Prolouge

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When the child returns to the Queen of Ice,

The kingdoms unite, as the throw of the dice.

But as power is gained, greed follows after,

And all shall bow, loyal to their master.

A dragon will be born, it's life mislead,

And the days return, the days of the dead.

For with every take, there comes a give,

And if you were wise, forever you would live.

The twin fae, one holding the power of death,

And the other, the fighter, struggling for breath.

The corrupted prince, barely holding his head,

The kings High Advisor, a feeling of dread.

The human twins, one dead one alive,

A lovesick man, awaiting his bride.

From the borders of fae land to the territory of the shifters,

A power was bled, a danger, a trickster.

So if you heed our warning, you'll give back what's ours,

For as you stand, your time is limited to hours.

And when the dragons call for their keepers, their riders,

The princesses will return, and on their hands vengeance.

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