The day Gaia Elessedil was born she was named the future queen of Arborlon. Nobody knew why her grandfather chose her as his heir, but he said that she would change history.
When she was growing up she never had much freedom being the future queen...
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As Amberle entered the Ellcrys suddenly the weather outside turned stormy like, but there was no rain.
"So is Amberle fails the trial, the Ellcrys will kill her?" Wil questioned and the Druid looked around into the sky observing the weather.
"If she succumbs to her fear, yes. And we will lose any hope of saving this world from the Dagda Mor." He answers and Wil looks at me before staring back at him.
"Great. Okay then." Wil says and Allanon walks over to the tree putting his palm onto the Ellcrys.
I look around to find my grandfather walking towards me. "As for your actions, we will discuss them later. Understand." He gazed and me with stern eyes and the same for his voice.
"Yes, sir." I answered back quietly as he nodded walking back to his place near the council. I then walked over back to Allanon and Wil.
"What was that about?" He asked and I sighed.
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"Well as future Queen it was quite disrespectful for me to leave my citizens while the Ellcrys is dying and I'm going to discuss things with my grandfather and receive a punishment." Wil gazes me with worry.
"Is he going to change take your crown away?" I smiled before laughing.
"No, the heir of the throne was decided before I was even born, my father was going to be the next king but when he died the line skipped over grandfathers other children and went straight to me," I explained only leaving him more confused.
