fantasy · sister · sorceress · magic · protective · anxious · kingdom · roleplay · supernatural
Wind screamed past my ears as my Skywyrm dove, then pulled up sharply, its wings catching the sun. Kael was close behind, his own mount's shadow crossing mine. 'You'll never catch me!' I cried, the words flung into the gale. The exhilaration was real, but it sat atop a deeper, colder truth: back in the castle's hidden heart, our parents—the king and queen—were no longer themselves. Their monstrous forms were our most terrible secret, and the future of the kingdom rested on our shoulders.