Luna Rising

FIFTY

Hey guys!

Sorry I didn't update this chapter yesterday. I was too busy at my other job. I was given extra work because it was hectic last week with the patients and billing. But anyways, here you go!

I follow Dad down a dim hallway made out of stone walls. Even with the magical ball of light decorated as Christmas lights shine, revealing the sparkling effect of the cave.

After Golven checked me up, a demon with healing powers was Dad's royal physician. A man around Dad's age, with dark skin, yellow eyes, and a massive-broad body.

At first, I was skeptical that a man was broader than my Dad. Although Golven is an orc, very intimidating and grumpy, he has manners. And he's charming if you ignore the tusk and mean look. He also speaks with an English accent. When I asked Golven if he had ever been to England, Golven told me he studied medicine there for fifty years before continuing his profession in China for another hundred years, studying under a great doctor he admired.

This demon spent his days studying medicine in the human world rather than in the Demon Realm.

But this teacher he mentioned got me thinking of one.

Speaking of Boran, how's he doing? I still need to see him and apologize.

After I checked up to see if I was well, he gave me a lollipop. I'm not a kid anymore, but I still thank him. Nothing is broken, even if I didn't need to be looked at because of my healing abilities. But fighting with Demir needs to be cautious.

We come to the end of the way as I gaze upon an underground village.

Tiny orbs float in the air as they spread around to reveal tiny homes for the sprites or fairies.

"The Princess is here!" Says a fairy

"Wow! I have never seen the Princess before," says another.

Everyone had themselves curious about this stranger who they called Princess.

Of course, I'm considered a Princess because of my parents' status as royalty but still not used to the title.

I look around to observe this underground village; everything seems peaceful and colorful. The houses are either made of wood, rocks, or plants in the renaissance style in medieval times. So many flowers, everyone. A few flowers open and reveal tiny fairies waking up from their naps as they greeted me welcome.

There are varieties of fairies living here; mushroom fairies, tree fairies, flower fairies, water fairies, and fairies that look primarily like insects. These fairies are much smaller than Feno. There are varieties in sizes as well.

So many fairies I see all in one place, and these little creatures watch over me while unconscious.

"Princess," I hear a small voice as I turn around to find two flower fairies holding a crown. "For you," says one of them.

I pull on a smile and slightly blush. "Thank you," I lower my head as they place it.

I turn to Dad, who also has a plastered smile as he reaches to cup my cheek. "Beautiful."

The fairies giggle as I blush more and widen my smile.

We continue to cross the path and walk the stone bridge as fairy children dance by my foot. A chubby fairy bumped into me, and I reached out to her with a finger for help. She smiles and, with tiny insect wings, flies around and plants a kiss on my cheek as we both share giggles.