Prince of Sylvan: Dark Steampunk Fantasy (Take me to Iverbourne)

Alvis is the preferred heir to the throne of Sylvan, a Fae court built on hatred and blood. High Lord Typhan pushes Alvis to murder his own brother, and one day his request will be a command. A lifelong blood bond will force Alvis to make a choice. Unlike most blood bonds, his can be broken, at the expense of his mother's life. Typhan is losing patience and soon his request will be a command, then Alvis will have to kill his kin by the sword, or a broken blood bond. Alvis decides he would rather take his own life than choose between his kin and live as a monster any longer, but a legendary Captain arrives with a troublesome first mate the Prince can't keep out of his heart. Friends, love and a whole new world waits outside their imprisoned court, but at what cost? Blood, or sanity?"From this day forth, and until the day each of us die, we shall be bound by blood. Orion and Alvis cannot conspire to harm me in any fashion, or do so physically or by means of Aether. They cannot leave the walls of Silverbury unless I say so." Typhan orders, his command tightening the Aether chains until they dig into my skin. No, no. This can't be happening."Furthermore, Yira shall be physically or verbally unable to organize any more of these foolish rebel groups, or smuggle any more Fae or Humans out of Sylvan." A soft cry emits from Mother and she finally locks eyes with Orion and I, desperate violet eyes searching us for forgiveness. We've known about her 'crimes', but they do not shame us. She has finally given up after centuries of fighting, that is where her guilt lies. I wish I could tell her to feel no such thing."And one more thing," Typhan keeps his gaze on me, a smile playing at his lips, "You two, Orion and Alvis, will not be able to resist a command or order given by me, my word will be law. Dutiful sons, shall we say?"