First Half of Chapter 1

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Chapter 1
Mirabeth

The Dark Fae had been been rejected from Fae society for eons beyond. No one remembers why anymore. But Fae of any race are to stubborn to admit "defeat" and join the two together. So the fae live in prosperity while all the Dark Fae live day by day, hunting for food in the Twilight Caverns. Living only by the light of luminous rocks and moss.

So that brings you to this point in time. At age 15 I have been kicked out of house and home, unable to enter Bellecove territory, where all the big slow easy game is.(Twas a very unfortunate incident)

I had been on my own for 3 years. I've run out of food source of the little game there was here. "He walked ten days, ten more," I am forced to do the impossible,"sat and sharpened sword he prepared for." I am forced to hunt of legends,"For family, for honor, for glory, revenge. Kill It, the Wyvern! Conqueror of Conquerors, Slayer of Beasts, Tyrannical Tyrrant, Breaker of Souls. The Wyvern!" I am going to hunt a Wyvern. It isn't brave, it's desperate and stupid. Really Really Stupid.

I jump down from the large alcove I call home and start on my way along the creek. When it converged with the river I turned right and started down into a tunnel that reeked of death, and hatred. I marched on for some time before the walls widened to a cavern. It was hotter than July in a desert. I had a considerably educated plan. "It's a guess." the sane voice in my head replied at the thought.

End of Chapter One Dark Fae: Mirabeth

Lucealia

Princesses marry Princes, that is how its always been no matter how much of a prick he is, or how ugly. Whether it is for the sake of the kingdom, to continue a blood line, or as simple as to increase wealth or power. No matter how hard I try I can't change that.

I am betrothed to a 5"2" ugly little fuck named Colby. Wait there's more, he also has both a Napoleon Complex, and Superiority Complex to match. Somehow my sister finds him appealing. To me he isn't worth the spit to cuss him out. My parents arranged the marriage between kingdoms for their money. For the last three months I have been gathering supplies, starting with food. Tomorrow is the wedding day. Too bad the bride will be nowhere to be found. Hahaha.

End of Chapter One Elf: Lucealia

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