Ghysla is a magical creature, a gremlin, one of the last of her kind who mostly keeps away from the humans who have taken over the land. She becomes infatuated with a lord’s son, and begins to spend time with him in the guise of animals, like a seal, a doe, a bird, and because of his words to those animals, she thinks that he loves her…even though he has no idea ‘she’ exists. Then he is betrothed, and his wife-to-be arrives at his home for the wedding. Ghysla is convinced he is being married against his will, since obviously he loves Ghysla, and she decides she must find a way to take the bride’s place.
I keep wanting to use the words ‘cute’ and ‘sweet’ to describe this story but it’s really not. It’s more like…horrifying, grim, grisly, and dark. Ghysla is basically ‘good’, as far as human measures go, and everything she does is done for love, but she’s not human and kind of terrorizes this family. It’s really a very sad story although maybe it’s a happy ending?