I grew up thinking I was just a common faery, having had little interaction with others of my kind since my mother passed away. Little did I know that my mother had been the runaway Faery Queen before the civil war started by her half-brother, from which she managed to escape. Unbeknownst to me, I will soon discover that I possess extraordinary powers as the rightful heir to the throne and the only one standing in my uncle's path to total power. I am the only one who can wear the faery crown, as it can discern who the rightful monarch is.
Despite my remarkable abilities, I harbour a deep fear of my powers being discovered by others. I go to great lengths to conceal my abilities, knowing that if my uncle were to find out, it could mean dire consequences for myself and those I hold dear. This internal conflict weighs heavily on me as I grapple with the responsibility that comes with my lineage and the fear of being exposed. I struggle to balance the desire to live a normal life with the burden of my true identity, all the while aware of the dangers that lurk in the shadows.