Chapter 195: ’Evil’ elves
Evanna turned her head toward Arawn and Garrett, casually wiping goblin’s blood from their swords and sauntering towards them. Ger instantly pulled Evanna back, shielding her from them, and Axel stood in front of them while Ronan stood beside the night fae, keys in hand, glancing between the other men.
"*Such simpletons,*" Garrett commented as he sheathed his seraph blade.
Arawn’s eyes flashed in mirth as he stopped before Axel’s tense body, sizing him up but then in approval. "And how would you protect Evanna without any weapons? I commend you for your courage and loyalty to your princess, but it was we who helped you, humans." He began to step around Axel, but the giant placed his hand on Arawn’s shoulder, halting him midstride. The Prince’s cold gaze flicked up to his full height, challenging him to do more.
"Stop!" Evanna blurted as Garrett’s hand moved to the hilt of his sword.
"We won’t let them take you again. They’ll have to go through us first," Ger snapped in a hushed whisper.
Evanna twisted herself out of Ger’s hold. "Our plans have changed. Prince Arawn and Sir Garrett are here to help." She held Ger’s bicep, squeezing gently to stop him from moving forwards before meeting Axel’s gaze.
Axel read the determination on her face and stepped away, bowing his head, though his large hands were clenched tightly, his bushy brows creased.
"Do not tell me you trust them!" Ger growled, grabbing her upper arms and turning her to face only him, shielding her still from the ’evil’ elves. Evanna could read the panic and anger behind the depths of his ocean eyes.
But she needed him to work with the elves to continue their journey. If not, then Evanna would be glad to send them back to Dunhurst, back to where it was safe, because although they had left such a deadly forest, the princess felt like that was only the beginning of their troubles.
"Arawn has sworn himself to me," Evanna replied quietly so only he could hear. Ger’s brows scrunched further, and his eyes blazed furiously, ready to counteract that it didn’t mean anything. "We must trust one another. He must trust in me as much as I to him.." She leaned forwards, her eyes meeting Arawn’s as she spoke into Ger’s ear. "We need their help Ger. The gem.."
"Is in Lyvaria," Ger finished in a whisper. Evanna pulled away, startled, and met his eyes, trouble filling hers. "We tried to get it back from her.."
Evanna searched his eyes for the answers to her questions. What really happened to them?