A World Of Fiction

Missing

Hellooo, people. As promised, here I am back with another chapter. This one's pretty uninteresting, but there are a few important things. Well, if you were curious about the connection between Selina and Catherine, it is the perfect chapter for you.

Also, I have been watching too many action movies, like Mulan (rewatched for the millionth time) and Charlie's Angels. So I am sorta obsessed with powerful women who know how to fight and therefore we'll be having some cool scenes in this fic. Remember, Flora knows a lot about fighting since Will taught her. So be prepared for some awesomeness.

I guess that's it. Happy reading.

August 10th of 1543...

Catherine Blanchet walked the corridors of the palace with unusual happiness and satisfaction. Everything was going according to her plan and the best part of it was that her relationship with her daughter would stay intact. She was close to singing her favorite melody, so happy she was. She greeted servants and guests as she walked towards the room where Flora would be getting ready for her big day.

"Miss. Catherine." Mary Stuart greeted her as they met near the room. Catherine simply nodded at the young girl as they walked in silence.

"Is she ready yet?" Catherine asked her after a few minutes and Mary nodded.

"Yes. We gave her a few minutes to be alone, but the wedding is about to start, so I came to get her." the young queen responded and Catherine walked faster. Soon they were in front of the door and Mary knocked on the door. There was no answer. Both women shared confused looks, but assumed that the young girl might not have heard them, so they knocked again. No answer. The feeling that something was terribly wrong filled Catherine.

"Why isn't she answering?" Mary muttered, fear clear on her face. She knocked again and there was no answer. Getting sick of this useless game, Catherine opened the door herself and both gasped as they came across an empty room, no signs of Flora anywhere.

"No!" Catherine screamed desperately before she started walking around the room and searching everywhere for her daughter. Mary stood where she was, paralyzed by shock. However, she easily noticed that something was missing from the room.

"The book, it's gone." Catherine stopped at those words as she stared at Mary curiously.

"What book?" She questioned, though she already had an idea of which one it was.

"Tales of the Winx. It has become our favorite book since I got here, we left it on that table." The older woman was barely listening to her as she began understanding what had happened. She wondered if it was truly possible, but she could think of no other way to explain this. However, if she was wrong, then Flora could be in danger, she could be dying. So, with her mind made up, Catherine gave Mary a firm look.

"Okay then. Listen to me very carefully. I want you to warn the king that our daughter is missing. Tell him to send his guards after her, that she could be in danger. Do you understand?" Mary nodded eagerly.

"Yes. I'll tell him right now." Catherine gave the panicked girl a reassuring smile.

"Also, tell him that I'll be looking for her at the library." Mary nodded once again before she left the room. Once she was alone, Catherine sighed. Why did it always need to be something getting in the way of her plans?

"Argh, I knew that book was trouble from the first minute I saw it." She muttered to herself as she recalled the first moment that she had seen "Tales of the Winx". It had been weeks ago and she had come to her chateau late at night and was surprised to find Flora still awake, a small candle lit up by her side. When she saw the book in her daughter's arms, though, the shock went away. But there was something about that book, something powerful that Catherine could feel and she didn't like it.