Prologue
I was just a babe when I was found. Drenched in blood, he told me. Surrounded by nothing but jungle. He said I was left for dead in that storm, wrapped in palm leaves to shelter my tiny, fragile body from the cold. He tells me to be grateful that he didn’t leave me there to be taken by the beasts that live within it.
He promised he would never harm me, that he would protect me. Twenty years have passed since that day, and I am no longer that weak, defenseless fairy who believed in false promises.
