Erotic Fairytales Revamped

The Sister

Once upon a time there was a special child who was blessed to see through the ordinary. Things no ordinary human eyes can see. Creatures of magic and power. Despite this great gift the babe was also cursed with a mysterious illness no mortal medicine can cure. She was to live a short agonizing life.

But there was respite with the supernatural taking a liking to the small ray of sunshine that she was. She grew closer to these creatures more than any other humans her age. For other kids she was weird and their parents always caution them not to approach the child covered in veil.

Her body was plagued with dark marks, like engravings that eat away at her life. She is smaller than her peers. Her bones are brittle and weak. She is often inflicted with cold and shortness of breaths.

She was loved by faeries because her innate ability to cure the supernatural, but she could never cure herself.

Which is so unfortunate.

However one day, when the prince fell ill and no fae could cure him, the little girl gave him a helping hand saving him and ensuring his lineage would continue.

The king and queen of the silee court acknowledged her gift and in return they bestowed her a blessing. Her precious life.

On the night of the first full moon, the child was offered up to the Goddesses, and in response the legendary flower of Amaryllis blossomed after  thousand of years.

It's nectars dripped on the sleeping child's mouth, and in an instant it healed the young ones sickness.

Turning the once dark mark into beautiful silver engravings. Restoring her health into full optimization. She was touched by the Goddesses, enabling her to walk both in the veiled world and the mortal realm.

And in the passing years she would grow to become the greatest fairy doctor.

Her name was Amarylis, the most beautiful flower that has ever bloomed.

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"The king is coming over to visit the country side, and is currently searching for a potential bride." Amarylis 'Mari',  stopped pouring her mother's tea to look over her father on his work table.

Dalya, their mother stopped knitting and turned wide eyed to her husband.

Rosalia's cup of tea stopped midway and Amarily's put her own books away.

"He will arrive three days from now. And the king will hold a hunting tournament here, I want you both to attend the opening ceremony."

Rosalia perked up, easily among two sisters Rosalia was the livelier, more beautiful. She has great ambitions too.

She wanted to be married with nobility and go to the central city. The country side did not suit her at all. She is resolute and have the tendency to use her beauty to be manipulative and getting what she wants.

While Amarilys or Mari on the other hand was the opposite. She is quiet but kind, she tends to be immersed in her study or other physical activities, and she was very much liked by everyone. Despite not seing her appearance the villagers liked and respected her for her kind and welcoming personality.

Her beautiful features after all, was obscured by the intricate silver mask and veil. Only her plump lips are visible on the specially made mask. Nobody knew what she looks like underneath, besides her parents who shares her secret.

"Oh Papa, what a delight! I must hurry and go to the seamstress to prepare the most expensive gown. This will be so much fun. Do you think that he would like me Papa?" Rosalia asked.