You Cannot Bargain With the Night

Vilaria is a land where fae dwell. Shouldn't they live in peace, happiness, and so on? Turns out that the fae are much more bloodthirsty and complex than what the stories had made us believe.

When Nyx, a changeling, abandoned by her parents, becomes a new guard at the Court of Spring and Blossoms, she doesn't even know what perils await her. There is a revolution brewing in the realm of Kobolds, the Undine pirates have been ransacking the shores, the Sylph army is preparing to introduce the martial law and close the borders, and the Salamanders refuse to even attend the annual council.



Yet the Seelies, creators of the world, do not care - they dance and drink in the shadowy realm beyond the reach of common fae, their mouths full of nectar as Vilaria crumbles. The only connection they have with the world is through Lunarie, fae of stars and moons who keep the portal to their realm hidden.

But the faith in them is dwindling.



Do they even exist? Are they the actual creators? Did they abandon their creation, or have they never had anything to do with it? Is it all a Lunarian ploy? If they don't care for the chaos...

do they enjoy it?



There are so many questions and so few answers.