Prologue

It had been a cold and stormy night as James and Maria traveled through the forest. They were both weary from the road and fought the much- needed sleep due to the need to reach their destination quickly.
It had not been long before to their surprise, they had wondered into an unfamiliar part of the forest where it seemed the storm had not affected it at all. It warm and cozy and the air around them seemed so magical that Maria could not resist lying down. It was as if some voice was whispering a lullaby softly into her ear. She soon talked James into joining her on the green enchanting moss.
Little had they known that the place where they had wondered was a fairy's mount and it was not by fate's choice that they were there at all. Drake, a fairy had been watching Maria very carefully ever since she had stepped into his forest territory. Mortals usually did not attract his eye but Maria was amazingly beautiful and had the grace and elegance of one who had fairy blood. Drake could not help but notice these things and had lured her into his fairy mount with discretion.
As soon as he was sure they had fallen under a deep slumber, he walked soundlessly and gazed upon Maria's sweet, innocent face.
"Maria, Maria wake up, my darling. Come with me," Drake said softly into Maria's ear, his voice disguised like James. Maria stirred and rose, not knowing what she was doing as she followed Drake deeper into the forest. Soon they were both very enthralled with each other as Maria sighed contently in his arms
When Maria awoke, she felt a little more peaceful with herself. Soon both James and her were walking out of the forest, both refreshed after a night's rest. Soon they arrive at their cousin's castle, none remembering what had happened.
When Maria and Drake had been together the night before another fairy had been there. She had been watching them with a certain jealousies that could not be withheld anymore and so just as the child of Maria had Drake was conceived the fairy unleashed a curse on the child that it shall have a life of loneliness.
Later the child was born with born with unusually beauty and grace and was christened under the equally unusually name of Drake. None in the threshold knew why he had been named so only that it was Maria's desire to have it that way. A few weeks after his birth, both his parents died in a carriage accident. He was left alone until a strange gentleman came by, his appointed guardian who claimed to me a friend of Maria, by the name of Drake.