Fae Court
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When a faery gets married, she’s given a magical potions — to love until her final breath. They call it love. But in truth, it’s a curse. I drank mine before the wedding to the prince. I smiled. Believed I was happy. And then I learned about his human lover — and understood: he is my pain, and I am his chain. This kingdom runs on potions. For thousands of years, not a single one has escaped. But I don’t want to love someone who holds me in contempt! They say, if one breaks the potions — all will be free. And perhaps, from the ruins of this fairytale, something real will be born.
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