A new monologue from Ethereal
Once upon a time a witch named Prospera was wandering the woods when she met a Antonio, the Gancanaugh, the great fairy prince. Antonio, like all gancanaughs had the magical ability to make any mortal woman fall in love with him, magical or otherwise, and the magic was very strong on Prospera. Antonio of course was used to this, and so of course the feelings weren’t mutual. He didn’t feel any love for Prospera at least, not at first. Antonio was not, after all, the only one with magic on his side. Prospera concocted a spell that would make Antonio feel for her as she did for him. It worked. Soon all Antonio could think of was Prospera’s face, her voice, her touch. They fell in love, a special kind of love. A love bound by magic. He made her fall in love so she made him fall in love.
But all did not end well. It was against the law for a Fairy, especially one as esteemed as a Gancanaugh, to marry a mortal being, even one of magical quality like a witch. But Antonio had already shed his title as Gancanaugh, ready to be made mortal by his love for Prospera. The fairies saw this as treason, as crime against Fairykind. Antonio would not get away with this. It may take years, but he would not get away.
They waited for years to pass, and then sent in a Changeling spy to intercept the couple, which had then become a family. The changeling was very manipulative, and convinced Prospera to show her the spell that she first used on Antonio to make him fall in love. The Changeling took the spell and used it on herself, so that all of the attention Antonio gave to Prospera was soon directed at the Changeling. Heart-broken and jealous, Prospera’s magic became bitter, dark, and angry. Divided between her love for him, and her loathing at the betrayal, she knew she could not kill him to reap her revenge, and that she could not kill the Changeling for it would break his heart. So she cast him into a deep sleep that would last forever, and sent the Changeling away to be locked up for what she did. But once the Changeling was gone and the spell she cast on him was broken, Prospera realized that she could never wake him up again, because that remove the spell she placed on him as well. The first spell of first love. So instead, she sat by his side and weeped for all enternity.
