Just like my heart separated to two bits, the humans and Fae are separated in Prythian. I still loved Flotus unrealistically. But love, what did it do to me? Love won't save me. "Love is weakness" someone told me. But power, power is everything. Power and vengeance I seek and power and vengeance I will get. I will never forgive their family for the pain and suffering they caused to me.

I will show them. I need such power that would make all of Prythian bow to their knees. Make them dance to my tunes. Make them tremble at the mention of my name. Make Tamlin and Asherah pay for what they did to me. I invaded deep and dark into the woods of the Spring Court. With every caution in every step. My chicken sacrifice waiting to be offered. The Suriel is waiting for me.