Royally Elemental: A Chatroom [SLOW]

-:chapter two: by the moon and the sun:-

The moon had just began to wax, the tiniest of slivers in the sky. The earth beneath was still dark, despite the fact that the moon was high as could be. 

The Kingdom of Teeara was silent, asleep. The subjects had long since gone to bed.

But King Percival found himself unable to sleep.

He stood, leaning over the railing of the highest balcony of his castle. He looked silently out at his Kingdom.

The fire...

It had done a number on his people's houses.

Far too many people slept in alleyways tonight.

His plants had already regrown, though he had instructed the people to rebuild homes first. The people cared so much for their King that they put his plants over their houses...

He felt a guilt that he could not describe, though he knew it was not his fault.

The fire hadn't been caused on purpose, and there had been no traces of any Firens visiting in the last few days.

So he knew it was not an attack. But it could've led to plenty more. 

He only hoped none of the Royals saw the damage caused when they entered the Kingdom. King Percival had grown plants to hide what he could, but he prayed it wasn't suspicious.

"Percy?" a woman's voice from behind him said softly.

King Percival turned, slowly, to come face-to-face with his wife.

"Are you still bothered by the fire?" Queen Odette asked quietly.

"You know I don't like to lie," King Percival said, leaning further over the railing. He couldn't bear to look Queen Odette in the eyes.

Queen Odette was silent for a moment, before stepping to King Percival's side.

"We didn't lie. We will grow back stronger."

"Etta."

"Percy."

The two of them fell silent, and said no more. Nothing else needed to be said.

Four eyes watched from the highest balcony. Four eyes saw the damage the fire had caused. Four eyes saw what might happen if the Firens ever attacked.

The door behind to the balcony opened for a second time.

"Terran, what are you doing up?" Queen Odette asked.

Prince Terran looked silently between his parents.

He said, signed, and motioned nothing.

"Did we wake you?"

Prince Terran quickly shook his head, raising his hands.

"It's not your fault," he then signed.

"Of course, I know," King Lovegrove sighed.

"Sleep on it, Percy, we can figure it out in the morning," Queen Odette said, putting her hand on his shoulder.

King Percival nodded, and the three turned and entered the palace yet again.

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As the sun sat on the horizon the next morning, King Dylan and Queen Miya Elvy were awake.

The duo sat on the docks of their Kingdom, practicing their abilities.

No words were shared between them, the only sounds being the waves crashing against the land, the water splashing across the docks.

King Dylan was preparing for a fight, as he always did.