“No, the waters are poisonous,” he smiled.
“Seriously?” I asked feeling my disappointment rise.
“These ones are; the beings were ripe with treachery against one another,” he explained. “They were pitted against each other, and history says Danu started it, unwilling to do the job herself. She set them on one another to kill each other. The Queen poisoned the waters, and then sacrificed her handmaidens in their depths. If you look,” he said as he held me as if he was afraid I’d fall in. “You can see their corpses at the bottom.”
I could see one, and she was whole, as if she only slept in the depths. “Creepy.” Some men took women to the movies or wined and dined them, but my beast took me to see dead things, and ruins that he’d loved as a child…he was seriously lacking in the seduction part right now, but I was actually pleased that he’d brought me here, even if it was creepy as all get-out.
“Come,” he whispered as he pulled me to yet another door. This one had stairs leading down into the pits of the ruins. As we walked further down, the wall gave way and you could see what looked like a huge aquarium.
Inside the wall of water were more ruins. Huge pillars stood, some broken but all were damaged, and in the far distance, I could just make out what looked like a Roman coliseum.
“Holy crap,” I said as I moved to the wall and slid my hand through it.
My hand became fully engulfed in the water, and I smiled as I pulled it back out. “It’s not poisoned too, right?”
“No; if it was, I wouldn’t have let you stick your hand in it. You can’t go inside; I’ve tried on many occasions. It’s quite painful when you try to place your head inside.”
“That sucks,” I said eyeing it and wondering if it was worth a try.
“There’s more to see, and I grow impatient of this eternal hard on,” he growled against my ear when I remained at the water wall.
I laughed and turned to look at him. He took my hand and held it against his cock, which was very hard and throbbing. “Pervert, just can’t take you anywhere,” I mocked him, complaining playfully.
“Come.”
We entered another room and I paused; the floor was sand, and someone had taken a very long time to draw the same dragons in it. In the middle was a larger dragon, and beside him a much smaller one. In front of them were three very small dragons.
Tears filled my eyes as I lifted them to him. “You did this,” I whispered breathlessly.
“Yes,” he smiled. I watched as he lowered his hulking frame to the floor and took my hand. “I’m asking you this, not because I almost lost you, but because I know now that I need you. You’re my air, Synthia Raine McKenna, the mother to my children and my entire world. I know now that I’ve always wanted you, and while I went through deceitful ways to obtain you, we now know that this was our destiny all along. I love you, and I don’t want to live without you. So, Pet. Will you marry the beast?”
“Marry the beast?” I laughed but the moment his smirk faltered I stopped. This was Ryder, Horde King to the entire Fae world, and he was on bended knee, asking me to marry him.
He started to rise and I sank to the ground before him. He paused as he watched me, and I could see fear in his eyes, fear that I’d say no yet again. “If I fall, will you promise to pick me up and always put the pieces back together?”