The Light Within The Fire

Chapters 1-16

Prologue

A man was lying in wait, in an alleyway, two bushes near him and no street lights to give away his position. He sat ready to draw his sword. It was a particularly heavy sword one he was not used to wielding. He was always the stronger of his siblings. Always won each battle with ferocity. He had a thirst for power and was known for it in Faerie. He dressed in black armor, his wings folded on his back and his glowing auburn eyes were the only thing that could give way his position. His clothes were dark to blend into his surroundings, his Fae eyes pierce the darkness.

As he waited for his target he remembered the conversation he had with General Lican a few hours before coming to the human world. He was told to hunt down Siera, the Queen of the Fae. She was sent to the mortal world to protect her from being killed by the Red Fae's army. They had overrun the Unseelie Court to take the throne from King Sakim, her husband. It was a glorious bloodbath one he will remember for the rest of his days, blood was splattered all over the kingdom for the king would not give up his crown. He was the one to slice through the king's neck delivering the final blow. He delighted in that moment, it was the moment he got revenge for the murder of his unborn child.

She was a beautiful sight, her hair flows around her like a sea of grace blue in color just like her ocean eyes. She was old but still could make an army of men fall to their knees with just one glance. She made her way elegantly on the sidewalk, coming closer and closer to where he lay waiting for the perfect moment to swing his sword and finish what he came here to do.

The man let Siera walk past him, he lurched out of the shadows and reared his sword crashing down right through her heart. The smell of blood stains the air, she falls to her knees surprised this was her fate. And looked up at the shadow of a man she recognized. She whispered with her last breath, "My son Maroke will destroy every last one of the Red Fae, you will surely...regret the air you breathe." Coughing she fell into his arms.

The man pitied her, she was an easy kill, much easier than storming the Unseelie Court and taking the crown, he brought his mouth to her ear.

"Let him come."

Chapter 1

"Alina!! Get up, the Seelie council awaits your presence."

The Seelie court is known for fire magic; they tend to overreact with the slightest wrong doing. And currently rule over all the Fae. Although there are six different courts in Faerie. The Seelie Court, The Unseelie court, The Courtless, Winter Court and the Shadow Court. They are all ruthless, The Courtless are power hungry and blood thirsty. The Unseelie court used to rule the lands before my father stole the crown from King Sakim. Now they hide near the Shadow Court ready to make a move. While The Courtless don't dabble in anything that has to do with politics or the crown. They dabble in trade rather than battling over who rules all of Faerie. The Shadow Court is monstrous. They keep to themselves until they are bothered. Stories and songs are written about how they chew on the bones of humans and any Fae that might disrupt them, to gain their powers. The Winter Court has been extinct since the battle of the Unseelie and Seelie courts.

Stretching out my arms, I open my eyes and there standing next to my bed is my sister Mia. She is my younger sister, who favors ball gowns and jewelry, dresses and plays by the rules. She is wearing a bright yellow dress with red and white roses trailing from her shoulder down all the way to the floor, her dull red hair is pinned in a loose bun. She is the only one in the family with freckles on her cheeks, with a natural pinkish glow.