“What's going on?” Nephius asked.“We came for thy crowning,'' Pixiu replied, sending the crowd into murmuring. They could not believe that it could talk.“Do not tell me that we were not invited?” the Nixie spat out.“You are invited of course, but can you all please shapeshift into human form. You are scaring the people,” Nephius pleaded while looking at the Naga Omen.“Come make us,” it repliedOut of nowhere, a small boy ran towards the Pixiu and asked for a ride. His terrified mother came running and t1ried to lift him but the Pixiu moved forward and placed its feather on the ground for the boy to climb up. The boy was so excited and climbed up. More children came forward and he was able to put a lot of them on his back and flew off exciting the children.“Do not even think about that with me! The Naga Omen stated.“No one would want to climb on a snake, '' the Nixie teased, sending everyone into laughter.“I want to swim with you,” one of the women asked the Nixie.The Nixie eye
Clarris looked at Omen disappointed, even though he once informed her that she needed to apologize to the people, Clarris was always coming up with excuses. She really wanted to apologize but was scared of being cast out by the people. She never left her tower and was always attending to her flowers. But in the morning Omen pleaded with her to accompany him to the crowning ceremony. At first, she refused but Omen assured her that Rachel was not going to attend and convinced her that it was a good opportunity to ask for an apology because everyone was in the celebratory moodBut when she got off Omen's back the first person she saw was Rachel, she looked at the other brothers and could see the unwelcoming look, she turned and was about to fly off when Rachel called out her name.She stopped Midway“Clary,” Rachel called out on top of her voice. Clary was the childhood nickname that Rachel gave to Clarris. When they were young they each gave each other nicknames. Clarris was Clary whi
The crowning ceremony was finally over and King Nephius began his rule. A year passed and he married Princess Elsa's immediate sister, Princess Ingrid of Arthora kingdom. The two met at his crowning ceremony and immediately connected. Marcus and Daniel also married from the other five kingdoms in order to strengthen the Kingdom's relationship. The two ruled together with the king as his right hands. Marcus was soft and effective for tactical decisions while Daniel was brutal and effective for tough decisions.Darrell and Princess Elsa also got married in kingdom Ella and held a grand wedding. The Princess took over from her mother as Queen and ruled the Kingdom of Ella with Darrell by her side. After getting tired of being on king Nephius's throat every day, Lotus finally decided to explore the world. He first approached the Pixiu but it refused, there was no way it was going to leave its love nest. Then he approached the Nixie, he thought it was going to refuse but to his surprise,
"King Jerald, today is your wedding day. Are you sure you want to do this?" a sweating Rachel inquired in between breaths. "I'd like to get one last taste of you before I marry that annoying Clariss and spend the rest of my miserable life with her," the king replied. "Now keep quiet before the guards notice my absence," he added as he placed kisses on Rachel's cheek. His statement got her all excited as she giggled. The pair were so caught up in the intense heat that they had no idea they were being watched. Standing in the middle of the barn was Princess Clariss, Jerald's wife-to-be, in a wedding dress. She had gone to the Teras fountain, atop the Crystal Tower, to make a brief good-luck wish. She was supposed to go at midnight but opted out because she wasn't the sort to believe that a simple fountain could bring good luck to one's marriage. It was customary for all the young women of the Ergad kingdom to climb the crystal tower, put their hands in the Teras fountain the day
Rachel kept pacing the room; it was pitch black outside, but her best friend was nowhere to be found. Her heart was heavy with remorse. She had no intention of falling in love with King Jerald or having an affair with him, but she couldn't stop herself from falling for him, and one night with him turned into years of sneaking around behind her best friend's back.When King Jerald entered, she dashed into his arms, asking, "Did they find her?" She inquired, her eyes welling up with tears."No, they searched the whole forest and came up empty-handed. But don't worry, I've sent them back," he said.Rachel exclaimed, "Oooh my God, we killed her." "No, sweetheart, we did not push her into the forest; it was her decision," Jerald said, holding her face in his big hands."Our actions forced her to flee into the Deadman's forest; our actions!" Rachel pushed him away."Why didn't she just insult us, scratch you, or start a catfight like other women do? Instead, she gave us a friendly smile, w
"Give me my powers back; why can't I fly? I didn't summon you." roared Clarris at the witch. Deep down, she was so terrified and only wondered why her day was turning into a nightmare."You woke me up from my millennial old sleep," the witch said, laughing loudly and circling Clarris. "You wept and mourned for seven years over your lover's and best friend's betrayal. For seven years, your tears filled my tomb," the witch added.Clarris scoffed. The witch was delusional, she thought to herself and demanded she drop her silly games. It was only minutes ago when she ran into the forest, but there in front of her was a hideous witch trying to make her believe that she had been crying for seven years."Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, Clarrisssssssssssss, You've been crying for seven years, and you've spent seven years in this forest. You've been........... forgotten child."Clarris took a step back, her anxiety overwhelming her."Take a look around... did th
The Cave opened up and witch Cleselda began chanting, “nimwe!, nimwe! nimwe! nimwe! what do you want my child?”"nimwe! ninee! nimwe! nimwe! nimwe! nimwe! nimwe! nimwe! nimwe! nimwe! nimwe! nimwe! nimwe!""I want Jerald and Rachel to cry for eternity. I want them to weep everlasting tears. I want to hit them where it hurts the most. I want blood," Clarris pleaded."Remember, Clarriss, there is no going back. I've seldom heard you ask about the sacrifice you're about to make or the consequences that will follow. You're not really interested in learning about your ancestors?""I don't care about the ramifications or my family history; all I want is to have King Jerald on my feet, and I want him to forever remember the day he laid eyes on me."Hearing these words, Cleselda smiled. Initially, she had doubted whether Clarris would take revenge on behalf of all the Cresent witches. But to her surprise, Clarris was ready to unleash her wrath without any questions. She was proud of herself.T
"It can't be, Darrell..." King Jerald stammered, his gaze fixed on the figure in front of him. It had been seven years since they had last seen each other."You...died in the Forest of the Deadman," stammered King Jerald."Yes, you sent us to our deaths seven years ago," Darrell said, his face turning cold."Is this your family?" Darrell wondered."How could this be? How are you alive?" King Jerald was curious."How did you do it? Why is that? Why is that A or B is all you're interested in? You're not going to inquire about my knights, are you? The men you sent to their deaths. " Darrell yelled."No, you have no right to blame me; Clarris was the one who fled into the forest, and I had no choice but to send you back." Darrell's expression soured. "My fault!" The massive window glasses shattered as a cold voice echoed through them. The little boys screamed in terror. Rachel raised them and concealed them behind her dress, "Mom, we're afraid.""You stupid man, it's all my fault! I d