Princess and I

20: Forever and Always

Xete felt the Princess' lips move. The Princess whispered to her wife, "Hi, morning breath." A sudden chill swept through Xete and she immediately pulled away with an optimistic look to check if it was true. The Princess smiled to reassure her that everything is true, and she's there, fulfilling her promise to her. "You're crazy," she laughed with tears in her eyes. She wanted to slap her so hard for making her worry and smiling like she hasn't died. But instead, she pulled her into a tight hug and kissed her on the forehead. She warned her, "don't you dare do something heroic again."

Xete turned to Trudice who has so many questions in her mind, "How is this happening?"

The witch glanced at the Princess and then to Xete. She clasped her hands together and said, "Isn't this a wonderful fairytale? Now you all know that witches aren't evil. And of course, I wouldn't let the next ruler of Enchadia to die."

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A week passed by and the Princess finally recovered from the war. The King recommended to the Princess that she should give Trudice a chance to talk to her. Xete agreed, and so the Princess also granted their wish to do so. And it was only right for her to talk about her new responsibility. She could at least repay them for saving their kingdom and most importantly, her life.

The Royals all gathered together in the solar with Trudice. The King introduced her to his children and Trudice began talking, "I am not a wicked witch, if you must all know. We are the good ones, remain hidden in a forest and minding our own businesses. Unlike humans," she laughed and continued, "We, in behalf of the witches, do want to experience living normal lives. But with our names stained, and humans believing that we are cursed and evil, had to hide ourselves. We were waiting for the right time to expose ourselves in a good way so the human race would finally accept and understand our true selves." She paused and walked closer to the new Queen, "I have been training and giving my very best to evolve the practice of magic and witchcraft. I am now a Sorcerer and you will become one too.. I am currently ruling the kingdom and when the coronation is set, you will officially be the ruler. You will need to know the members of the cabinet, they are mostly wizards and witches. And they are very skeptical."

Harry chuckled, "My sister ... a Queen?"

One of the twins said, "Shut up Harry. You're just jealous."

The Princess glanced at his father then Trudice, "I'm not ready for this. How could they trust me if I don't even know the basics of witchcraft?" She looked at Trudice, "Couldn't you lead them forever? You already achieved your goals, humans already know that you are good."

Trudice continued, "I turn helpless human beings into witches. Deep down, they're still completely human who needs the guidance of a person who has been raised in a human world. There are some things that I can't teach them. They need a ruler that still knows how to feel "human" and its time for them to have a fresh face. And don't worry, there are wizards in the academy that could teach you mostly everything. They would teach you how to use wands to extract your powers. And I will teach you to use powers without the wands. Even the cabinet still uses their wands even though they are the older generation of witches and wizards. And I need you to constrain the spread of the warlocks."

She asked, "Warlocks? And I know its out of the blue but what about the brooms?"

The witch smiled stubbornly and said, "Black witches and the brooms make us high. You see, they made brooms with this fluid and it can leak out from the wood. Then it touches our skins and it somehow made us think that we are flying. And that's how we fly."

Xete smirked, "So you're kind of drugged and are literally high right now?"

"You could say that but its not that powerful. It just makes us think that we can fly and with the broom, we add more power to ourselves. Enough with the broom. When's the wedding?"