It wasn’t he’d ever have to choose.Įxcept now he’d woken. They loved him as they loved the Eleventh Doctor with his bow tie and his flippy hair and the Tenth Doctor with his mad laugh. They were in love with him because he was a prince and a faeries and magical and you were supposed to love princes and faeries and magic people. While she was flirting, Ben was falling in love for the first time.īut one of the things they still have in common is their love for the faerie prince who sleeps in the forest, in a glass coffin, to whom they have told their secrets for many years, but who has never woken in…decades? Centuries? (I’m not entirely sure about the timing in this.) She and Ben are still very close but everything is different now.įlirting didn’t mean anything to her. She seemed to be running toward trouble, leaving no stone unturned, no boy unkissed, no crush abandoned, and no bad idea unembraced. Hazel makes a deal with the faeries and that changes the way she goes on with her life. It’s easy to think you’re succeeding when you’re failing spectacularly. Sparing another person is a tricky thing. That’s when they began keeping secrets from each other. Until things became too scary and dangerous and they’d stopped. When they were kids, Hazel had dreamed of being a knight, and she’d become one, hunting “bad” faeries with the help of Ben’s magic. Hazel and her brother Ben live in a town where fae and humans live on…not exactly friendly terms, but those who are born and raised in Fairfold are relatively safe (unlike the tourists who often visit it, many of which end up missing or dead). To show your regard, you give each other lovely bouquets of lies.”

“You and your sister are very dear to each other. To me, it’s a story about brothers and sisters. Everyone will tell you something different, probably.

There are many ways to describe The Darkest Part of the Forest.

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