Author's note- First chapter up.
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The Queen of Air and Darkness sat before the court, wearing the most peculiar dress, although her tastes ran in a different direction than most. Her clothing was usually from the early 1800's and was made of black leather instead of the bright and cheerful colors silk came in. Her long black hair was pulled up into a large bun that looked like a black bee's nest. Diamonds were scattered all over her hair and when she moved, they sparkled like the stars in the night sky. Her tricolored grey eyes stood out against her beautiful white skin. It was like my own, except hers was more silver than a pure white.
Andais sighed when Eamon, her consort, laid a hand upon her bare shoulder. She relaxed against his gentle touch and her mood went from anger to calm in a second. Eamon was tall and pale, with a fall of ankle-length black hair that made most sidhe cry with envy. His eyes were like the queen's, a dark charcoal grey, a grey the color of storm clouds and a silver-like grey held them together, but his were softer as if he were the very calm he radiated.
Every sidhe in our court wound say how much I looked like my great aunt, Andais, and Eamon, but they all knew who my mother and fathers were. Yes, I have six fathers, three of them are biological. They are my mother Meredith's consorts and guards, Merry's men, most say. But I know them as Doyle, Rhys, Galen, Frost, Sholto, and Mistral, my six Unseelie fathers. My twin brother, Roane, only acknowledges Sholto, Mistral and Doyle as his fathers, for their seed created him.
Roane looks a lot like King Sholto of the Sluagh. His waist-length hair is a yellow so rich; it is as if the sun resides in it. Roane's skin is a white so dark it should have been grey, but in the natural light it creates many different colors as if his skin were a prism. His eyes were tri-blue, a sky blue, sapphire, and a steel blue, like Sholto's.
I, on the other hand, held most of my mother's dark features. My waist-length hair is blood auburn or sidhe scarlet. It is neither human red nor auburn. It's as if you took red garnets and spun the jewels out into hair. It was also very curly, like Rhys's golden locks.
My skin is as white as the midnight sky is black. Moonlight skin is what I have, according to Galen, a mark of beauty in either court, but I am only five feet tall.
The most outstanding thing about me is my eyes. The colors tend to change almost everyday. Today they were tri-grey, like Andais and Eamon's.
My father's used to be a part of the Queen's royal guards, or the Ravens, until they were volunteered to be my mother's guards when she came back to the Unseelie. My mother is Andais's niece, and my grandfather, Prince Essus, who is long past, is her brother. My title is also princess, but I ask others to call me by my, not so formal, name, Maeve. Mother tells me I am named after the goddess Conchenn, who was exiled from the shining court, the Seelie, and took a different name to hide from the King of Light and Illusion, who is my great uncle. My mother is both Seelie and Unseelie, although she stays in the dark court because the shining ones do not want her.
My grandmother, Besaba, is part of the golden throng that shunned my mother so many years ago. My mother was taken in by my grandfather and raised among the Unseelie sidhe until she was sixteen years old.
Roane and I are turning sixteen in a week. We are two of many Unseelie sidhe who are the youngest, until others are born.
Being an Unseelie princess is tough because there is always someone out to get you. Yes, I had guards of my own, but not being able to walk the hallways of the sithen, alone, was tiring. My brother also had guards, but they were sidhe women, because he is prince to my princess. Galen and Rhys told me there would come a day when we wouldn't need guards, but I just couldn't see it.