The Fae King and the Wizard Prince

*The Pact*

"As written in the most sacred ancient texts your majesty, in every 100 years, the most powerful being from each side are agreed to be married."

Earth huffed, he is starting to get a major headache from this. The scribes has been relentless about this pact that was made with the mortals eons ago. This pact was made because the faes and the humans who have access to magic has been fighting for the longest time and no one knows the exact reason why. Some scrolls say that the humans stole important sacred scrolls that gave them more power, some say it was due to betrayal and at this point, Earth does not care anymore.

"How many times do I have to tell you that I will only marry for love?" Earth challenged the scribes. He might be the king but he is now challenging a law so old and so fundamental, he might as well just be stripped of his title.

"Sire, this pact is bound by oldest of magic, you know it, you feel it in your bones. We cannot change this."

Earth is losing this fight. It's true, once a fae is born every new cycle, he is brought to the Tree of Life and if a leaf falls on your head, it signifies that you are the most powerful fae magically and physically.

"Can you leave me and my son alone for a while?" The Queen Mother asked the scribes.

Once they were alone, Earth started to air his grievance "Mother, I don't want that. I have always dreamt of falling in love. I want what you and father had when he was still alive. This is not what I see my future as. As the king, I know my responsibilities but can't I have a say when it comes to my own happiness?"

Earth was enveloped in a warm embrace "I understand you very much son, as your mother, I just want you to be happy but there are things I cannot control and things I cannot fight."

"Are we just supposed to accept that?"

"My love, when we stumble in to things that we cannot change we need to find acceptance and peace with it. We cannot always change everything, however, we can always make the most out of every situation."

Earth sighed, he knows he has no choice, maintaining the pact means maintaining the magic that protects both races from harming each other. He is very much aware that there are entities just waiting for this peace to disappear and he cannot allow the genocide that might happen if he doesn't push through with this.

"Mother, do you know who my consort would be?"

"We don't know yet aside from the fact that it's a male"

Earth slumped back on the throne and started to wonder how the next few weeks will be.