"The kingdom won't fall because of you"
After the death of Queen Ava, King Gia has been living in silence in the now dark kingdom in the edge of the woods. Only making appearance for the sake of her people. As The Queen is now buried along with her...
If you were to look at the Village of Nova, you can easily take note that it has stayed the same. The village was still filled with life, food and environment. If you were a native born villager, you wouldn't need to look at the street signs. The scent of smell of the tiny shops and bakery's were your sense of direction.
Everything was the same. The cobblestone streets that were recently fixed up to par for carriage riders as well as many other things. Trade has increased extremely, allowing new fabrics to be in store. Little girls wearing flowing dresses and clean shoes, giggled and laughed with innocence as they played jump rope.
Boys that ranged from junior high to their higher teens were often found playing battle games in the small lawns of grass or just casually leaning against the sides of shops checking out women as they went.
Everything was the same. At least almost. From the center of village which is where festivals and parades take place, you can see the castle. The castle was originally made in stone that started to break down but was later remodeled.
In most fairytales, castles have a magical aura around it. Everything around a castle is lush with life. Grass is greener than anyone would have ever seen along with its many gardens filled with the most rare flowers. It is warm and inviting filled with Royal power.
That was what the castle of King Gia and Queen Ava used to be.
Now the castle was surrounded by dark clouds and over grown tall dark green trees. On a day of no wind within the village, the wind around the castle was going twice as fast causing trees to snap on their accord. The cobbled road that led to castle were broken up into small pieces of rocks and had become intensely dangerous. It wouldn't matter if the weather was sunny and bright in the village, the weather above the castle didn't change. Not one bit.
Occasionally if you were lucky, you can see a stroke of black lighting part from one of the clouds then followed by a huge crackling noise. The noise had become something that villagers were used to after the death of the Queen.
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