Brave: The Legend of Wilden the Whimsical

No Weapons On The Table

In the Highlands forest of Scotland, there was the campsite. The emblem sword of the flag waves above one big tent.

It was Dunbroch's territory.

There are the two people with brown hair. The king and queen. They are beloved by their suspects and visitors.

And then, there was the princess, hiding behind the yellow tent. She giggled softly.

The queen and the princess are playing hide and seek.

The queen was delighted yet stumping. "Oh Elinor? Where are ye?" The queen inquires.

She wanders around for her daughter.

"Come on out...Come out come out wherever ye are..." the queen said.

Elinor covers her mouth. She was still giggling.

Suddenly, there was the 'psst' sound from behind the princess.

Elinor was surprised. "Oh!" She gasped-shout.

The princess turns herself around. Elinor was cheerful yet concerned. "Fergus, what are ye doing here?" She wondered.

The redhead Scottish fighter was glad. Fergus walked slowly to her. "I brought flowers for ye, my dear lass..." he whispered in his reply.

The princess was astonished at her gift from Fergus. Elinor blushed. "Oh sweet lad, they're beautiful..." she said.

Elinor took the enormous purple wildflowers from the Scottish fighter. The princess tried to carry them with her both hands. She was unanticipated. "And pretty big if ye asked me how I liked it." Elinor commented.

For an instant, the purple wildflowers shrinks to their actual ten times smaller.

Fergus and the princess are bewildered.

The Scottish fighter has his eyes widened.

Elinor was pleased. "Ah, much better!" She exclaimed.

The queen detects them behind the tent. She was confused. "Elinor, what are ye with Fergus here?" The queen inquired.

Elinor and Fergus are making their awkward silence for the few seconds.

The queen sees another character behind the Scottish fighter. "Fergus, what do ye have with ye?" She asked.

The blue bearded elf steps forth to the queen gradually. Wilden was smiling yet nervous. "I am an elf, your majesty." He answered. The blue bearded elf bowed to her.

The queen was baffling yet confident. "An elf ye say, lad...Do ye have a name there?" She wonders.

The blue bearded elf bows again. "I am Wilden Lightfoot, and I am a wizard." He replied in his introduction.

The queen was trying to be friendly. "And what brings ye to the kingdom of Dunbroch, lad?" She asks.

Wilden sighs. The blue bearded elf knew his prophecy. Trying to matchmaking Fergus and the princess is a hard task. Wilden was compassionate. "I heard about the scary bear around the woods. I'm here for protection." He answers in his explanation.

Fergus goes next to the blue bearded elf. "Wilden the Whimsical knows about Mor'du, your majesty." He mentioned.

Elinor was thrilled. "Oh that's good to hear, lads." She said.

The queen nodded her head thrice times. She was smiling. "A wonderful idea, indeed. Come, it's the princess' birthday today." The queen said. She went to the long wooden table with food.

Elinor follows her mother.

The blue bearded elf was anxious at the Scottish fighter. "You're in love with the princess, Fergus?" Wilden wondered.

The Scottish fighter shrugs his shoulders. He was not worried. "So what." Fergus replied.

The blue bearded elf was worrying. "So what...I thought Elinor, I mean the princess was betrothed..." Wilden vented.

The Scottish fighter shook his head. Fergus was frowning. "Elinor wasn't betrothed to the prince. That's just a silly rumor." He clarified.

The blue bearded elf was concerning. "Wait, the princess of Dunbroch wasn't really betrothed to someone else?" Wilden asked.

The Scottish fighter was contented. "Nah, it's still again a silly rumor." He answered.

Fergus was puzzled at Wilden. "Who told ye something about that, lad?" Fergus wonders.

The blue bearded elf was annoyed. "The woodcarver, Fergus." Wilden replies.

The Scottish fighter laughs with the blue bearded elf. "Sounds like the woodcarver lass ye met with is the funny one peasant." Fergus believes. He kept laughing hysterically.

The blue bearded elf groans. Wilden heads to the long wooden table. He left his brown wooden staff on it.

The queen was vexed at the blue bearded elf. "Wilden...No weapons on the table..." she instructs. The queen shook her head.

The blue bearded elf realized in shock. "Oh, I'm sorry, your majesty. I didn't know." Wilden apologized.

The blue bearded elf grabbed his staff instantly. Wilden was happy yet awkward. "I will be more careful next time- OW!" He exclaimed.

Elinor was curious at the blue bearded elf. "What's the matter, lad?" She asks.

Wilden gets the little wood out of his left hand. "Splinter, your highness." He answers.

The queen was irritated. "A splinter, Wilden...Your weapon needs to softened up..." she suggests.

The blue bearded elf shakes his head at the queen. "Your majesty, the magic wouldn't work if I softened up my staff." Wilden explained. He chuckled.

The queen was not sure about having a wizard around in her kingdom. She sighed. The queen was confident yet almost emotionless. "Show us your magic, lad." She insisted.

The blue bearded elf was smiling. Wilden bowed to the queen. "As you command, your majesty." He said.

The blue bearded elf made his wizard's stance. Wilden attempts not to hold his brown wooden staff too tight. He let out his heart's fire. The blue bearded elf thrusts his staff up. "Boom Bastia!" Wilden shouts.

The magic from the wizard's staff shoots out in the sky.

They are six fireworks bursting in the air. All six fireworks are almost the bright colors of the rainbow.

Fergus and Elinor are fascinated by the beautiful fireworks magic.

The queen was impressed.

The blue bearded elf loves being the wizard. Despite the wizard name, Wilden enjoyed it.

The blue bearded elf efforts the magic again. He lunges his staff upwards. "Boom Bastia!" Wilden shouted.

This time, the dozen fireworks rocketed to the sky.

They are bursting like a million bubble-wrap-poppings.

There was a saying 'Happy Birthday!' in the air.

Elinor claps eagerly. The princess loved it.

Fergus chuckles with Elinor.

The Scottish fighter was cheerful. "Happy birthday, sweet lass!" Fergus exclaims to the princess.

Elinor was blushing again at the Scottish fighter. "Oh, thank ye, Fergus." She said.

The Scottish fighter held her hand. "You're welcome, Elinor." Fergus said.

The queen takes notice of her daughter with the redhead man. As much as she loves Elinor, the queen plots the way to settle their affair. She ponders.

The queen will eventually tell her daughter about the sudden news.

The queen's action would change the princess' fate.

Until Wilden the Whimsical discovers the queen's crazy plan.