Once I'd chosen my mate instead of freedom. For weeks we retraced our steps back to Mistfell
and the lingering shadow of the Veil at the boundary between realms. Traveling through the
kingdom I denied the evidence in front of me unable to fathom that I wasn't the lost princess
of Faerie. Instead it is Fallon who must fear the consequences of her heritage. Which leaves
me with a single unanswered question. Then I awoke caged high above the throne of the Queen
of Air & Darkness. Mab is the Queen who keeps all of Alfheimr held squirming within her clawed
grasp. She uses the children of Faerie to sustain the magic granted to her by the cursed gem
atop her crown which has carved her from the girl she once was into a dark vessel obsessed
with power. She thrives on cruelty and wields our love as an instrument for pain. Now I'll
play the games of the Fae. I'm a curiosity my presence an enigma that was never foreseen. I
may not be Mab's daughter yet she still keeps me close as she forges me into a weapon against
humans and Fae alike. Mab may not own me yet but she controls the life of the man I love.
There is nothing I wouldn't do to see him freed. Even if I have to become the villain to do it.
