𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊
𝔖𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: The fate of an entire kingdom rests upon the shoulders of a young woman, the love of her life, and their best friend. Will they be able to find the strength to beat the hardships that come with that responsibility...
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📍 Camelot
⏳February, 508 AD
A breath-stealing gradient of purple, to blue, to yellow, to orange extended overhead as the sun approached its vanishing point in the sky, its light growing weary as it made its daily journey to hide beyond the horizon, leaving behind a marvellous spectacle of colours.
I softly sang along to The Beatles while enjoying the show.
Everything felt okay. A warming sense of peace filled my every cell despite the coolness that accompanied the night's entry to the atmospherical stage. Out here, there are no responsibilities or expectations from anyone (as long as one ignores Kilgharrah's dumb ramblings about fate and all that crap). Out here, nature cradles me with gentle arms, satisfying each one of my senses with her unique views, and her soft snowy surfaces, her birds' chirps, and her soul-soothing aromas of pine leafs and pure air.
"Any chance you can freeze time n' let us stay here for a few more hours?" I asked Merlin when he sat up with a sad sigh; a silent indication that it was time to return home.
"Stay! Please stay!" Phoenix squeaked, distracting himself from his playful fighting with Aithusa.
"Let us play more!" the female dragon threw in, her hopeful blue eyes staring directly at Merlin.
The sorcerer let out a chuckle and moved to gently rub her donkey-sized head before he returned his attention to me, "You know we cannot. Arthur will start to wonder where we are if we take much longer."
I groaned as I forced myself into a sitting position. "Or he'll be happy to enjoy his last few Astra-free nights," I countered with a grin. "I mean, you've been inside my head. You know he'll regret marrying me two days in."
"That which is meant to be will not cause regretful feelings, young queen," Kilgharrah's deep, raspy voice piped in.
"I'll have you descaled and turned into a thousand purses, you overgrown lizard," I snapped back at him. I only earned a chuckle in return, which caused me to glare at him.
Merlin rolled his eyes at me and moved to offer me a hand so that I could stand up. I simply stared at his outstretched limb for a few moments before looking up at him with pleading eyes and a pout.
Can you blame me? The sunset is gorgeous, the dragons are fun and adorable, and I'm distracted from the fact that my whole life is about to change drastically. Or I was distracted from that.
"Come on, your majesty. Your wedding awaits you," Merlin said as he snatched my arms and forced me to my feet.
"Call me that again and your skin'll join Special K's in the purse factory," I warned my brother as I pointed a menacing finger at his chest.
He laughed heartily. "Whatever you say, dear sister," he responded as he wrapped an arm over my shoulders and began to guide me towards Dallas and Falcon, who were resting under a large pine tree. "Are you going to threaten the whole kingdom with that, as well?"
