Hey guys! I just wanted to add the picture above so you guys would have an idea of what the tree in Lilliandil's dream looked like. Also, I got ranked #455 in Royal, YAY! Well, here's the next part! Hope you like it! :D
Lilliandil awoke. She stood up, looking around. She didn't know where she was, or how she got here, but her breath was taken away. She was standing in a beautiful enchanted forest with many magical creatures around, but the most amazing thing was the big tree that was in front of her. It was towering over her, with its great shadow spreading across the damp forest floor. It branches held many magical glowing orbs that were humming with ethereal noises. Lilliandil was amazed. She reached out to touch it, but the small spot she had touched turned black.
She touched another spot, and that one turned black too. Lilliandil was standing on a spot of dark dead grass. Whatever she was doing, she was causing the tree to die. Suddenly, her vision changed. She was now standing on a very long bridge that was extending over a big lake. The bridge was narrow, and right over the water. The water was different colors: purple, pink, and blue. It looked like it was keeping a whole galaxy inside it. Lilliandil looked in and saw a variety of different weird-looking fish swimming in the lake. They were glowing with beauty and magic.
Lilliandil looked down at herself and saw that she was wearing a beautiful satin white dress. The neckline was uncomfortably low, trimmed with gold. On her feet were golden slippers, and she wore a golden headpiece. Her long raven hair was in a braid that ran down her shoulder, and her milky white arms were decorated with many golden bracelets and her fingers had rings on them. She walked across the bridge, with every footstep she took making the part of the bridge underneath her glow. The moon above shined down on the water, giving it an even more magical look.
She saw a woman kneeling down in front of her. She was looking down at the water. Maybe it was a woman. Lilliandil couldn't see her, for she was wearing a furry robe with a hood over her head. Lilliandil walked over to her. "Who are you?" She asked. "That's something you will figure out on your own," the woman replied. "Aren't they beautiful?" It took Lilliandil a moment before she realized the woman was talking about the creatures. "Yes, they're mystical. But why I am here with them, that's the question," Lilliandil said. The woman sighed and stood up. "You serve a very special purpose, Lilliandil. You just haven't quite learned what yet," she explained. Lilliandil backed off a bit.
"How do you know who I am?" She questioned. The woman stood up and turned to face Lilliandil, and when she saw who she was, now she was really confused. She was facing herself. The woman was her, Lilliandil. "What the — I don't understand what's going on here," she said. "Who are you? You're . . . me. You're actually me. I'm going crazy." The other Lilliandil smiled. "No, you're not. I'm a part of your mind you didn't ever know was there, and I need you to know that you serve a purpose. It's very special, and it must not be dismissed," she explained. "There is danger, Lilliandil. You must go west to find the queen of Urlandia. You must be willing to do what it takes to—" Everything around Lilliandil started fading like water being poured on a wet painting. "No, wait! Where are you going? What must I be willing to do?" Lilliandil cried. But it was too late. Everything was gone, and now she was falling. Falling . . . . . and falling . . . . . falling. . . . .
Lilliandil bolted up, almost clashing heads with Bolton, who was sitting there. She was panting heavily, looking around. Her hair was a mess, and there was cold sweat beaded on her forehead and neck. "Whoa, Lucy! What's the matter with you?" Bolton asked, trying to calm her down. She reduced her heavy breathing and blinked twice, snapping back into reality. "What the — I— Bolton?" She asked. She was clutching her shoulders, like she was trying to protect herself from something. "Lucy, CALM DOWN! Calm down!" Bolton shouted. "Shhhh, it's okay." Lilliandil's heart was beating in rapid excitement at the heatingly close distance between Bolton's face and hers.
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FantasyYoung princess Lilliandil is running away from it all. One crown, and only one spot for queen. There's murder, black magic, and seducing involved. She wants to get as far away as possible, but will the darkness and scandal eventually catch up to her?