Demetrius looked across the throne room towards the one that was called the ‘saviour’, the ‘promised one’, the ‘ruin’ some may say including himself only a month ago when he met her. The human, some had mocked.

That word disgusted him, made his thoughts turn slightly sour just for a moment before the human turned and looked at him, and he thought he saw a ghost of a smile danced on her lips. A sm...

Dana sat at the tea table with her other ladies in waiting, they sat idly by, chatting about mundane things about the Court that Dana looked at the window across the room. The mountains just so far but also close to reaching haunted her daily, she felt like a fragile little bird trapped in this castle, waiting for a release, screaming out into the void that she hoped anyone could hear her. But no ...