Queen for a Day: part 1

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Elizabeth's POV:

I knocked on Varian's lab door.

"Enter" i heard from inside.

"Hi Varian" i said as i opened the door.

"Hey Ellie, you're early" he said, while mixing some kind of compound.

"What's that?" I asked.

"I'm running tests on the black rocks" he said.

"V, isn't that dangerous?" I asked.

"Maybe, but i'm so close now to figuring them out i can feel it!" He said excitedly.

"But your dad said-"

"My dad doesn't know and he doesn't need to" Varian said.

"Ok...anyway, i was wondering if it was ok for me to take a short break? I'm heading up to the castle to train with Cass for a few weeks" i asked.

"Oh, yeah no problem!" Varian said with a sweet smile "i'm just gonna be running some tests on these rocks for a while anyway" he tapped on one of the rocks.

"I knew you'd understand, i'll be back soon" i said, hugging him and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, making him a little flustered.

Just as i turned to leave he grabbed my arm and i turned to look at him.

"Hey! Don't forget to write" he reminded me.

I nodded and ran out of the lab.

Later

I walked up to the castle gates where two guards stood.

"Name?" One asked.

"Elizabeth Sanders, i'm a friend of the princess" i said.

"Ellie!" Rapunzel called down from the balcony.

"Hi Rapunzel" i said.

The guards let me in.

Rapunzel ran down and gave me a hug.

"How have you been?" She asked.

"I've been great!" I said.

"How's it going with Varian pigtails?" Eugene asked jokingly as he snuck up behind me.

I just smiled and rolled my eyes.

"Ready to get started?" Cass asked.

"As i'll ever be!" I said, pulling out my bow and arrow.

Varian's POV:

I was walking around outside with Ruddiger when i heard my dad talking with the village people.

"What do we do, Quirin? My home these rocks are destroying everything in their path!" Someone said.

"Take ease, friends. Our situation may seem dire but we mustn’t lose hope." Dad said, trying to reassure everyone.

I went to get a closer look.

"But what are they? Where are they coming from?" Another person asked.

"I’ve been studying these rocks and I think I discovered a vulnerability in their alchemical makeup." I said, as the crowd including my dad turned to me.

Uh oh...

"Son, I told you, leave those rocks alone." He said.

"yeah, I know, I know, I know, but something has to be done, and I think I may be onto a solution." I tried to explain.

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