The Fae Realm

Chapter 8

"You are not a princess. You are a queen."

Chapter 8

In the Dark Fae castle, Princess Brecklyn is screaming for help as her wrists are chained to the ground in the throne room. As she wrestles against the chains a dark hooded figure enters the room calmly.

"No one can hear you, princess." He laughs wickedly as he walks closer to her.

"Who are you!?" She demands.

The man reaches up slowly pulling down his hood revealing his face. "Well, I'm the man of your dreams of course."

Brecklyn gasps as she tries to hold back her fear. "It's you... you're the man from my nightmares..."

He takes a step closer to her. "So glad you remembered our acquaintance."

Brecklyn pulls away from him as far as the chains will allow her to. "You were the Prince of Autumn. Your brother was named King and you couldn't handle that, so now you think you can take over the whole Fae Realm?" She asked as she looked at him pathetically, but he was unphased by her disgust.

The man begins circling her as if she is a helpless fish in a sea full of great white sharks.

"My apologies princess please, forgive me for not properly introducing myself. My name is Connor, the beloved Prince of the Autumn court many moons ago. I was the next in line ya know, but as destiny has it the cards were not in my favor. My brother was superior in every single way. Or at least that's what my parents and the rest of the realm perceived. He was crowned King and I was appointed to be the permanent prince of the Autumn Court. A title I would eventually share with my brother's son who would then become King and I would still be yet only a prince."

Brecklyn's gaze cautiously follows Connor as he continues. "I needed to find a way, thus the Shadow Realm was born. I assembled an army full of fae who were wronged, betrayed, rejected, and discarded like myself. And I made a promise that I would take over the Fae Realm as the rightful heir to the throne!"

Brecklyn shakes her head repulsed. "You are sick."

Connor stops circling her and locks eye contact as he speaks to her. "Haven't you ever wondered what it's like? To be the most powerful force? The most respected and the most admired? I know you've got a fire in you. Together we could be unstoppable princess."

Brecklyn scowls and spits in his face.

Connor nods his head unphased and laughs. "That's my princess."

Brecklyn gets angry. "I'm not your princess!"

Connor takes a step back and smiles eerily."You're right. You are not a princess. You are a queen. The Queen of the Fae Realm," Connor turns away with his black cape floating behind him. Brecklyn screams after him using all of her strength to try and break free from the shackles.