An immense, lipless mouth, studded with gigantic, crushing teeth was the last sight David had as a mortal. In one slashing moment, his sanity splintered. His humanity and everything he had been was wiped out by the terrifying vision of evil in front of him. Lurching to his feet was a reflex, the young keeper would never again make a conscious decision for himself.
Sara had thought her life was perfect with Jonathan. She had never been in love before and the whirlwind romance had swept her away. She had no idea she was being hunted. A vicious attack that nearly kills her and wrenches Jonathan away forever, drives her towards the magical protection of South Park. There, she must face up to the loss of Jonathan and the knowledge of who she truly is. As her quiet life is shattered, she must go into battle for her life and her people, to keep a promise she does not even remember.
An immortal warrior must protect the princess he has loved for centuries. As he struggles to keep her safe, even from himself, he must draw on every skill he has as a warrior. When every attempt to restore her to her immortal form fails, Blaise must make a terrifying decision. With the wizard, Garraran, injured, they must attempt to perform Sara's change from mortal to immortal themselves. Risking everything, even her life, to do it without him. Against every instinct he has, Blaise must guide her back to her homeland as a mortal.
When all is almost lost, the only hope comes from a terrifying source, one that could aid them or destroy them by a single stroke.
In an ancient time, every magical creature that lived in the world of men had been banished back to Arantor. Only six remained, the Envoys of the Vow. Three from the side of good and three from evil. Enchanted to live many lives as mortals. When they awoke they would no longer be pure good or evil, they could battle for the Thirteenth Seat at the Table of Kings and return balance to Arantor.
Part 1:
Today was supposed to be my fairytale day. My perfect wedding day. I made my way to David, he took my hand in his, walking us closer to the long faced man who would be marrying us. The officiant started, greeting the room full of all my family, all of David's family. Going through the first reading easily. Giving their peace on the joy of marriages, it was bland, but acceptable. Moving along, the officiant announced in a loud voice, "If anyone here knows of any reason why these two should not be lawfully wed, let them speak now, or forever hold their peace." The officiant boomed over the crowd.
I was caught off guard. This part was supposed to be just a formality, just a box to tick. No one was supposed to say anything. The world started to go in slow motion as Verity moved behind me a flicker in the corner of my vision. "David, I can't hide anymore." He said. As David's eyes went from me, to Verity, filled with concern. David looked over my head at Verity while he was holding my hands in his. I heard the crowd gasp, before everyone started to whisper. David dropped my hands. The whispers increased in intensity. Making the room sound like it was full of hissing snakes. David's attention wasn't anywhere near me. I looked up to see him looking over my head at my brother. With a look I had thought he had saved just for me, my heart breaking as my fairy tale became a nightmare.
Part 2 also complete July 2023.