Call to Arms (War of the Fae: Book 2) by Elle Casey Read Free Book Online Page A

Gimme the scoop.”   I was more comfortable right now with listening instead of talking
    Céline clasped her hands together in her lap.   “Okay.   So, our current working theory is that you are an elemental.   An elemental is a fae that has ties, through the magic, to one or more of the elements – the elements being Earth, Air or Wind, Fire, and Water.   Some include Spirit as an element, but for purposes of our discussion that is not relevant.   Because you have shown to have a very strong and uncommonly close tie with The Green, we suspect that your elemental strength comes mainly from the Earth.”  
    She glanced down at my hands that were once again digging themselves into the ground – I couldn’t seem to help myself.   I pulled them out and shook them off, laying them in my lap.
    She smiled and continued.   “Some particularly strong elementals have ties to one other element.   The Siren, the one you know as the Lady of the Lake, suspected that you might have a tie to her world, the one that includes the element, Water.   Once I get a feel for your Earth connection, after lunch, we will go see if she is correct about your connection to the Water element.”
    “How are we going to do that?”
    “That has not yet been fully determined.   We who are on the council will discuss it during the lunch break.   So, to continue ... we have not had an elemental with the Light Fae for several hundred years.   Some of us were around when the last elemental was alive, but none of us really knew his magic very well.   He was a private individual, choosing to stay with his element more than other fae.”
    “What was his element?”
    “Air.”
    I frowned, trying to picture how that would work.   “How does a guy hang out with air?”
    Céline sighed.   “He would connect with the air and disappear into it.   He essentially was air.   Eventually, he was air so often , he was never fae anymore .   His spirit faded away until it was gone.   It was sad, really.   It began, maybe seven hundred years ago, or more ... ”
    “Well that sounds completely messed up.   Is that going to happen to me?”   What?   Was I going to turn into a tree or something?   How old was I going to get?   Was I going to go crazy eventually?
    “No.   We know the dangers of wallowing in the magic.   We will train you, to the best of our abilities, to manage your ties to the elements.”   She cleared her throat and sat up straighter, continuing, “You may have noticed the strong reaction from the fae when Anton announced you were an elemental.”
    I nodded.
    “This is for a couple of reasons.   First, you are the only Light Fae of your kind.   Your powers, if you can learn to harness and use them properly, are nearly unrivaled in the fae world.   Even the witches are second in power only to an elemental.   This is both a good thing, and a bad thing.”
    “How so?”   I was trying not to feel all badass about the idea that I was going to be able to kick some serious butt soon, but it was hard.
    “It is good because as we said, there is a war coming.   The Dark Fae are building their numbers.   We do not agree with their philosophy, but they do not care.   At some point, they are going to force us into a confrontation.   Having powers like yours on our side would be extremely beneficial to our cause and to the cause of the humans, whether they know it or not.”
    Hmmm.   Savior of the human race.   Do I rock or what?
    “It’s a bad thing though, because even among the Light Fae, there will be some who are jealous of you, who are threatened by you, and who will want to do you harm.   Fae can be vain and arrogant.   It is a natural condition for those who are supernatural and can readily compare their superiority to a world full of weak and fragile humans.   But obviously, vanity is dangerous.   It clouds good judgment, encourages rash behavior, and in general causes antagonistic feelings.   We of the