Chapter 1
She walked into the room, wearing all black. No one had seen her before. That was not unusual, everyone in this class was new. Professor Anthony Sadore watched her. This was not his first time teaching Mythology if the eighteenth century. However, he had never seen any female like her. She sat in the front row, her eyes hidden behind a dark pair of sunglasses.
Sadore was captivated. She looked so familiar. If was a man that believed in myths, he'd say she was the woman he dreamed of. And she did have the same features of the mystery woman in his dreams.
She looked around, her mane of black hair cascading across her shoulders. Her ruby red lips were plush and ripe. Her skin, so pale, it was almost eerie. Then he cleared his throat and everyone sat. He looked around and was about to welcome his students when her eyes zeroed in on him. She removed her glasses and he choked.
He'd seen those eyes before, fairy eyes, in his dreams. She was the fairy he dreamed of. Composing himself, Anthony forced himself to focus.
Fairies are not real. She is just a young woman who, like the others, has to take this class.
He told himself.
Then he heard a feminine voice giggle,
Wrong, I don't need this class. You know why I'm here.
His eyes flew to her once more, as she seared him with her vision. Anthony shook his head. Now he was imagining things, He heard her laugh. He shook his head and introduced his curriculum.
"Good morning, Ladies and Gentlemen, I am Professor Anthony Sadore. I am your guide through mythical creatures of the eighteenth century. We will learn the truth behind the most famous characters of all time. This won't be a fluff course. As future writers, directors, producers, and entertainers, you need to be aware of many things. Know your craft as some would say. So for the next four months, sit down, buckle in, and get ready for an amazing journey."
She smiled, and his body reacted. Chastising himself, Anthony reminded himself that she was a student. No matter how sexy she was she was off limits. Some of the students had questions. He answered and day one ended. Everyone stood to leave, except her. She sat and watched him. Soon the very last student left, leaving the two of them alone.
Anthony walked over to her and said, "Miss, class is over. Unless you needed to talk about something, you can go."
She faced him and smiled, "I'm not leaving. When I do leave, you'll come with me. Anthony, for four years you have delved into our world. I allowed it, but now it's time for you to decide. This will be your last term teaching this class because in six months, I will come for you. You will join me in the world of fae. You are the one I choose, my companion, my lover, my mate."
Anthony was rendered speechless. She smiled as she stroked his cheek and sauntered out of the room. He sat at his desk, staring at the closed door. At forty years old, he had never felt so aroused by any woman. Anthony was not new at this. He dated several women in the past. He was not a player though. He never was involved with more than one woman at once, and the women he dated were bookish types. The young woman that just walked out of his classroom was definitely not bookish.
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"Rhyannon, where have you been?" A deep voice asked. Rhy fluttered into the throne room and bowed before her king. The throne room was gold, with two gold plated thrones in the center. She loved being in this room, when she and her sisters were little they would sneak in ad sit in their mother's seat. Their caretaker often chastised them, but she never stayed mad long.
"Sire, I was on top. I went to see him." Before he could chastise her, she hurriedly and spoke. "Sire, I am of age now. If I plan to have a family, then I must mate soon. Anthony is my companion. I need to be with him"
"Rhyannon, you know they cannot know we exist. For a human to join us, he has to leave his or her old life. He will be dead to all of his loved ones. For you to have your happiness, are you willing to rip his family apart?" He asked.
Rhy looked at her king, her father and opened her mouth to speak. "Father, am I condemned to be barren and alone? Can I not have a life with the man the fates have chosen for me? Give me six months, if he falls for me, I will tell him of us and give him a choice. However, if he does not succumb, I will come home and live as you wish."
"Daughter, you make this harder than it must be. I know of one male that has loved you for as long as I can remember. He is our kind, and he will be able to protect you and your children. Who's to say a human can adapt, and if he does, you will have to be the protector." King Alfendae sighed, "I don't want that for you. Your sisters chose men from other fae families. They are happy. Give up this human, and choose one of our kind."
Rhyannon sighed. Her father meant well. However, she did not want to settle. Anthony was hers and from his reaction tonight, he was going to be fun to chase.
"Father, I know I have come to you many times with many schemes. You and all of our people have been tolerable. But this time, I know Anthony is my companion. Yes, I was wrong in the past, but this time I'm sure." Rhy smiled and her father gave in.
"OK, six months, but you cannot use magic to persuade him." He exhaled. "You will live as a human. No one here will contact you and only your mother or I will reach you mentally. I have arranged an apartment for you and covered the cost for you to attend his class. At the end of six months, if he is not hopelessly in love with you, and is willing to give up everything for you, then you must return home, never to interfere in his life again.
But, if he loves you, then you must reveal yourself to him and ask him to give up his life to live here. He has to choose. If he has an ounce of doubt, then you are to free him. I will erase all memory of you and you will be just another girl in his class. You then will find a companion amongst our kind." He stopped.
Rhy smiled, "Thank you father. You will see. Anthony is my life mate. We belong together." She hugged her father and rushed to tell her sisters.
As she rushed out, her mother, Queen Fezira entered. "You should stop this. That man is not her soul mate and we both know this. Why are you allowing her to expose herself to such heartache?"
King Alfendae faced his upset spouse. "She won't listen, my love. In life there are three ways to earn. One is to watch someone go through something and two experience it yourself. Our daughter is the latter. She has to experience to learn."
The Queen understood, but her worry did not lessen. What if someone else recognized her daughter as fey? She would be in danger. She would recover from a broken heart, but if a vampire, wolf, gargoyle, witch, or God forbid, a Demon decided to take her. On top, she would be defenseless.
Queen Fezira joined her daughter. "So, you are going above ground. Up there is not like it is here. You will be on your own Rhyannon; I want you to think about this."
"Mother, I know what I'm doing. I knew who he was the first night I spied him through his window. He was so handsome and bored." She spoke dreamily, "I decided to liven up his evening and made his date spill her drink. She was mortified, but at least he was not bored." Rhy giggled as she lay across her hammock.
"That sounds awful. Really Rhy, you know better." The Queen sighed, "I don't like this, but your father has decreed it, so I will be silent. Just remember, you can always come home."
Rhy squealed and hugged her mother. Traveling to her new home was quick and easy. She appeared in her apartment and was greeted by the landlord. The landlord was the only person who knew what she was. He had his own secrets. Being a gnome, he would not say anything. Rhys loved her small one bedroom home. It wasn't decorated like her room at the palace, but that didn't matter. She had to devise a plan to woo her male.
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