Fantasy

You wake up on a small uncomfortable cott. You hear the groan of othe patients. You had been caught in a fire during your escape from the elven capital or Silverstone. You weren't hurt badly. Mother and uncle where maddening with power. Your mother had killed your father and two bothers before dying herself, leaving you to your uncle, who wants to marry you off. You don't know how long you have been unconscious, but you do know that you need to leave and escape your uncle.