• Surrounded by smoke, a dark, hooded Sorcerer gives a menacing stare.
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    “Yes, Master.” I choke out the words to relieve the pressure on my throat. Finally, Kaelthar releases me. I stumble back, gasping for air.   He stands from the desk and stalks toward me. I slink away as he draws close.   “The others won’t believe you if you tell them.” Is he reading my thoughts? “They took my word about the planet, and they’ll do the same now.”   He’s right. They’re trained to trust him, have been their ...
  • A forbidding stone castle sits atop a wooded hill while lightning clashes behind it.
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    Screaming pierces my eardrums. The door slams, and suddenly, we’re all capable of calling light to the tips of our fingers. In the crackling glow, panic flares in Tyrak’s eyes as he turns and nearly trips over me to run to the staircase. Ember grips my hand, and we bolt, Jelric to my side.   We stampede as if Ortha’s body could fly, hands twisted ...
  • Dark red and orange sunset sky with dramatic, swirling clouds. In the center, a decorative red-orange label with the title 'The Prince’s Secret' in white serif font.
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    Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. It is an adaptation inspired by the fairy tales owned by the Grimm Brothers, Jacob and Wilhelm. This story is not associated with Disney’s adaptations, their added characters, or story elements. Princess. The word cuts deeper than it should. It sneers at the bastard I am, the misfit ...
  • Dark red and orange sunset sky with dramatic, swirling clouds. In the center, a decorative red-orange label with the title 'The Prince’s Secret' in white serif font.
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    Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. It is an adaptation inspired by the fairy tales owned by the Grimm Brothers, Jacob and Wilhelm. This story is not associated with Disney’s adaptations, their added characters, or story elements. The path leads to Ashvale, a town I only know from childhood studies. Smaller than Valenlorë yet ...
  • Rows of archaic spell bottles line shelves leading to a castle window
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    Nobody questions how the Sorcerer Kaelthar grows the most potent herbs in Anacaris, but an hour into tilling his garden, I discover the bones. I loft a glittering femur, too long for a dog, too short for a stag, and present it to Ember’s kneeling form. “What is this?”   Ember snaps to attention, sandy hair ...
  • Dark red and orange sunset sky with dramatic, swirling clouds. In the center, a decorative red-orange label with the title 'The Prince’s Secret' in white serif font.
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    Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. It is an adaptation inspired by the fairy tales owned by the Grimm Brothers, Jacob and Wilhelm. This story is not associated with Disney’s adaptations, their added characters, or story elements. Lyanna and I push deeper into the forest, the world closing in around us. The path tightens ...
  • Dark red and orange sunset sky with dramatic, swirling clouds. In the center, a decorative red-orange label with the title 'The Prince’s Secret' in white serif font.
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    Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. It is an adaptation inspired by the fairy tales owned by the Grimm Brothers, Jacob and Wilhelm. This story is not associated with Disney’s adaptations, their added characters, or story elements. The only place I can think of going is Kendra’s. Her family lives in the commoner section ...
  • A red and gold dragon mask with open mouth and black eyes.
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    “We both know you didn’t kill him.” The soothsayer smiles at the knight across from her, tracing her finger along a gold chain that wraps her face, piercing her nose and running to her ears. The metal catches the curling light of an oil lamp, reflecting droplets of wealth over the carpet and walls of ...
  • Dark red and orange sunset sky with dramatic, swirling clouds. In the center, a decorative red-orange label with the title 'The Prince’s Secret' in white serif font.
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    Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. It is an adaptation inspired by the fairy tales owned by the Grimm Brothers, Jacob and Wilhelm. This story is not associated with Disney’s adaptations, their added characters, or story elements. Who is that man I saw? Is he a memory I’ve repressed until now?  I catch sight ...
  • Dark red and orange sunset sky with dramatic, swirling clouds. In the center, a decorative red-orange label with the title 'The Prince’s Secret' in white serif font.
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    Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. It is an adaptation inspired by the fairy tales owned by the Grimm Brothers, Jacob and Wilhelm. This story is not associated with Disney’s adaptations, their added characters, or story elements. Memories are special to the Elven kind, the Starborn, as we call ourselves. We hardly ever sleep, ...