Chapter Six: Treasures of The Mystic Forest
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“Tighter, Abellona! For the love of Mogshade…”83Please respect copyright.PENANA4ckoH5bV0x
Virelai gasped as a servant laced her corset.
“Are you sure, your majesty?”83Please respect copyright.PENANA0YPrlnZA1B
“Yes, I am sure!”
“Alright… if you insist.”
Abellona mumbled, pulling the laces tighter.83Please respect copyright.PENANA51pgXWGyaO
“Mph! Better, m’lady?”
The servant grunted.
The princess let out a sharp, shallow exhale.83Please respect copyright.PENANAatJB8ToPJu
“Yes.”
“Shall I fetch your gown, your highness?”
Virelai did her best to stand up straight.
“Indeed. The wedding is in an hour.”
Abellona chuckled fondly.
“It’s so lovely that the two kingdoms are finally at peace. Allies even!”
Virelai smiled thoughtfully.
“I suppose.”
She sighed.
Suddenly, fast, clumsy footsteps echoed down the stone hallway.
“Princess! Your high majesty!”83Please respect copyright.PENANA5Km66zdtRi
There was a sudden thud followed by a loud crash of something fragile shattering.
“...Oh mystic forest I do believe that was a portrait.”83Please respect copyright.PENANAdjT2pH7y9z
Philomath’s high-pitched voice muttered.
“Oh they have thousands of larkins. They can mend it later.”
She said to herself, shuffling around the suspicious spot on the floor.
“Let us see… what was my rhyme about glass…? Ah yes! If thou doth crunch… I have a hunch… that I shall miss brunch…. and I do not want to miss brunch.”
There was a thunk as she ran into the thick wooden door of the princess’s bedroom.
“I swear to Mogshade! Would it put you in your tombs to leave the door ajar for the sightless?!”
She grumbled before wrapping her hands around the knob of the door and bursting into the room.
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She panted.
Virelai and Abellona’s heads snapped towards her.
Philomath cleared her throat.
“Princess, your highness, please, do not go through with this wedding.”83Please respect copyright.PENANA7okcFy7XbV
The princess tilted her head.
“Why would you say such things, Philomath?”
“Please, your highness. I had a premonition about it. Horrible events will occur-”
Suddenly Queen Morwenna burst into the room with a stern expression fixed on her face.
Her eyes flicked over the room and landed on her daughter.
She exhaled and strode over to her, ignoring the vibrating advisor.
She took Virelai by the hands.
“Virelai! There is no time to dilly dally! Come, you must greet your guests.”
She glanced down at her daughter’s wedding gown.
“Oh my… you look positively lovely, dear.”83Please respect copyright.PENANAH6k5rEa5SA
She purred before leading her out of the room.
Morwenna chuckled.
“Be careful. Mogshade himself might mistake you for one of the treasures of the Mystic Forest.”
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Virelai mumbled.
Abellona gently took Philomath by the forearm.
“Hello…?”83Please respect copyright.PENANAdXZ29klItO
Philomath squeaked, reaching up her free hand to touch the features of the person who had just grabbed her.
“Hiya, Phil. You were rushing, huh?”83Please respect copyright.PENANAmtQBH3Yuhu
Philomath let out a wheezy laugh.
“How did you know?”83Please respect copyright.PENANAixfleSTM3e
“You forgot your cane, Phil.”
Philomath chuckled.
“It seems I have.”
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