Glass Sky {HIATUS}

The Doves felt as though only they were pure enough to be held close to the sky. Their white wings the only ones allowed to brush through the fresh air. To touch the real Sky.
They locked the Ravens in a box made from mirrors and a glass roof. Their black wings were hardly used and much thinner and weaker than the Doves'. Unless you were royal or elite, your feet hardly left the ground.
When the Queen of the Ravens and King of the Doves decide to bridge the gap between races, the princesses Ila and Aria are forced into marriages they don't want.
What will they do to get away from the suffocating royalty? Will they fall? And will they fall from the Sky, or in love?