Those Magic Days

Chapter 16: Living For Others

Golddia, Fluerra and Miette left with Fauna through the portal. One March 31st. Fauna showed them back to the cottage where she had almost been attacked in Perceforest. Golddia swooned over little baby green Dragon Crackle, picked him up and cuddled him smothering him in love.
"Why do you have a Dragon in here?"
"Aurora found him in the woods 7 days ago all alone." Fauna said. "Tawny's been looking after him and the big old wild owl's done a remarkable job while I was away."
"I'll care for him, until he can live with Aurora." Golddia begged Fauna to let her take him. She agreed. Fauna consented a few minutes later, but she was very hesitant at first. However she stressed saving the villagers came first before the dragon. But she knew the cottage was no place for a baby dragon to be confined too. Dia had large beautiful green grassy lush lawns huge fir forests hiding many hidden caverns in those mystery mountain peaks in Mircilis at her home. He'd be happy there no doubt about it, period. Golddia did tap the little dragon with her wand and made him immune to the temptation of the gold on the rocks.
"There he will never bother about any gold, sisters and cousins." Dia replied. "Now let's see what we can do to fight these tragic curses and find your oldest and youngest sisters, Fauna, meaning Flora and Merryweather also."

Golddia's Fairy of the Goldenvine below, a black haired girl who she put into many woven braids, she wore a golden serpent hair clip the head hanging and touching her very forehead where the part in her hair was, she wore a loose white breezy sleeveless tank top, a skirt that matched her shiny satin gold scarf, she had pale amber yellow eyes, blue midnight eye shadow and surprising she was a woman of mixed race. Her lips were Pearl Pink, her nails painted candy apple red. She wore a gold bangled bracelet on her right wrist above that her hair seemed to loosen in the patterned netting of the Dreamcatchers we know today.

Her wings stretched like a Dragonfly butterfly, they're there behind her side profile of an abstract artificial stained glass window picture made with help of light. Her gold wings were see through.

Meanwhile Dahlia sat down writing stories of her past as a Dahlian citizen beside the the two Imperial royal children and her classmates that expected them as decent friends.
Flashback,
"Hey, Dahlia."
"Torri." It was short for Torrien one of the sons of the ambassador of Floresco. That is how I actually met Sylvian'z betrothed.

"Morning, Torrien." I greeted the blonde haired boy with brown eyes. "How is Father Alen Allanis doing as Ambassador to Floresco's sweet royal family?"
"He's happy with his job, I heard you want to help Sylvian get his legs back?"
"Yes, a little tlc in a beautiful garden or orchard wouldn't hurt him now would it?" I asked our best male friend around. Torri took double the amount classes the other students do.
He laughs at that right away.
"You're as quirky and cheerful as ever despite what happened during your childhood."
"Yeah, I know." We both laughed.
"Well well, two geeks of class, you guys work yourself to death." Arianne Schulyer spoke forcefully at us mocking us.
"I'd rather do that than not have my life mean nothing, Ria." I scolded her back. Criticism rarely got to me. I heard it and I always had a way to address it appropriately which other girls found confounding because their Moms taught them woman were not capable of this inner strength in voice. Lucky for me my Father, Mr. Caduta taught me otherwise. I got more bullied by older ladies of the court than I ever did my classmates and every time that happened Princess Tamara would demand they go back to their room and rethink their attitude.
"Ria. What are you even doing wasting time on these dorky friends of Prince Sylvian?" asked Skylie her big sister. "We've got to go see you in crafting class, Miss Caduta, and Mr. Allanis. Though you make a poor decision in hastiness."
"Ha, living selfishly is living a poor life. Living for others is extremely important whether romantically inclined or not, and I will keep saying this I am not in love with Tiffany's son. I have no claim to him period. I simply wish to see he knows what a normal kind sympathetic person is, and I have to be the one show him how a girl is naturally defined so be it, because everybody else in this kingdom is too shy and mean to do so. Just because he was born different doesn't make him a monster like it doesn't make our dragon a monster and it didn't make Maleficent a monster either. You think your way I'll think mine and hope we don't cause wars between kingdoms burning bridges. You're allowed to have your opinion that does not mean I must be able to adhere to believe it. My job as scribes is too tell both sides of the Rubesco empire and many people are a part of it, Royals and subjects alike." Dahlia spoke sternly and firmly. "I am impartial, I just point out when you're taking things way too far judging too much at once, ladies, bye."
Torri walks right beside her immediately as they held through the city gates, and just inside the first level of the city. They saw a fire explode in the house in front of them. Dahlia picked up her skirts and ran to the front door opened the unlocked window and helped carry little babies out of the collapsing building while Torri helps the Parents and Aunts leave the building safety.
They watch from outside as the building burned to a crisp.
"Here's your children, ma'am."
"Thank you, Mademoiselle," And that is when Dahlia realized she was talking to a maid in the palace of Aurora's long before her return to her own birth castle Leon Towers. Well she hadn't always lived in the Rubesco Empire but she knew some truth about the royal family currently that were on our throne.
Aunt Katrien was a teenager girl.
"Thank you, Miss Caduta for giving my grandma a second chance at life." Katrien answered. "We're from Neapolix we lived in a cottage in the forest of Perceforest not far away from the glen before moving here."
Katrien is below, she had dark sunny dusty skin, brown eyes and tree brown hair, she wore a satin hooded shirt, the hood was down, her hair was partially braided strands the rest of it was straight breezy and very loose, she wore a man's tight brown slacks instead of common skirts.

