Chapter twenty-one
Interlude
At last .
Oak King and Holly King. Mortal and fae.
The Summer Court fallen to the Winter. (As Winter, in turn, would fall.)
Sacrificial desire.
A feast, one Faerie’s children had foolishly denied it for too long. Left it dwindling and weak without the Solstice rites.
But here, these two, this willing pair, offered themselves eagerly.
Faerie drank them like wine. (Like blood.) (Like sex.)
And where naught but void had existed, flowers bloomed. Petals of honey on stems of ice.