Soman Chainani

Then she saw Agatha. “You there! No smirking!

CALL THAT THING OFF!” Tedros yelled as he deflected Grimm’s arrows into the well with his training sword.

Tedros smiled. “One . . . two . . . three . . .”
She fainted in his arms.

Both of us will choose how our fairy tale ends.”

she let in the tides of doubt.

And only when she was gone would he see he had spawned much more than a son.

He had borne a princess

Agatha felt horror strangle her heart.

The petrified princess in glass slippers and golden curls.

The red rose among thorns

The last thing she needed was this world perishing while they were still in it.

For he looked into your hearts and saw something very rare. Pure Good and Pure Evil.”