She subverted many imperial city girl traits and a glowing aura was about her.
"My sister in-law's daughter, Katrien, Canary Candide's daughter, she is a fairy godmother in training."
"Please to meet you Madame." Dahlia curtesies. "Who are your teachers, miss?"
"Fauna and my Mom, my Mom's allowed to make me a Fairy Godmother because she is strictly a nature fairy, Dahlia." A deer's kid a young spotted fawn stood at Katrien's side show she had bandaged its right front knee.
"He's a young Prince of the Forest his mom were killed by hunters." Katrien admits stroking the deer without a single qualm.
"Can young Imperial Prince Sylvian meet him?"

"What do you think Hearty?" Katrien asked the young fawn. He nodded.
"He says, "Yes Miss Caduta." Katrien translates for them. The three of us went to the palace. I asked Tamara to fetch her brother which she always does.

"Your honor, Empress Tiffany, we bring you a grandma and her son's children who are in need of great aid." I spoke with the blonde Empress.
"Welcome back Miss Caduta, amd Mr. Allanis, I will speak with them and have their needs met." Tiffany answered them it was the only thing she could do to quench her anxiety now and then by helping her subjects through their sufferings true charity, Princess Aurora. Young Lady Katrien's heart melted when she saw Sylvian had never walked without help.
"Tsk, tsk, this changes today, your imperial highness, it will be painful, but those nerves will reawaken in time, Hearty will stay here and act as your brace every time you want to walk, sweetheart. Is that clear my pet?" Katrien asked.
"Yes, Mom."
"Good. Let's begin, dears." Katrien insisted now. And she made Sylvian lean into Hearty for five minutes before mealtimes and after them. He managed to walk by himself all the way to his Mom with Hearty helping keep his posture straight.
"Mommy!" He said and stepped over to hug her into a big squeeze his first big step.
"Sylvi, tell me, who is the grand architect of making you walk again?"
"Dahlia, Mommy, with some extra help she brought me a godmother in training from Aurora's realm, her name's Lady Katrien. She is so beautiful kind and sweet as sugar like Sanzi is, Mommy."

Aurora received Dahlia's miraculous tale of meeting Canary Candide's own daughter Lady Katrien Emerallis Candide on March 31st very wet evening.
"Hey, Good evening Miss Fern, how are your parents doing?" asks Aurora.
"Good." Fern whos instead of hoots and cries for now.
"Any new news from Dahlia?" She asked her new authentic animal owl friend.
The bird dropped a prepackage scroll in a black rubber bag to her. Aurora's fingers trembled as she opened the back by the drawstrings. As she read quietly to herself. She stopped to stand and stare out the window after she came across the name Katrien, her eyelids flutter. You could assume she was chewing still from the movement of mouth, and she nervously rubbed her right fingers together as she was thrown into a vision of the future.
"I Canary Candide do hear my declare my daughter Lady Katrien Candide, Fairy of Songs, to take up all my Fairy Godmother duties as I have now long wished to settle down and retire. My supportive witnesses her Royal Madamoiselle Princesse Aurora, and her Dahlian throne friends Miss Caduta and Mr. Torrien Allanis. With that I pass my wand to my daughter and bid you all a very goodnight. Young lady, Katrien from the house of Candide I dub thee the new Fairy of Songs, all songs, my child. Use this wand with wisdom, bravery and respect so you maybe an example to lead those whom you will train yourself, daughter, can you vow on these words?"
"I can your Leading Excellency." Katrien makes her vow there to her Mother which makes her smile afterwards.
The vision ends right away quite abruptly
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