The Chronicles Of Averia: Book 1: Dethroned

Chapter 1

"Honey, it's time to get up."

"No.. five more minutes." Delimari drowsily said.

Delimari looked like she was a complete sob. She had half her body on the floor and she was drooling all over her pillow and her blanket barely covered her. Her mother shook her awake.

"Now come on Delimari, today's the day! Not just any day but the 5,000th year celebration of the Demon War. Don't tell me you want to miss this!" Her mother said as she tried shaking her awake.

"I do. Now let me get some more sleep please." She said as the rest of her body got back on the bed and she wrapped herself up in her blankets.

"Fine, you asked for it." She then used her shine magic and made the whole room bright and making Delimari see the light even though her eyes were closed shut.

"Okay okay! I'm up now! Happy?" She said as she slumped up, opening one eye before she closed it shut again.

She stopped her shine magic, making the light slowly recede from her room and. "I am. Now first take a bath and put on something formal . Averia's kings and Queens will be here very soon." Her mother then closed the door behind her.

Delimari stretched and got out of bed. She then went to her bathroom and washed herself down in a bath. After she was all cleaned she found herself a nice blue dress with purple silk flowing down her back , along with some matching purple shoes to go with her dress. She then combed her beautiful blonde hair in a mirror. After she was done she looked at her unique yellow eyes, her mother used to say when she was little that they were always special in every way like her father's.

But unfortunately for Delimari, she never even knew what her father looked like as she has never seen any portraits or paintings of him. It was only her and her mother and ancestors around the palace. In fact her mother never really talks about him. But she always said: "Until you turn 21. I'll tell you about your father." She imagined her mother always saying the exact same thing every time she brings him up. "Three more years to go at least."

She then got out of her thoughts and decided to wrap up making herself beautiful and presented. She walked out of her bedroom and to the throne room.

Upon walking there she always likes to look outside of her kingdom of the Capital of Averia. The city streets were always beautiful with smiling elves, and dwarves. Whatever species that lived in Averia walked around going about their everyday lives. It always made Delimari happy to see that.

Today will be a great celebration today because 5000 years ago; they nearly lost to demons but they won. "Thankfully demons don't exist anymore." The only and last Demon that died was Dorgus, but that was at the end of the Demon war. And he turned into the first ever Dark elf.

After a while walking around the palace she made it to the throne next to her mother: Queen Lamtora Sylfir. Soon all the royals from all the kingdoms of Averia joined in the throne room.

It was actually more like a party in here as there were different races drinking and chatting amongst themselves and with groups as well. Even drinking in the morning, Well today is a day of celebration after all.

Going by name by name of who were here. There was the two leaders of the Gryphons,, King Stormtalon with his colors being a mixture of silver and blue like a storm and Queen Rainwing with colors close to her husband but with green and some blue mixtures here and there.

Then there was the Dwarf King himself, Groorsas Axeshaper, with his name being because he always carried an Axe. Delimari knew that Dwarves' last names were  given by the weapons they are great at crafting like bows, or swords and stuff like that. Delimari always found it funny to herself; "Princess Delimari Sword, Ha."

It was weird not seeing the Sand Elves and the Ice Elves here this time around as they are now in a Civil War now for over a year now over the death of the Ice Queen, killed by a Sand Elf. Not much else was known as the Ice Queen's only daughter and child, mysteriously disappeared. Sure the Sand Elf had something to do with it, but he never talked no matter how many times he was tortured and was hung for the Murder. Now it's all in a political debate over who would take the Ice Throne as acting leader.

There was the Wyvern's and the Kobolds. They both shared a ruler ship over both race's. With Queen Vay Dimmark who looked older than any reptile she has ever seen with old green wrinkly scales and her Wyvern rider King Rokkork who's dark green scales looked old as well. "Well there definitely older than everyone here for sure." She thought.

Then there was Delimari's least favorite and most weirdest race of all, the Reptilians. They were a mix of three different reptiles as formed as one being, Snake's, Lizard's, and Crocodile's. Thankfully Snake's weren't here it looks like, only the King and Queen who were Lizards and their bodyguards who were Crocodile's. Delimari thought the race was weird and called them Scalies, but she would never say that to their faces It was King Draxlaque who had a Lime/Dark green color pattern to him and his wife Queen Ociza who had a beautiful color of red scales that not even Delimari couldn't lie that she was beautiful.

Then finally there was the Dark Elves, and to everyone's surprise it wasn't King Mevrass Omrurol. It was his adviser Ulefro Cere along with four royal guards with him. It was unusual to Delimari, but she is really thankful because her mother didn't  have to give king Mevrass an angry glare as she always did.

Her mother then decided to speak. "My fellow Averians . Today is the day that we nearly lost and then triumphantly won from Mallius's forces. Now we will celebrate today and throughout the night!"

"You're majesty,May I inter- check?" Ulefro bowed. "I do have something to say to all of you with my deepest gratitude."

"...Of course then." Her mother said, as she was surprised.

"Here we all are at this boring meeting, talking about power and politics that none of us even care about and move on to the next day like it doesn't even matter. We're even celebrating like we don't even care and for what?" Ulefro said.

Now this stopped  everyone from talking and they just stared at him.

"You know, maybe power is important? Maybe that power in that heart is important? Maybe wiping out the human race counts as important? Who knows? Only Mallius, our true ruler, would know." Some of the elven guards started slipped out their spears. "Maybe now it's time for him...to take back his own throne." Ulefro said looking out the windows.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Three explosions went off in the city and then people started screaming.