Giving her one last sypathetic look, he turns and strides down the driveway; small leaves cracking under his weight. Overhead, the sun manages to break free of the clouds and Anastasia notices something that has eluded her sight. One word written on the back on his neck, with fine black ink. The letters form swirling patterns and it imprits itself underneath her eyelids. One word. Seelie... Anastasia Dawnstrider believes that life is almost perfect. She has a brother, a kind mom, and a very close best friend. Then her family is taken by the Unseelie, foes of the majestic faeries of the Seelie court. The Unseelie wants revenge...but for what, Anastasia doesn't know. And her best friend plays a major part of this deadly dance between sides. Best friends tell eachother everything...right?