Disregarding Fate

As the son of the Cwylld rulers, Cadlyr hates being part of the notoriously war hungry tribe since the moment he understood the revulsion they caused in others. So, he’s delighted when he arrives at his first elven gathering and meets his other half. Cadlyr can leave the Cwylld and enjoy a prosperous life. Observing the tradition of their people, they agree to be mated the following day. Only, instead of promising his life to Evlithar of the Valzadari, Cadlyr is told the young elf has died by his own hand. Devastated, Cadlyr promises not to forget him and rages internally that Evlithar failed to come to him with his troubles. If he had Evlithar would still be alive and Cadlyr could’ve escaped.

Two thousand years later, Cadlyr’s existence has changed. Now the last of the Cwylld he is determined to recreate the sullied name into something noble. He resides within a special sanctuary at the Draconis Court of D’Vaire and has never been happier. It takes time, but he is eventually convinced to return to the annual gathering of elves. Once there he can hardly believe his eyes. Cadlyr is sure he’s seeing a ghost until the elf runs from the room like the hounds of hell are at his feet. Could Evlithar possibly alive after all these centuries?