Love, Dania knew it very early when she was still ignorant of existence. It was her destiny. She was a happy and free girl, loved by her family, and above all human. But the problem was precisely the object of all her passion, which was not. He came from a world where magic reigned supreme. And worst of all, he himself, who should have represented all the beauty and charm of a fairy tale prince, seemed so cold and unreal. But all this did not stop Dania from loving him and wanting to find him. So, gathering her courage and determination, she decided to enter his world and visit all the kingdoms until she could finally reach her goal. His world struck by a curse like no other. But as time went by, and as she met new people, courageous and extraordinary, Dania changed and deviated little by little from her path and soon understood that the real curse was not always what it seemed.

The Prince Of Blood

Soon, time began to run its course, I found myself back in the room of the Elvian web and the two mages, including my love, regained consciousness. And this time, not even Master Charlouse had the power to see what this person had accomplished. 


- Then let us not waste any more time my friends. Our host advised as he straightened up and prepared to lead us into a new magical chamber. 


Seiran nodded and tried to follow him, but stopped short when he saw my expression and the immobility of my body. 


- My love..." he whispered, alarmed. What does it occur? 


It took me long minutes to regain a semblance of control. My mind, my heart, my body seemed to have been cut by the same magic that this unspeakable being had used to end as it so well called and made, the unspeakable and endless evil of the elviris. 


Seiran doubted greatly what he had just heard. 


Unforgivable