South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

a faerie heart is different than a human heart


Posted on March 14, 2019 by Lux Acardi
South
winter queens are cold and hard,
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"You're not leaving Lux. You may be the princess of this court, but I am the Queen. You will still follow my commands." "Watch me, Mother." "Leave and you'll be stripped of all your titles in this court, and you'll never be accepted to return."

The last words that the infamous Winter Queen to her only child had been viciously screamed across the Great Hall of Dunluce Castle. The Ice Queen had been sitting on that great stone throne of hers, the members of their court staring between the two. The air in the room had dropped to subzero temperatures as the two women stared each other down. The other fae in the court may have been shivering at the frigid air, but neither Lux nor Queen Mab were affected by it in the slightest. No, Lux was Mab's protege. Groomed to take over one day when Mab grew tired of ruling (which everyone knew would be never), no one expected Lux to just want to leave. And certainly not the Queen.

But Lux had simply set her jaw, turned, and walked out of the Great Hall with nothing but the sound of her heels clicking against the stone floor.

Now, nearly two months later, Lux Acardi sat nearly 5,000 miles away from her Ireland home in Sacrosanct. Though the princess knew no one in the city, she couldn't deny that it felt more welcoming than Dunluce Castle and the Unseelie Court she'd grown up in. The court was known for its manipulative nature. The members keen to throw each other under the bus to get in the ever-changing favor of the queen. It had been toxic, and yet Lux knew how to play the game. She was just as able to turn on that cold smile and be entirely heartless as anyone else. It had been part of the reason she'd left, after all. That blatant desire for something more than cruel, callous relationships with the other fae in her court. She'd heard upon her arrival in the United States of a supernatural friendly down, and that was what had brought her to Sacrosanct.

Now, after having fully settled herself in her Southern apartment, Lux desired the fresh air. She supposed it was her fae nature that had her consistently desiring the fresh air. She was drawn immediately to the large park that was just down the road from her home. Admittedly, she didn't exactly love the sound of the children yelling and screaming. There weren't many children in the Unseelie court. Or... any, actually. She had been alone growing up. Her mother's desire to have a child seen as a form of weakness, and Unseelie didn't show weakness. She didn't know how to handle the screaming other than to wander over to an empty swing on the swing set. She timidly tested the chains to make sure she wouldn't get burned by the metal.

She paid absolutely no attention to the grown man sitting beside her as she gently swayed in the swing. Where her hands touched the metal, ice began to form and spread up the chains, though the Winter Princess didn't notice, nor care. No, it was only when a little girl, no bigger than three or four, on the set next to her pointed at her, a shrill "Mommy look! She's ELSA" shrieked in her direction did Lux even look up. Her eyes narrowed and her red lips turned to a scowl as she regarded the kid.

"You can mind your own fucking business," The girl said loudly, her Irish accent making the playground fall silent as the gazes of angry mothers turned on the fae. Lux hardly paid attention as the mother of the child (who was now crying, what a weak little creature, her mother would have destroyed it and it's annoying wailing) scooped up her daughter and stalked off the playground. Lux's annoyance was alarmingly present in the air - after all, the temperature around her dropped alarmingly and the moisture in the air turned to large snowflakes that seemed to hover in the air around her. Eyes were on her, and the princess was hardly immune to that feeling. She'd grown up with judging eyes on her for almost five-hundred years. The faerie princess looked immediately to her left, watching the grown man that sat there.

"What?"



Lux Acardi

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