I stare at the fairy in front of me. I really couldn't believe a word coming out of their mouth, and it took me a minute to process it all. When I was a child, I tried to tell my parents about what happens to me almost everyday, and now I see that they weren't ignoring me, they just didn't want me to know. My mother signed a contract with a witch over me, for wealth and prosperity? I can't believe it. Apparently the witch died, and I was just, up for grabs.
“So, you're telling me that my mother broke a contract with a witch, keeping me hidden, and that witch died because of said broken contract?” I asked, still not quite believing it. Part of me wanted to believe that this creature, made of pure energy, with wings, was a cosplayer. Or my friends playing a prank on me. I didn't want to believe it.
“Yeah, basically. So, you have a choice now- you can either join me, in the fae realm, as the wife of our queen, or you can spend the rest of your life avoiding creatures. I really do recommend the first option, then you can be protected in the realm. No other creatures will bother you. You'll have all the luxuries you can think of, do whatever you wish. You can visit the human realm, but with a bodyguard that only you and other creatures can see. So, Amanda, what will it be?” The fae asks, holding out a hand. They were in a mushroom circle, and I was standing out of it.
Would I rather spend my life fearing being taken in my sleep, paying taxes, on the run, or life a fantasy life? I would rather take the latter. Hesitantly, I grab their hand. They pull me into the circle, and a smile flashes across their face, before all I can see is bright light. I shield my eyes, but it doesn't really do much for me. In a moment, I landed on the ground, rather harshly.
When we arrive in what I only could imagine to be the fae dimension, I look around, getting my bearings before standing up. There were trees of colors I had never seen before, the sky a color that I can only describe as between the color of ballet slippers and rose. It was a color that I stared at, with the white clouds against it, it looked like a dream. Next, came the sound. The sound of trumpets, which directed my attention to what was in front of me. A line of band members were on either side of me, with white flags hanging off the front of the trumpets. There was confetti in the sky, and the tunnel formed by the trumpets lead to a church. It was a gothic style church, with beautiful engraving and beautiful detail.
The one who brought me here, then introduced themselves.
“Amanda, my name is N’faade. The time between our worlds is vastly different, and it took around 3 months of our time to prepare this festival for you, the one to be wed to the queen. I told them I would be coming back with our new queen, and I wasn’t wrong, I never am.” N’faade sounded very cocky.
“What if I said that I wouldn't be leaving with you?”
That made N’faade laugh, before speaking. “Oh, I didn't have to worry about that. I knew how to word my question to make you accept. Now that you are here, you cannot leave until you fulfill our contract.” Contract?
“I didn't sign a contract, N'faade.”
“Oh, but the contrary. Taking my hand confirmed your true name was Amanda, hence you gave me your name. Have you never read a single book on us? I can't help feeling offended.”
I felt tricked. I loved reading mythology, why did I forget the most important part of the fae?
“So, you tricked me. I want to leave, take me home, N’faade.”
“Oh, but then you would be hunted for the rest of your life. By us, as well. We would hunt you, and mount you, as a warning for traitors. Do you really want that, my queen?” They asked, stressing the word queen, as if to mock me. They had me there, I would rather this.
I let out a sigh. “Where's the queen?”
They smile. “Good choice. Follow me.” They say, and we pass through the walkway made for us. For me. Maybe this would be a good deal, after all.
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I stare at the fairy in front of me. I really couldn't believe a word coming out of their mouth, and it took me a minute to process it all. When I was a child, I tried to tell my parents about what happens to me almost everyday, and now I see that they weren't ignoring me, they just didn't want me to know. My mother signed a contract with a witch over me, for wealth and prosperity? I can't believe it. Apparently the witch died, and I was just, up for grabs.
“So, you're telling me that my mother broke a contract with a witch, keeping me hidden, and that witch died because of said broken contract?” I asked, still not quite believing it. Part of me wanted to believe that this creature, made of pure energy, with wings, was a cosplayer. Or my friends playing a prank on me. I didn't want to believe it.
“Yeah, basically. So, you have a choice now- you can either join me, in the fae realm, as the wife of our queen, or you can spend the rest of your life avoiding creatures. I really do recommend the first option, then you can be protected in the realm. No other creatures will bother you. You'll have all the luxuries you can think of, do whatever you wish. You can visit the human realm, but with a bodyguard that only you and other creatures can see. So, Amanda, what will it be?” The fae asks, holding out a hand. They were in a mushroom circle, and I was standing out of it.
Would I rather spend my life fearing being taken in my sleep, paying taxes, on the run, or life a fantasy life? I would rather take the latter. Hesitantly, I grab their hand. They pull me into the circle, and a smile flashes across their face, before all I can see is bright light. I shield my eyes, but it doesn't really do much for me. In a moment, I landed on the ground, rather harshly.
When we arrive in what I only could imagine to be the fae dimension, I look around, getting my bearings before standing up. There were trees of colors I had never seen before, the sky a color that I can only describe as between the color of ballet slippers and rose. It was a color that I stared at, with the white clouds against it, it looked like a dream. Next, came the sound. The sound of trumpets, which directed my attention to what was in front of me. A line of band members were on either side of me, with white flags hanging off the front of the trumpets. There was confetti in the sky, and the tunnel formed by the trumpets lead to a church. It was a gothic style church, with beautiful engraving and beautiful detail.
The one who brought me here, then introduced themselves.
“Amanda, my name is N’faade. The time between our worlds is vastly different, and it took around 3 months of our time to prepare this festival for you, the one to be wed to the queen. I told them I would be coming back with our new queen, and I wasn’t wrong, I never am.” N’faade sounded very cocky.
“What if I said that I wouldn't be leaving with you?”
That made N’faade laugh, before speaking. “Oh, I didn't have to worry about that. I knew how to word my question to make you accept. Now that you are here, you cannot leave until you fulfill our contract.” Contract?
“I didn't sign a contract, N'faade.”
“Oh, but the contrary. Taking my hand confirmed your true name was Amanda, hence you gave me your name. Have you never read a single book on us? I can't help feeling offended.”
I felt tricked. I loved reading mythology, why did I forget the most important part of the fae?
“So, you tricked me. I want to leave, take me home, N’faade.”
“Oh, but then you would be hunted for the rest of your life. By us, as well. We would hunt you, and mount you, as a warning for traitors. Do you really want that, my queen?” They asked, stressing the word queen, as if to mock me. They had me there, I would rather this.
I let out a sigh. “Where's the queen?”
They smile. “Good choice. Follow me.” They say, and we pass through the walkway made for us. For me. Maybe this would be a good deal, after all.