Fey Regency

I tried to kill a fey prince. But he called me pretty. And made me his pet.
All my life I’ve been different. My grandmother proudly declared we were descendants of the Fair Folk. I thought she was batty.
Until the fey invaded Earth.
And I saw I looked just like them.
A fact everyone else also noticed.
I had to leave my grandmother all alone. Run, hide and survive. My life was hell, and it was all the fey’s fault.
So when I got the perfect opportunity to take a prince out, I seized it with both hands.
Except I messed it up and was claimed as a pet.
By Prince Tristan Y Mabinogi.
A flame haired himbo who is convinced life is about pleasure & gratification and the only reason I’m a moody, grumpy bastard is because I haven’t had enough of either. A status he is determined to rectify.
I’d rather die than admit it to him, but he might just be on to something.