"Stay with me." Ayawin breathes out, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face. Towering over you, the man finally revealed himself to be none other than an elf.

The villagers told you to stay clear of the woods beyond the village, for the magic that lingered within was deceiving--and of the creature who calls himself king.

You were foolish. You returned despite your parents' worried attempts to keep you. You should have known that his ethereal appearance was anything but human.