Princess of Darke
The New Reign
Princess of Feyen
The New Reign
Eighteen years ago, Princess Nisha became an orphan just days after her birth. Her parents and all of those with Fey blood all gone. All consumed by a fire that none had been able to stop. Or at least this is what is told. This is what is spoken aloud. Truth? Perhaps. But these are words Nisha
has never trusted. Couldn't trust since they have never sounded quite right. Yet, not even her beloved aunt ever believed her when she questioned the events of that night.
No one believed her when she had turned thirteen and she became the queen of the Under Kingdom. They didn't trust her when her powers and natural abilities began to grow to frightening results. That was fine, if they didn’t want to believe her then once she home and crowned Queen of Darke, then she would show them. Once she was Queen then she would find every answer that she had ever wanted.
It wouldn't matter who or what stood in her way, for she would show them why she should be feared. She would show them what was created when her parents were stolen from her.
For she is Nisha and she is the daughter of the darkness.
The Goddess, The Creator
A creation, The daughter of Primivita
I was born to die. Killed so that my mother could live.
As a cruel joke she gave me the name Primitiva. She named me the first. The one destined for greatness. Little did she know how fitting that name would be.
Little did she know the greatness that I would achieve.
But I did not become the goddess because of her. Oh no. I would never do anything to benefit a woman who would kill her own child just to be granted access to the gates of Pallas.
No. I became the Goddess to Alec. I became all that he needed. All that his kind needed to be free from the cruelty of their own star.
If nothing else that i do ever matters. I know I gave them freedom.
You know what has come to be but do you know where it began?
Before Nisha. Before Adrianna. Before the countries even had names, there were the Star Cities. Ruled each in their own way… all answering to one.
Primitiva was born the second daughter of the royal house of Lunaista. She was born for greatness. Born to be the first as her name suggested. If she stayed on her safe little star she would either die without ever knowing her true potential or be forced into marriage. Neither appealed to her.
A vision told her the truth. Death would come for her if she stayed. Leaving her only child under the cover of darkness she did the unthinkable and dove into the abyss. Somewhere out here was her destiny. Somewhere she would find a way to help her sister survive.
Somehow the child that she saw in her vision would be born. That child would one-day rule Both Pallas and unify the Star Cities. She just had to make sure the bloodlines for that that birth would come forth. Even if it meant turning her back on all that, she had ever known.
My mother abandoned me just days after giving me life. She dove into the abyss rather than die as she should have done.
Selfish. Ungrateful. Just words that I use to define a woman who should not have lived long enough to dive into the Great Void.
But I will show her what greatness that she created. Little does she know I am favorite to the King of Pallas. Little does she know that I will be the one to drain the life away from her sister; the current queen of this miserable star.
I will show her. And I will destroy all that she has created.