What do you do when Fate is writing your story? Do you deny it? Run from it? Or, allow it?

In a world filled with magical beings like elves, witches, wizards, ogres, fairies, and many many more, lived two elven kingdoms. Two different sides.

One was filled with light magic, elves of only light magic. Elves who were gentle, soft, kind hearted. This Kingdom was called, Woodglen, and among it lived their King, and their princess. You. All you knew was gentle spirits.

The second Kingdom, however, was filled with dark magic. Elves of only dark magic. Sadistic monstrous animals. They could eat your people for dinner. This Kingdom was called, Shadowglen, home of a very powerful king and prince. A dark prince, named Castien. He was a sadistic, ruthless, cold, dark, intimidating, cocky, reckless, and horrific elf. A very dark elf indeed, known for being good with women.

Fate had always had a hand in the lives of elves. Either with writing their stories, or making them wish it was. Fate was more than a word, a dream, it was also a person. A person nobody has ever met. Or knew much of. But it always felt like he, or she, was watching your stories unfold.

And Fate was playing a cruel trick with yours, by tying you to a very dark and powerful elf that you are forbidden from, Castien Moore. And you had no idea.