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The Omen Of Death

Y/n POV

"Y/n dear, please take care of you brothers I'm going to the market!" My mother yelled from the bottom of the stairs, I walked down grabbing the five year old, Mira and the four year old, Whisper.

I guess I should introduce myself right? Well my name is Y/n Shards, I am a 300 year old fae. Well 13 in human years. I am raised to be put into an arranged marriage with the Prince of Thorn Valley, Malleus Draconia. I don't even know the guy, but we have feasts that the Draconia's provide. I never get a break taking care of my brothers, 'preparing for motherhood.' As mother says. Let's get back to the main storyline though.

"I have and will always take care of these little rascals!" I said ruffling their hair, my tail brushed against their noses. I put the two of them down on the lounge and walked out to get the paper and pencils. That was a horrible idea on my part really. When I came back in Whisper somehow hit Mira with a rock, I don't know how he got it but he definitely hit him with it.

"Hey! No hitting Mira with random stuff you find on the floor!" I yelled at the boy, he let out a cry as he wiped his eyes. A sigh escaped my mouth as I looked at the two. "How will I deal with you?" My tail grabbed the both of them pulling them closer to me. I grabbed some supplies and left the house with Mira on my back and Whisper on my hip. The two cried and whined as we wandered around the village, I saw the dear young prince with his caretaker Lilia.

I figured it was time to go back home before our mother came back.

Ah yes. Felicia Shards, my mother. She may seem nice, but behind the mask is a whole different person. A monster. I raised both my brothers since they were born, mother was off chasing after other fae's she found cute. Yes she was young when she had me but she is able to feed off our fear every time she brought back a drunk man with her. The fear in our eyes is her feul. Her only source of life.

"Alright, you two go sit over th-." I said as our mother came back with the food and you guessed it a drunk soldier from the humans. She stumbled and folded with the man as they laughed. She spotted me in the corner of her eye.

"Her. She is learning how to be a proper wife." She said as she pointed out, the man looked over seeing me and walked over. He looked at me and saw the fear in my eyes as I shielded my brothers with my tail.

"She doesn't look like a girl suitable for marriage." He said looking at my eyes. "She has much more potential, like being hung on a wall." He got in my face, then looked at Felicia.

"M- Mira take Whisper up to your room I'll be there in a second." I said grabbing their hands, I saw her passed out and waited for the two to get up the stairs then grabbed the sword from the wall. I backed up, pointing the sword at the man's throat. "What the fuck are you here for?" I asked making him look at me. He grabbed the blade of the sword and his hand bled.

"I'm not here for Felicia, she is far to old to be hung for the whole kingdom to see." He replied. My eyes shot open, dulling as I saw him throw the sword away. "But I am willing to make a deal with you."

"What is this so called deal?" I asked, checking if my brothers were there.

"Simple. I won't hurt your village if you become my kingdoms little spy." He whispered looking at me.

"Fine, just please don't hurt the village or it will be my head." I took out my hand, he shook it. I smiled as I whispered some words, his hand started to turn to dust as he yelled at Felicia to wake up. She did and saw his body crumbling away.