3 Works in Miriadel (W.I.T.C.H.)
Elyon is approaching her sixteenth year, and therefore getting ready for Meridian celebration of coming of age. And being queen and Light of Meridian, this means organizing and controlling a whole festival, while she is still struggling with adapting to unfamiliar world and being deserving and just ruler. Luckily, she has friends and family to support her.
She could use with less of family, though. Really.
Elyon leads a delegation to Cedric’s homeland, the Land of the Lotus, hoping the endorsement of their fearsome leader will further legitimate her nascent rule. Meanwhile, Caleb and Vathek have joined for reasons alongside protecting their queen. None in the company foresee the deeds of Cedric’s supreme leader, and the Guardians might need to get involved against a people whom derive their powers from dark and dangerous gods.
Elyon was bored.
The petitions from citizens were dragging on and on and on, and most of them were along the lines of the East Nobere, West Nobere, hoogong stuff.
The current petitioner was talking about a runaway hoogong. He was asking for aid in finding it, due to living in a dangerous area with many wild beasts.
She waited for him to finish, glancing at Caleb, who nodded slightly.
“Yes, some guards will help you find your missing hoogong.” she told them. They bowed and left.
“Ugh.” she melted off of her throne as soon as the door closed, landing in an ungraceful heap on the dais.
“Your majesty, the petition time is over. Perhaps it would be a good idea to travel to Earth maybe, and find something to do.” suggested Alborn.
“Yes!” Elyon popped to her feet. “I’m gonna go change, Caleb meet me outside my room!” She bolted for her bedroom.
Caleb blinked. “How does she go from crumpling to the floor to racing through the halls?”
Alborn shrugged. “I don’t know.”
Elyon should never be bored.
- Part 1 of W.I.T.C.H. One-shots