First of all I must apologize to the readers of my numerous incomplete fics. I honestly don't know if one of them or if any at all will even be completed. I swore to myself when I entered the Fringe fandom that I would avoid this fate but to no avail. Seriously, I was gonna hold off on this idea I had since Letters of Transit till we got further into season 5 and I had a better idea where that show was going but my muse simply refused. At any rate by writing this now, season 5 further on should hopefully get my inspiration going in an effort to continue the story. But I want much AU to happen in this story anyway.

As for those who haven't read the original "Fringe Fantasy Epic" story...it's not absolutely necessary in order to understand this story but it is worth your read to get an idea of the atmosphere as both stories are meant to be fantasy settings inspired by the Fringe storylines (also it does kinda begin immediately following the end of the first story).

I miss getting reviews like crazy. Hopefully this story shall help. Enjoy.

Fringe Fantasy Epic: the Tale of Princess Henrietta

~Prologue~

After the Mirror Wars the kingdom had enter a new age. Villages that were once destroyed were slowly being rebuilt. Aside from their victory there was also another reason to celebrate. The marriage of Prince Peter to Olivia who was now Princess Olivia. True, they had eloped outside the country but King Walter couldn't keep the news in and had ordered for word to spread all over the country. By the time they had returned, everyone had greet them with praise. It was a strange experience for Prince Peter because he knew he and his father were not well received monarchs. But their victory in the Mirror Wars changed everything...as well as the presence of Olivia.

Olivia truly became a people's princess, a diplomat who even on their return from their wedding got Prince Peter to meet with the villagers who had lost much in the wars and gave them assurance that lives would be rebuilt. Being a commoner, Olivia had a great connection to the people and they in turn were able to accept her better than their prince or their king. Determined to be a mediator, she had to push King Walter to do what was necessary to help the people. With her help, it wasn't long before the kingdom had transformed into something grander, more optimistic than what the wars had brought. Peace was something few had ever known until now.

Soon came the biggest holiday the kingdom would ever experience...the birth of Princess Henrietta. King Walter was both relieved and disappointed...relieved that his family bloodline would continue ruling the kingdom with the public's approval, disappointed that his second in line to the throne was a girl.

Despite all the good that the kingdom had risen up to...it wasn't without its problems within the castle walls. Sometime before Princess Henrietta was born, William the Sorcerer had fled into exile. No commoner in the kingdom knew the exact reason. Some say he tried to usurp the throne. Others say he tried to cast a curse on Princess Olivia and used his powers to flee before getting arrested. He was never heard from since then. Even without his presence, King Walter continued to practice magic, his greatest specialty.

For almost four years, there was peace...there was morale...there was hope.

And then, they came in the dead of night. Hundreds of them swept across the villages in the form of dark shadows casting fires to the countryside, killing innocent humans. Captain Broyles army was no match for them. King Walter didn't understand it. The Seers were prophets...mysterious but also non-threatening unless provoked. Now it seemed that they had become almost like a wave demons as they made their way towards the castle. By then they were now in the thousands and the humans were outnumbered. A battle raged on to defend the castle. Flames and smoke ignited from the castle that could be seen for miles. Within a week's time, all that the kingdom had build, all they had accomplished, was now destroyed.

The royal family was no more and presumed dead. By then the Seers had already rounded up many of the survivors of the kingdom and enslaved them. Captain Broyles, the highest ranking person left in the kingdom to have survived, was the one having to sign the conditions of surrender. What remained of his army was now to work for the Seers, ensuring their rule on the kingdom and beyond.