Meanwhile, in the fortress of Queen Lavender, she lounged in her chair, her hand resting near a glass of sprite moonshine, its deep indigo color absorbing all nearby light. A servant raced up to the throne, bowing as they wheezed. "Your Majesty, a civilian requests an audience with you as soon as possible."
"Send them in." She waved them away. Her servant scurried away and the golden doors opened, and two fairies, a mother and her child, flew in, staring at everything with open mouths. "What do you require, citizens of mine?"
Jenny readjusted the fur throw on her shoulder as her shrill voice reverberated around the incandescent castle. "Your Majesty." She bowed, silently cursing her as she returned to her neutral stance. "I disagree with your ruling of my teacher, Mr. Klein. I also think that rebellion is not a viable reasoning for exile, and his fate is unfair."
The queen leaned over them, the pair lingering in her shadow. "The world is unfair, little girl. Plus, he broke important rules as well as posing a threat to the peace and prosperity of the kingdom. The ruling is final." She sat up, towering over the two. "Shoo now. I'm busy."
"But you're just drinking moonspri-" The young girl's mother led her away through the doors and back to their apartment. Jenny threw herself onto the sofa, staring up at the ceiling. "Mom, why did you stop me?"
"Rudeness is not a good look, sweetheart," she said, caressing her daughter's face.
Jenny scoffed, taking off her leather boots and gloves. "I'm going to bed."
A sigh scarpered out of Jill's mouth. Tears welled within her large, black eyes. She looked at the closed door of her daughter's room and suspired, sitting on the disheveled maroon couch and running her gloved hands through her hair.
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The Battle of Fairyland
FantasyAbove the skies of Myrefall are clouds that house the mythical creatures known as fairies.
