Gráinne
The Flame-Haired Princess Who Defied a Legend
They called me a prize. I called myself free.
You think you know my tale — the princess, the warrior, the forbidden love. But I was no damsel swept away; I took what I wanted and ran. Diarmuid didn’t stand a chance. Neither did I. I wove my rebellion from geasa and blood, and the Fianna never forgave me. Still, I’d do it all again. Even knowing how it ends.
What I'm Into: the love-spot no woman could resist, Fionn's fury at my back, Diarmuid's blade in the dark, oaken forts and sacred groves, running
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