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It's only me now. I am the last, the only remaining son of Mab, Queen of the Unseelie Court. And I'm already dead to her. Rowan was not the only one to succumb to emotion and passion. My fal began, as many stories do, with a girl. A girl named Meghan Chase, the half-human daughter of our ancient rival, the Summer King.

Fate brought us together, and despite everything I did to shield my emotions, despite the laws of our people and the war with the Iron fey and the threat of eternal banishment from my home, I stil found myself fal ing for her.

Our paths were woven together, our fates intertwined, and before the last battle I swore I would fol ow her to the end of the world, to protect her from all threats, including my own kin, and to die for her if cal ed to do so. I became her knight, and would have gladly served this girl, this mortal who had captured my heart, until the last breath left my body.

But Fate is a cruel mistress, and in the end, our paths were forced apart, as I'd feared they would be. Meghan became the Iron Queen, as was her destiny, and took the throne in the kingdom of the Iron fey. A place I could not fol ow, not as I am—a faery creature whose essence weakens and burns at the touch of iron. Meghan herself exiled me from the lands of the Iron fey, knowing that staying would kill me, knowing I would try anyway. But before I left, I swore an oath that I would find a way to return, that someday we would be together, and nothing would separate us again.

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Mab tried to convince me to return to the Winter Court—I was her only prince now, and it was my duty to come home—but I bluntly stated that I was no longer part of the Unseelie Court, that my service to her and Winter was at an end. There is nothing more terrible than a spurned faery queen, particularly if you defy her a second time. I escaped the Winter Court with my life intact, but just barely, and I won't be returning anytime soon. Regardless, I feel little regret at turning my back on my queen, my kith and my home.

That part of my life is done.

My loyalty—and my heart—belongs to another queen now. I promised I'd find a way for us to be together. I intend to keep that promise. Even if it means trekking through a sprawling, deadly marsh in search of a rumor. Even if it means putting up with my fiercest and most annoying rival, Robin Goodfel ow, who—despite all his attempts to hide it—is in love with my queen as well.

I don't know why I haven't kill ed him yet. Maybe because Puck is Meghan's closest friend, and she would mourn him terribly if he were gone though I can't understand why. Or, maybe, deep down, I'm tired of being alone.

In any case, it matters little. With every ruin we search, every dragon we slay, or every rumor we unearth, I'm one step closer to my goal. Even if it takes a hundred years, I will be with her in the end.

Another piece of the puzzle lurks somewhere in this dreary swampland. The only difficulty lies in finding it. Thankful y, despite Puck's constant griping and complaining, the jabberwocks decided not to see what the racket was about and come stalking through the marsh to find us.

That was just as well , because it took nearly the whole night to find what we were looking for.

At the edge of a scummy pond stood a house, faded and gray like everything else. A picket fence made of bleached white bones surrounded it, naked skul s topping the posts, and a few scraggly chickens milled about in what passed as a yard.

The hut was old and wooden, creaking faintly though there was no wind. The most unusual thing, however, wasn't the house itself, but what held it up.

It stood on a pair of massive bird legs, gnarled and yel ow, blunt talons digging into the mud. The legs were crouched low, as if sleeping, but every so often they shifted restlessly, causing the whole house to shudder and groan.

It was bad enough when you insulted the centaur chief. I didn't mean from him. Before we reached the steps, however, the door creaked open and an old woman emerged from the darkened interior. Tangled white hair framed a lined, wrinkled face, and sharp black eyes peered out at us, bright and gleaming. In one gnarled hand she held a basket, in the other a butcher knife, stained with the blood of many victims.She starts out in the Winter Court where Ash pretends to have no relationship with her.

When you reach 18th level, you learn to sacrifice the souls of powerful foes to your dark patron in exchange for immediate power. Lightning f lashed through the trees again, and thunder growled an answer.

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Catalyst Game Labs. Time has no meaning in the wyldwood. Advanced Transformation Starting at 11th level, you learn to unleash and control more of the beast within.