Dancing In the Forest
  • مقروء 63
  • صوت 8
  • أجزاء 7
  • الوقت 1h 25m
  • مقروء 63
  • صوت 8
  • أجزاء 7
  • الوقت 1h 25m
إكمال، تم نشرها في يونـ 11, 2020
In the deep woods of a wild upstate New York, there's a hidden settlement where magic and mundane alike are bound by a long history. There live Faeries and Humans, and the Fae's only royal family, in one huge and historic mansion.

Mars is the Faeries' disappointing crown prince.

Eiyan is a "simple" kitchen slave, since birth.

Clay is the Fae prince everyone loves.

Fin is an irritating free human.

And this is their story.

^^^^
contributors: jer, judas
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