A Glass Slipper Adventure
What if you’re secretly planning to rescue the imprisoned prince, but instead trigger an order for his execution?
I’ve finally accepted my position as fairy princess, destined to be the future leader of the magical world. That hasn’t stopped me from falling in love with Zacharye, the human prince. Unfortunately, we are on opposites sides of a civil war.
After secret communication with the prince is cut off, I fear he’s in danger. Traveling with the peace delegation to the human palace, I plan to leverage my position to negotiate a truce and covertly search for the prince.
But I can’t risk the treaty for one person—no matter how important he is to me and my heart.
When old enemies threaten and court intrigue endangers my quest, I must find a way to end the war and save Prince Zacharye. Once he is free, will our love unite the kingdom or destroy it?
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“That wasn’t on the list of approved spells, NobletMangowort.” Queen Dahliadew’s displeasure vibrated in her tone.
Mangowort grimaced. Something dark flashed on her face. She tossed another spell.
Stunned, I jerked upright. Elves’ bells. This was not how the wand test was supposed to work.
Her wand swirled in an angry storm, hurtling right and left, taking everything out in its path. Wanting to take out me.
“NobletMangowort stop!” Gardenia’s voice roared through the whirlwind.
My pulse jolted. My hair tore out of the restrictive bun and tangled. The skirt of my dress tugged on my legs. Putting my hand across my head to protect myself from the spell decimating me, I ran through the scenarios I’d practiced. If her first spell wasn’t approved, this one probably wasn’t either.
A tornado of destruction spun around the room. Similarly, my breath spun around my ribs and I gasped. The empty audience chairs whipped and circled. The clattering of them clashing and falling added to the noise.
Posy Purplecloud screamed and ducked.
A tree column wavered and crashed to the floor. Decorative real flowers ripped from their stems. Mother Earth cried. The natural adornments were devastated by the wind.
Devastated. Destruction. And…and…
“Aura of Decimation.” Yelling over the commotion, I put a name to the devilish spell.
Something about the D words drilled into my head. That had to be the answer. The counter spell had to be another D word.
Think, think, think, think…
“Spectral Disruption.” I shouted in triumph.
Now, if I could cast the defensive spell. My nerve endings tingled.
A chair flew at me and I dove to the floor. My gaze darted to the queen. She used magic to create a barrier around her. She was still in danger. The others couldn’t cast the termination spell because the spell had been specifically directed at me and their wands had been tethered and restricted to not interfere.
With my stampeding pulse, I wanted to run out of the room. Instead, I scooted to a crouched position.
The illegal spell wasn’t anything I’d been taught. But Watu had trained me how to bend things to my will. Maybe this was the time. Concentrating, I thought about the title of the counter spell.
Disruption, disruption, disruption. How could I disrupt the evil spell?
Rubbing my now-numb fingers together, I regripped my wand. Determination rammed through my veins. Again using my internal energy, I forced more magic into the wand. I called to the trees and plants and flowers being destroyed to assist me with Mother Earth’s gifts. I wasn’t cheating. I was using everything at my disposal. Mother Earth’s gifts had helped Rye and I to retrieve the Divinity Orb. The human prince had helped me to access the earth’s powers and I’d healed a tree.
Mother Earth settled the winds. The trees stopped bending and the flowers stopped plucking. The chairs fell to the floor.
I firmed my shoulders. Now to stop the actual spell.