TW: PTSD, Anxiety, Depression, Brief Violence (blood mentioned), and Stigma on Mental Health. Take care of yourselves. Feel free to DM on Twitter for comprehensive breakdown.

FIC IS ALSO UPLOADED ON AO3

Cover art by Ninjacat Twitter | Insta

It’s been a long day.

A long, loooong day.

Thunder shook the isolated fortress as a lone visitor stepped inside its solitude, shaking off the rain to fix their appearance. It wasn’t every day - it wasn’t every year even - when they met with the powerful beings behind these doors.

But circumstances were dire and like every novel in existence, they deserved a happy ending.

Hopefully, not an ending yet.

A happy middle perhaps?

The last few months have taken a toll on their mental health and physical well-being, the remainders of their bruises a fading shade of burgundy. They weren’t the only ones suffering. Their friends and family endured losses and sacrifices to get to where they were.

They smiled knowing some of them were sleeping soundly in their carriage - except one protesting passenger who wanted to meet the council - and carried on. Before they could fully face who they knew could finally put at end to these years of curses, blessings, and in-betweens, they were met with five pairs of eyes, unaffected by the bubbling cauldron before them.

“Why are you here?” The middle one asked, eyes narrowed and feline, not expecting them of all people to show up.

But with the events prior, it had to be someone from that kingdom.

The Jung kingdom.

The five didn’t mean for the Jung kingdom to sustain the inevitable clash between the human and supernatural but all oracles pointed to it. They already housed a witch - well a descendent of witches - and a werewolf - well descendents of werewolves. The five witnessed from the comfort of their fortress, the drama and betrayals that ensued within the castle walls. The Jung kingdom was the perfect location to finally end the prejudice and discrimination that had been going for nearly a century.

No matter the cost.

The traveler stepped further into the light, ignoring the violent rumblings around them - the ones that were familiar and soothing from how many times she heard them - and opened their mouth to tell their tale.