The Queen The Fae Forgot

Humans abused me, neglected me, taught me to fear them as much as they taught me to fear the fae.

But it’s not the fae that need to be afraid.

There’s a brewing war between the faerie courts of this human realm, but even if it breaks out I have no doubt the fae will survive…but the same cannot be said for the humans under our care.

I am Aurra, heir to the faerie crown of Luxia, and according to a long-forgotten prophesy, I alone can stop the impending bloodshed--if I can claim my throne before the mother that cast me aside finds a way to do it a second time, and this time for good.

I’ve made it to the Eastern Court, at long last, but where one journey ends a new one begins. I must prove my place here beyond the right of blood, but even then, I’ll not be safe…because no one is safe. Not when Icarus is here, too, making a bid for power with the ultimate bargaining chip by his side.

If only war between the Luxian courts was our only worry. The fae might survive a skirmish for our lands, but it’s the threat of war stretching between realms that worries me, more. Even if I’m able to avoid war and unite my courts, there’s no promise any of us—humans or fae—will make it out alive if that threat becomes a reality.

Certainly not so long as Icarus and his near boundless power is left to contend with, too.