Once upon a time, a girl lived in the world of humans-until one day, she woke up in a realm of immortals.
A world divided into kingdoms of power, mystery, and danger.
Each ruled by princes and princesses gifted with extraordinary abilities-some charming, some deadly, and all hiding secrets waiting to be uncovered.
Amidst ancient magic, strict rules, and unseen threats, she begins to discover something impossible:
she possesses a power beyond imagination-the ability to control everything around her and communicate with animals.
Yet even she does not know the true extent of what she is capable of... for her power does not awaken every day, and it comes with limits unknown.
In a realm where a single mistake can mean life or death,
where kings and queens guard dangerous truths,
and where powerful and handsome princes walk paths filled with both desire and destruction..
Surrounded by magic, danger, and hidden destinies, only one question remains:
Will she ever return to the world she once called home...
or will she remain trapped in a realm where every step could be her last?
"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly.
"I'm not feverish." I snapped.
"You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused."
"They are not unfocused!"
Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy."
I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!"
Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer."
My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not."
Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes."
Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip.
(Picture from pinterst: @esterscanon)