One of the challenges for the Guild was how little we knew about the Fae. Incredibly secretive, what we did know came from rumors. The Dark and Light Fae were friendlier with the humans, however, there was grapevine chatter that there were other castes of the Fae that we had less information on. There was even one caste called the Horde that was supposed to be the stuff of nightmares and there were whispers that the Horde King had gone walkabout a little over twenty years ago.
Without a guiding hand on that group, who knows what kind of trouble could happen. As it was, there were hints coming back to the Guild of skirmishes within the Fae castes and this is probably why we were experiencing such an increase in the Fae population in our world.
The secrecy just contributed to the problems. Some humans were infatuated with the Fae, others terrified. It was a mess and some just wanted the Otherworld creatures to pack up and leave our world, or be shipped to camps where they could be monitored. Bad idea, they're powerful, immortal and even with the sheer numbers of Witches being trained, it would be an all-out bloody war if we tried it.
The comm device in my ear hit static before Adam’s voice came out clear. “Confirmed, it’s the Prince. You are clear to engage Syn. Chandra's in play now as well. Good luck.”
I let out a shaky exhale. No one had ever tried this before, nor should they. It was basically suicide. There was a reason this embassy was called the Dark Fortress.
Five hundred highly trained Fae reportedly guarded this Fortress. Our sources told us the crown was inside a vault that had one of the most deadly security systems known to every Otherworld creature.
I placed my finger to my ear, “Are we sure it was the DP?”
“Confirmed, Syn…be careful. There's no contingency plan,” Adam replied quietly.
“Wouldn’t have it any other way,” I said with more bravado than I was currently feeling.
If I got caught we cut ties. I would be stuck at the mercy of the Fae who were notorious for not having any. I waited until the door opened once more, slipping in as a tall blonde walked out with a radiant smile on her face.
The Fae were beautiful, ethereal creatures. Many had taken jobs as movie stars, or models. They were the ideal creatures to be on the posters representing the Otherworld beings as they never aged. Timeless beauty, frozen right around the age of thirty.
I scanned the room and found two sets of elevators against the far wall. There were guards stationed in front of the one I needed to get on. I scanned the faces of the Fae guards who were armed to the teeth and with dripping with testosterone. I checked the rest of the lobby before heading to the front desk. I had on a long flowing skirt that made me look similar to the other woman working in the lobby of the Dark Fortress.
“Hi! My name is Angelica. I should be on the list for the walk through for the Embassy tour. I know I am a little late, but the press outside today was crazy,” my voice came out more calmly than I had thought it would.
The busty blonde looked up and glared at me with annoyance. She probably wasn't a fan of the Fae groupies. “First elevator, here is the badge, attach it somewhere security can see it or you will be removed from the building.” She handed me an identity badge that held the false name.
“Thank you so much!” I said with a bright faked smile on my face, turning to make nice with the Fae guards—who didn’t play nice back.
“Identification,” the taller of the two said, holding his hand out without even looking directly at me.
“Oh, of course, sorry,” I smiled and handed him the picture ID. “Here you go."
“Angelica Jolie?” He mocked.
Adam was toast.
“My mother loved the actress,” I said over-emphatically shrugging my shoulders.
The guard didn’t crack a smile. “Spread your arms and legs,” he said with little interest in his voice. I spread my arms and my legs obediently.
His hands came up and patted me down, checking under both breasts as if I might have had a gun parked between them. When he was satisfied that I held no weapons on my person, he turned and hit the button for level 2 before moving back to his post.
The elevator doors opened with a small ringing noise and I silently slipped inside after one male had exited it. Inside I scanned for camera’s and found one in the corner. Two more were beneath the glass two-way mirrors they had covering the walls.
When the doors reopened again, I stepped out surveying the empty hall before heading in the opposite direction of the tour that would be rounding the corridor any moment now if they had stuck to schedule. The door to the next elevator opened and a tall male Fae stepped out smoothly with a radiant smile.
“Are you with the tour?” He inquired.
“Yes, I was a few minutes late though. The press outside is crazy thick today,” I gave him my best dumb-blonde smile and looked up and down the halls as if looking for the group.
“You’re a pretty little thing, you sure you want the boring tour…and not something a little more personal?” His voice had lowered seductively.
I fluttered my eyes and bit my lip. “You could do that?” I asked with awe in my tone.