Portal to the fae

Elizabeth (Libby) and I always loved our Aunt Sasha, she was quirky, always sporting wild ombre coloured hair, a bit like a pixie, everywhere she went she carried this wild knotted staff, a bit like a wizard's, thinking about it now. Aunt Sasha was babysitting us for the week so that our parents could have time to reaffirm their commitment to each other, whatever that means.

We were in our new bedroom, having moved back to Ireland recently, it was a quaint room, the floor marked with Celtic runes, we thought nothing of it until we asked our Aunt to tell us a story. She always did this weird but cool chant before telling us a story. When she had done it on her visit to us in Australia nothing happened, except a cool imaginary adventure. However, here was different. A blue light lit up the runes and took us elsewhere...where we were exactly none of us knew - not even my Aunt. My guess was that we stumbled across the last working portal of the fae...

What would we do now?

How would we get home?

Started March 24th 2021 as a continuation of a reverse harem competition story "Princess of Nations". Finished 9/05/2022 And as such is book 2 in A Fae Trilogy.

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