Magica woke to find herself in a rather comfortable bed. She looked around the room. She was in the queen's bedroom. She was in her mother's bedroom.
"Magica! You are awake!" I have been so worried!"
Drago was sitting on the chair that had been in front of the fire. He had moved it next to the bed.
"Where is Sapphire?" Magica asked.
"She was asleep in the throne room, last time I checked," Drago answered.
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She no longer saw the throne room in black and white. Sapphire was curled up on the rug in front of the throne. When Magica approached her, she opened her eyes and lifted her head.
"Sit on the throne," Drago urged. Sapphire moved so Magica could make her way to the throne.
"Even Sapphire wants you to sit," Drago said.
Magica hesitated but she walked to the throne and sat.
"Drago, where is the star?" Magica asked. From his pocket, Drago produced the small, white gem. He handed it to Magica.
The air around the Star shimmered. In Magica's hand appeared a gold crown with the Star fixed in the middle. Magica placed the crown on her head.
Drago knelt and Sapphire bowed her head.
Magica was the queen.
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Magic
FantasyThe queen is dead. The princess is lost. The people of Gandra have been captured or fled. NOTE: The picture on the cover is not owned by me!!! I will make an original cover in the future.
