Of course, the mortals would have no way of noticing what lurked and moved through the shadows. The fae and mages never strayed far from the light, thus they were also unaware of my presence. Not that they could do anything to me.

My abyss would easily engulf their paltry parlor tricks.

What vexed me most was the two arrogant so called royalty standing before their loyal sycophants! This was what that stupid imp took my flower for?! The only light I allowed in my lands...for what?!

That barely alive, mewling thing?!

What an insult!

“So, this is where you took Selene’s Blossom, whelp.”

The flowers that had invaded this quaint chapel shriveled as I rose from the accumulation of shadows everyone regretted ignoring.

Verdant vines blackened and petals rotted into dust as I stood, soaking in the sheer terror in those pink eyes.

Eirlys would always be that tiny bug like pixie.

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The impossible flower that bloomed in darkness had brought life back into the queen and her babe. Pallid cheeks gained color; strength that had been wanting to protect the princess had multiplied, enough for both child and mother.

The fairies of Spring, who answered that desperate plea, received sparkling rewards of jewels and seeds. The Kingdom’s best clerics and mages blessed their forests, and the heroic tiny pixie, who made the most arduous journey into the abyssal lands, got the greatest reward of all.

A Name.

With a name came power, a shape that went beyond her humble origins, and a domain of her own.

“For your will and determination, for your courage in crossing the abyssal lands and bringing us Selene’s blossom, you have ended our long winter.” The king’s voice shook as he gazed upon the pixie with reverence, “You have returned my Queen and with our blessed child, you have brought Spring at last!”

The Queen raised the pixie aloft in her hands within the resplendent Palace Temple, as a crowd of clerics, mages, nobles, Elven sages, and other fae looked on. The Queen, her voice now strong, joyfully declared, “For the gift of our princess, for my salvation, we proclaim you as Eirlys, the herald of Spring!”

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Lived a Queen and an honorable King, whose bountiful kingdom brought contentment and peace to their people.

Blessed by fair folk who lived in the magic filled forests surrounding their kingdom, their land never knew war nor famine, for the King and Queen considered all within their domain as equal citizens, worthy of their protection and love.

The people returned such devotion and fealty tenfold, and everyone rejoiced when they learned the Queen was pregnant. However, with the blessings of a child came risk, risks unique to motherhood. The Queen, kind and noble, used all her strength to nurture the life within.

Which left the Queen and her wisdom, bedridden, and the King, a pillar of might and power, helpless. They were never apart, but there was a kingdom to rule, and the Queen forced her husband to keep guiding their people.

Until she fell into a deep sleep, her body heavy with their child, no strength left for the mother. In desperation, the King turned to physicians, magicians and then...

To the creatures of the forest themselves.

“Please, save my Queen. We will pay any price. Without her, our princess will die, and this kingdom with fall.”

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Once upon a curse, a kingdom bargained with darkness.

To save a dying queen, a kindly fairy stole Selene’s Blossom—the last flower to bloom in the Abyssal Lands. The queen was healed, her daughter born beneath an omen of shadow and starlight. But when **Maleus**, the fae of malice and void, returns to reclaim what was his, he does not se…

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