The Last Lullaby

I’m a spellsinger; if I can sing it, I can manifest it. That’s what got me sent to Tír na nÓg, Realm of the Shining Ones. You might know them better as Faeries. I know them as the strongest magic-users in all the Realms. Yes, some are even stronger than me. And I’m here to assassinate one of them; a king, no less. A king with the body of a god and the most amazing eyes I’ve ever seen. What a shame. He won’t even know what hit him. The Onyx King may be astoundingly powerful, but all I need is one song. He’ll be dead by the end of it. Or I will. Either way, I’m about to sing someone’s last lullaby.