The Original Royal Line (An Extension of Aurora's Tale)

The Mystery of Leah's Departure

January 1, 1500- Harvvesta 2 hours old at 7:00 a. m.
The Fairies, Flora, Fauna and Merryweather knew the Late Queen Leah the First had insisted she leave instead of being put to sleep like the rest of the palace and so Fauna agreed to help sneak away from the palace during Aurora's curse.

Leah went into the woods and there a portal was opened she and Fauna crossed through it into the Mystic Isles. And onto the Isle of the Protectors, the Protectors we see in Sofia The First themselves. Many of them were winged most had wings of feathers and each pair of Feathered Wings were different.

"Fauna." Vega called. She hugged the Nature fairy and hugged her immediately.

"Where's Orion?"

"He's training his new student Chrysta a Fairy. You may not know this but there is a Fairy Isle of the Mystic Isles now and one of those Fairies dreamers of being a Protector just like you and your sisters." The elleth Yvette, of the group, responds. "This must be the gorgeous Queen Leah I've heard so much about. Oh, my!"

"What?!" exclaimed Fauna and Leah.

"Your belly just kicked."

Leah felt her stomach with her hand. The Protector was right there was a kick coming from it. Aurora was going to have a secret biological sister.

"We'd better get you to a medicine fairy." said Nerissa. "Follow me, ladies." She held up a horn and a solid boat of pure water formed from the lakes.

"Step on in and worry only about staying relaxed. The Hippocampus will get us where we gotta go!" assured Nerissa. "Fauna keep her calm and, by the way, is that a flowery scent coming off of you, Leah."

"I'm not sure what you mean." stammers Leah. This was unexpected child and it wasn't from Stefan at all and in fact Leah didn't need a man in fact the flower that caused this was a gift from the gypsies she met when she was still a kid in the woods with Maleficent what she didn't know was these flowers were blessed by the shaman of the campsite with the desire to protect and quench loneliness for those who needed new friends that would be great to them. They climbed into the water boat and Nerissa sat astride the driver's place directing the seahorses to Fairy Isle asap. The Fairy Isle People of Fairies had different wings larger more butterfly like than the Good Fairy trio did their wings were more shaped like leaves or blades of grass just like the wings of an ant. These three fairies, Flora, Fauna and Merryweather never came from Fairy Isle they came from a different place called Merripolita where many Fairies like them lived away from the pressure of the Sugarplum Fairy on Fairy Isle. 

Mercy an excellent medicine and doctor Fairy of Fairy Isle met them at the rivershore.

"She has flax seeds roasted with sunflower seeds on her lettuce and spinach salad every morning covered with the dandelion petals ontop of it as extra garnish. It was a gift from childhood gypsy friends of hers."

"That explains it before they handed off the seed bag to you of flax and sunflowers the flower seeds were enchanted and it's giving you another baby this birth will be less painful though. Leah may be able to get her new daughter out on her own, but we need to get her away from the overwhelming exposure to magic here in this Mystic Isles." Mercy insisted immediately.

"I already called our dwarf friend Stopher he's bringing us our dragon chariot." said Fauna. "There the purple dragon fire in the far off horizon that's them." 

The chariot landed two twin purple Sister dragons with huge wings like that of Everburn landed on the other side of the river, a solemn sober dwarf dress in gray armor across his chest, a silver gray scarf wrapped about his neck, he had a flute on his utility belt and a lyre strapped on his back. He wore a long black t-shirt and loose black breathable tights. His eyes were brown, His hair and beard were a dim black and atop his head was a pointed winter hat that would never stay still much like the hats of the dwarfs of Snow White. His boots were caked with wet mud, you could barely tell they were seven league brown boots anymore. (This piece of the story fact about the fairies comes from Charles Perrault's Sleeping Beauty in the Woods)