Night falls on the kingdom of Circe, darker then its been in centuries. The stars watch hidden beneath storm clouds, their shine dulled in witness at the scene below them. A girl lays sprawled across bloodied cobblestone, wind whipping her hair, rain battering her skin. The air is quiet. She is alone. Broken, bloodied. Betrayed. Once a princess, now fallen. Soon-to-be Queen Brittany of the North barely survived the attack on her kingdom, led by a boy who once held her heart. Left for dead in the crumbled remains of her once glorious palace, Brittany is left to wither away amongst the destruction of her promising future. Her labored breaths tease the ashes on the stone beside her. The stars look away, unable to bear the sight of the princess defeated, as this seems to be the end. But thunder rumbles in the distance and the world holds its breath as the girl struggles to her feet. Blood stains her face, running down her cheeks in rivers. The storm grows in strength as Brittany turns her face to the west, toward the boy who stole everything from her. But when she stares at the crashing sea separating her from her fate, it's not an acknowledgement of her defeat. It's a promise of revenge. _ Contains themes of violence, war, etc. Read with caution