If the worlds of the Reveal were to be viewed from the outside, it would seem that humans wished to be Vampires, Vampires wished to be demons, demons wished to be magical, and the magical wished for peace of mind. It had taken many years for the demon prince of the human world to organise a betrothal with a magical Elf as well as orchestrate her arrival on world.
Sly, seductive, selfish, the immaculate creature known as Florian Ribeni prized being a Vampire for he was vain enough to choose beauty and youth over wisdom and wise enough to appreciate a life without the boundaries of death, illness, or poverty.
My name was Bethany Trent and at age twenty three years, six months, four days and ten minutes I ceased to exist. Don’t misunderstand, I didn’t die, I won’t die for an eternity by human standards, instead I was removed from everything that used to be my life ...
Elves have mastered four elements that ensure their survival in the harshest of environments; they lie exceptionally well, their preference for the unexpected is constant, they can often hide in plain sight, and if worse comes to worse they can seduce their way into safety.