Once upon a time...
The crack of the staff upon polished flagstone floors rent the stillness and beyond the castle windows a clap of lightning followed upon the wake of tearing silence. Not a one spoke among the courtiers, and the King met the strange fairys gaze without flinching.
Then a light burst from the jewel at the hilt of Knight's sword and she spoke with a commanding voice that could not be overlooked.
"You stand before the King unannounced. Name yourself, stranger, and deliver proof of your welcome here, or begone. This is a place of celebration. Do not darken the joyous festivities with your silence!"
And while she was small of stature her tone was firm, and many who listened to the rebuking words drew breath once more, enlivened by the steadfast bravery.
In the shadow of her helmet, Maea winked at Hadama. She for one was absolutely ready to have a good time with this; she would make sure to fill him in whenever she could, unless he winged it in the right direction already.
Then a light burst from the jewel at the hilt of Knight's sword and she spoke with a commanding voice that could not be overlooked.
"You stand before the King unannounced. Name yourself, stranger, and deliver proof of your welcome here, or begone. This is a place of celebration. Do not darken the joyous festivities with your silence!"
And while she was small of stature her tone was firm, and many who listened to the rebuking words drew breath once more, enlivened by the steadfast bravery.
In the shadow of her helmet, Maea winked at Hadama. She for one was absolutely ready to have a good time with this; she would make sure to fill him in whenever she could, unless he winged it in the right direction already.
The End
