Lucific Land

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As the three fairy like figures fly around the room like crazy, I notice the door has been left a tad open. I take this as a chance to get away. As I'm about to get out, a girl of my age in maid like clothes tells me

"I'm here to give you your gown." I look at her confused, what gown? why do I need one?

'Why do I need a gown?" I ask loudly. She looks at me for a moment then explains:

"For your coronation your highness. Haven't you been told?" I felt like crying when she told me that. I was just a 19 year old girl from Illinois. Now I'm in some place called Kypris? I must be dreaming, I think to myself. I hold my tears back not to seem like a baby.

"What coronation?" I ask the kind girl. She looks at me as if I'm a lost puppy.

"Your coronation, when you become officially queen of Kypris, your majesty." She tells me slowly. I look shocked, I need an explanation, from someone, anyone. I look down to my hands, they are shaking. The maid notices and sits me down on one of the beds in the room. She asks me in the nicest way possible if I want The Voice here to explain anything so I just nod.

"Your highness, what's wrong?" She says while bowing. I feel like telling her not to bow ever again because it makes me really uncomfortable.

"How am I a queen? I'm a Smith not a Forbes. What am I doing here?" I ask a few questions, too many actually.

"Slow down your majesty, I will answer them one by one. Your real parents, Nicoline and Jack Forbes, had to hand you over to some hidden fairies called Lucia and Chris Smith. They must have never told you your real identity? You're here to fulfil your destiny of protecting Kypris against the Queen and King of Lucific Land, before they cause all fairies to be extinct." She says slowly so I pick everything up.

"Thank you but is the coronation today? What did Lucific Land do to us?" I curiously ask. She starts to think, like she is remembering something.

"Yes, the coronation is today and I'm sorry your majesty but that story is for another day." She interrupts me. I nod and understand that it might put me off the coronation. She points at the dress signalling me to get ready for the coronation. I take a few deep breaths before changing into the gown.

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