Those Magic Days

Chapter 20: Grace's Journey Home

April 3rd, 1317 7:30 in the evening.
Grace was watching the river easily the ripples bubbled.
"Now, Trace, now!" She urged her brother. "Pull it tight!"
The string sizzled as it tightens.
"Lean against the tree and pull up, put it up quickly!" exclaims Grace.
The salmon was laying attached to the hook on the rock. Grace cut the line and used it to hook it to roasting sticks to make kebabs over an open wood campfire and to be doubly sure the fishing line material would not endanger creatures of the river. She was covered from head to toe with sturdy tough rough woodswoman clothes including something glove like to protect her hands as well. She gestured to her brother to come watch her cook the fish Phillip would need this while he stayed here and healed and Moonlight was looked after. Grace hoped Aurora not Rose was okay back in the palace. The Dahlia Magic Fever was crazy. And it would take awhile to bring down the side effects of the Aqua Regia potion. Someone had to get the news to the realm and castle soon before she went to visit Maleficent to make Phillip's promise a reality.
"Aurora can only help stop this if she gets permanently cured of that daffodil allergy curse herself. And Maleficent has the answer somewhere that must be it." sighed Grace as she thought in her head. "She became a best bud of mine, the least I can do is live long enough to make sure she'll witness a 100 lunar eclipses with her own eyes like she has dreamed so many times I bet."
That was what had been happening concurrently last chapter.
April 4th 1317 5:30––10:00 in the morning.

"Lady Grace, it has been days, since I last saw you, granddaughter. I thought you had been killed or wandered into evil witch traps." Tala fussed over her as she hugged her.

"Nope, you worry too much, Fauna taught me about surviving these woods, I'm fine, really, Grandma." confirms Grace reminding her elder of her very unique skills. "What happened is, I stumbled upon the ill Prince of Pondue, Phillip, Rose's betrothed."

"Betrothed? Are you sure, Grace little sister? Rose was no Princess when you met her."

"You weren't there," Grace said sharply speaking as she turnt to meet his face bravely, and boldly. "You wouldn't know what I felt. Rose is Princess Aurora, King Stefan's only daughter born sixteen years ago.
She addressed the situation to her grandmother again one more time easing into her informative tale. "Prince Phillip will be on his way here. In no more than three days, Grandma Tala."
"We will make everything ready for his arrival. I will work on the room in the caravan and stable shelters for the horse and her foals. The two of you should go out into the forest, hunt, fish and gathering plenty of food as well, dearest." Tala instructed both of them off right away very immediately.

April 4th, 1317 12:30 afternoon

"Oh! I hope my letter reached my eldest cousin by now." said Grace. "Roycea Greencrest always knows when something is up, anyways."

"Grandma, Trace, I have a promise to keep to one of the royals of these neighboring realms, I have to see it through myself." announced Grace. "I just came back to tell you guys I am headed into Perceforest family. I have to uphold my promise, I'll be back as soon as I can take care of our distinguished Grandmother Tala Prince Phillip will be here soon today. Thank you for everything."
"No, sister, we should be thank you for everything, ourselves." Trace told her. "Best success ahead, sister."
"That good welfare wishing is much appreciated brother. See you around, my homely caravan." Grace finishes her goodbyes and goes into the forest alone heading Northwards.

"Dear Creator, and Dear Lord light my footsteps and may everything I do be good, right and true in order to bless others and give you the glory only. Protect Phillip, his Father, Father in-law and Mother in-law to be and Protect Aurora while danger creeps even closer now." Grace prayed after she got deep into the forest where nobody would see her. "In your Son's name Father of all Father King of all Kings. Amen."
Warmth crept into her as she spoke those powerful words. She didn't feel worried or weak despite being very meek.