The Promised One :: Chapter I

t had been love—deep, abiding, earth-shattering love—the kind about which færytales are written and wars are fought. So she could think of no logical reason why he could not remember it. Or her. In fact, she could only gape as she watched…

The Promised One :: Chapter IV

he room glittered and shimmered in the candlelight like the lights of a thousand upon a thousand stars. She laughed as she ran, her shoes click-clacking on the stone floors. But she soon threw her hand over her mouth. She couldn’t be caught.…

The Promised One :: Chapter III

verything alright, dear?” her father asked as Elizabeth plopped herself down into one of the two expertly-carved chairs that faced the hearth in her little cottage. Gifts from Ferryl—not that he would remember that. No fire burned in the…

The Promised One :: Chapter II

ell, if it isn’t my long lost little brother!” Prince Ferryl exclaimed, throwing his arm around his brother as soon as he reached him in the palace corridor. After having spent a day in the city meeting with some of the nobility to discuss…