"Becoming King Skarl" by amiyumifan96 The doorknob rattled as King Skarl slammed the door of the meeting room, where Meridell officials pondered the thought of a new cheese being rolled down a hill. Abby gently brushed her aching head. She already had a migraine from all this hard work, and the last thing she wanted was for the king to throw one of his famous temper tantrums...
The Mysterious Aisha Sorceress The faerie seems to contemplate her question. "I am known to some as Ilere," she allows, "but names mean very little in this world..."