eighth day of my tour.
Please follow me around and get to know the faery princes Puck and Sky and how their world changes due to one (annoying) law. (Schedule here: https://theresewritesthings.wordpress.com/2015/08/25/blog-tour-for-betrothed/)
Today, I’m sharing an excerpt in which Puck and Sky meet each other for the first time.
“Make yourselves comfortable. I’ll be right back.” He walked farther into the house and called up a set of stairs. “Puck, you have visitors!”
“Be right down, Dad!”
Sky heard the scramble of feet above him and then the loud thumps of someone clattering down the steps. Sky’s first glimpse of his betrothed was of his feet, then his lean legs clad in the same blue fabric his father wore. After that was a blur, because Puck jumped the rest of the way down the stairs and turned to look at his guests. The fleeting smile on his lips dropped away, and his face went white.
“Oh shit,” he said and then turned to run.
Sky made a move after him, but Puck’s father lunged and blocked Puck’s intended path. Jim grabbed Puck by his shoulders.
“You may be an adult now,” Jim said, spinning Puck around and marching him into the room, “but I will still punish you if I need to.”
“But Dad,” Puck sputtered, “this is the delicate situation I told you about.”
“Then you’re going to sit here and make it undelicate.”
“That’s not even a word.”
Jim manhandled Puck into a chair, and his strong, calloused hands maintained their grip on his son even after he was seated. “What doesn’t make sense is you trying to run off again. These fine folks have come all the way from your other home to talk to you, and you’re going to damn well listen.”
Puck crossed his arms. “Fine, but I’m not changing my mind.”
Jim gave the four faeries a pointed look. “Let’s all have a seat.”
Sky settled onto the plush couch, sinking down into the cushions, while his guards moved to stand behind him.
Sky’s gaze fixed on Puck in the chair across from him, his thoughts whirling and his pulse thudding hard in his veins. Puck was beautiful. There was no denying it. His dark brown hair lay flat against his head, and his brown eyes were light, almost a honey color. He had human markings, dark dots that lay in patterns against his pale skin, and full pink lips currently drawn into a pout. Even scrunched down into the chair, Sky could see the breadth of his shoulders and the length of his limbs.
“My mother is pissed, huh?” Puck said, addressing Az.
“Pissed is an understatement. She’s going to wring your neck when she sees you again. Be forewarned.”
Puck ran a hand down his face and sighed. “Fuck.”
“She sent me as a guide”—Az waved his hand at Sky—“for Prince Sky and his guards.”
Puck straightened in his chair, his eyes widening.
“You’re Prince Sky?” Puck asked, voice cracking.
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Therese Woodson is a writer, a wife, a mother of three, a pet-owner, and a long-time member of her college’s sci-fi club. She is a fan of watching bad television shows, superhero movies, and anything involving mythology. She loves creating interesting characters, universes, and stories with happy endings.