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I realized something a week ago. Though one story has been completed and edited for errors to the best of my ability, before posting the piece to the other blog, I’d like to get some unfinished stories done to give you readers variety, which had me go work on an older piece. I thought I would show you guys the progress due to it will some anime references when complete. And yes, it’s known that I’m dead set on not posting any work here due to the review blogger going over my head, BUT I shouldn’t make you honest readers suffer on account of one fool.
Lovers From Two worlds
Destiny and the characters herein aren’t based on anyone living or dead, (or undead). Furthermore, this fiction is not based on actual events, if they are, it is purely accidental. I retain all rights to the characters and work. Any recreation without consent is PROHIBITED!
WARNING: This piece has M/F sexual situations, strong language, but also makes references to anime culture. Read at own risk!
Though queen of one of the tree kingdoms of Ervere, not to mention one of the most beautiful of the elven women, having suitors come from far away to try to win her hand, Destiny sat on her thrown with a heavy heart. Oh, she wouldn’t show it of course, not with peace talks with humans and her own people on the brink of breaking down, but to her, the males trying to wed her seemed to not care that she was trying to avoid a war. Taking her quarter staff and unwrapping it to go out to the training yard below the palace, it was no secret the blonde found peace in practice, having Destiny ready herself.
Twirling the weapon, striking the wind as if imaginary opponents, her people’s well being and safety began trickling in, making, “How do I proceed without?” tumble from her mouth in a mumble. Her people always were her top priority, something Destiny didn’t take lightly, she wanted it that way because she didn’t want to rule like her father did. Jabbing nothingness and doing other techniques, the idea of a getaway sprang to mind easily, having parts of the elf ponder the thought, but with the talks going on, she knew it couldn’t be, bringing her down.
As she finished her practice and ascended to the palace, movement front out of the northwest caught her eye, calling her attention. By the look on her face, the prince that was coming down the path made her ill, having, “No doubt another uncaring rich boy!” exit her lips while going in to put her staff away. It went without saying Destiny had little patience for these wannabe “kings” of her kingdom to try winning her hand. In fact, she found it tiresome, letting her toy with the plan of throwing him out herself, something making her grin evilly.
While looking at the young elf being shown in, thought on the peace talks continued to press her, consuming all. Though not evident, Destiny knew this prince was like the others, not interested in helping her find a way to stop a war before one started, a fact making the queen wave her hand, dismissing the man. It wasn’t like she didn’t want love, she wanted a man, a family, everything, however not with a male elf who wouldn’t aid her in diplomatic affairs, and that was trait she wanted in a husband.
All that night while trying to rest, the thought of a vacation visited Destiny more times than she used magic to speak with fairies, letting a sigh pass her lips. Sure, it went without saying that she didn’t need to get away for awhile, the elf did, with the talks breaking down, her personal wants didn’t apply. Still, the idea of regenerating her spirit and coming back to view this issue with a revitalized hope was appealing and that perhaps tipped the scales in favor of her going, pasting a slight smile across her face. Sure, Destiny needed to ensure the two sides wouldn’t kill each other while she was away, a task that wouldn’t be easy, the blonde admitted, and she’d have to ensure the kingdom continued running, having the queen ponder who to put in temporary charge.
Laying there thinking on the subject, any of her advisers could fill in for her, Destiny knew this, and she knew they saw how bad she needed a break, but while the elf debated leaving one in charge, reality set in as she said, “If I do, they might undo the work I’ve done.” in a sigh, regret thrown into the tone. However as she started to let the dreamworld claim her, something sparked the flame of a idea, one that cleared the mist from her mind, letting Destiny drift to the peace she needed.
The next morning, the blonde queen left her bed, knowing what she had to do. It wasn’t uncommon for elves to ask the tree imps for assistance in some matters, GETTING them to agree on what they wanted in return would be a point that could stress the queen out, one thing she knew, but by the forest, Destiny wanted time away to get a better perspective, making the elf queen’s resolve stronger. While fixing her hair, brushing it slowly, watching that it didn’t mat, tangle or anything of the sort, it wasn’t missed that the imps had homes in the area she was now in talks over, trying to stop the humans and her kind from destroying themselves, bringing Destiny a way to get the tree imp people to assist.
Getting some hair ready for the red bow to hold the style she liked, a simple workable one, the queen knew the imps felt the same as her in this disagreement, nothing needed to be said, so if she told the imp king and queen the other reason she was going, they’d likely agree to help her create a double of her. After Destiny adjusted the hairpiece, she grabbed her quarter staff and set off on the first step of her mission of mercy, praying the time away would be fruitful, but what the queen didn’t realize was that she’d find a man who would bring peace to her land and love to her heart while on vacation.
Coming to the entrance of the imp kingdom. Destiny didn’t need a spell to know someone had their eye on her, she could feel the gaze from where she stood, prompting the elf queen to sigh, gathering her words. “I’ve come seeking an audience with your king Inguar and queen N’gaila, hoping for help in ending the crisis that both our kingdoms face.” she said calmly, words full of the truth, not to mention an overtone of needing time away. Standing there not knowing if the imp guards that were in the brush believed her, Destiny couldn’t deny that chill threatening her, nobody in this situation would, it worked her over to say the least, having her wonder.
“How can elf queen end this?