Prologue

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In the age of harmony, the realms of humans and fae flourished side by side. The lands were alive with magic, where elves, fairies, and mystical creatures roamed freely under the protection of the Elvin King and Queen. Peace reigned, and the delicate balance between the two worlds was maintained by a sacred pact, a bond forged in trust and mutual respect.

But such tranquility could not last. The human hearts, once filled with awe and reverence for the fae, grew envious of their immortal beauty and boundless powers. Whispers of discontent spread through the human kingdoms, fanned by the flames of ambition and greed. It was only a matter of time before these whispers turned to war cries.

The fragile peace was shattered by the sudden deaths of the human king and queen, leaving their young daughter, Princess Alessandra, orphaned and too young to rule. Seizing this opportunity, the queen's sister Malevola, Alessandra's aunt, and her husband Thaddeus assumed power. Known now as the evil queen, Malevola concealed her sinister intentions beneath a facade of benevolence. Under her cruel reign, the once harmonious relationship between humans and fae deteriorated into chaos and bloodshed.

The war between humans and the fae was swift and brutal. The enchanted lands were ravaged, and the air was thick with the scent of blood and smoke. Despite their ancient magic, the fae was overwhelmed by the human armies' sheer numbers and relentless might, now driven by the queen's insatiable thirst for power. The Elvin King and Queen fell, their crowns shattered, and their kingdom plunged into darkness.

The victors imposed a cruel order. Fae creatures, once proud and free, were shackled and enslaved. Enchanted braces bound their powers, and their spirits were crushed under the weight of human tyranny. The realm that once sang with the harmony of two worlds now groaned under the iron fist of a single, ruthless queen.

In this bleak landscape, a young elf named Taryn was taken from her home, her family lost to the ravages of war. At the tender age of five, she was sold into slavery, her fire magic sealed away by cold, unyielding metal. For years, Taryn's life was a series of harsh servitudes, each master more callous than the last, her dreams of freedom dimming with each passing day.






A/N: Hello my dear and lovely readers! This story originally started as a project for an English class, and now it has become a part of me, I have put my heart and soul into this story and continue to do so as it progresses. I hope you enjoy the story!

Cum Amore

-Elli 

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