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

"Vahejul," I thought. So that's his name. I finally discovered it, after all this time. A name that reflected him with perfection. 


- Because Kator told the truth. In fact, he never knew how to do anything else than that. To tell the truth. That this woman, called Dania, is my guest. 


- Yes. And you must have felt some of my power in her too. 


- So tell me, if I may ask this question, how did your power, however small, come to remain in her? Could it be through natural voices? 


- I won't answer you, it doesn't matter. Anyway, your fertile imagination will do it for you. What matters is that she has come here, to me, for reasons we all know. So noble for her, for this emperor, for the magical world. 


- And for you, Vahejul? Idy asked, curious. 


That was the question I would have asked, I admitted, biting my lips as the answer mattered. It mattered to me. 


Immutable