The Fallen Queen~[✓]

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 39

The sun shone brightly. What would be lifeless lilies and oak trees, were bustling with energy and fragrance. The castle wasn't abandoned anymore. Sounds of men, women, and children came out from its premises, and there were occasional voices of people shouting, 'Hail Queen Marvella.' 'Hail the Queen of Etis.' A beautiful lady flew past me, somersaulting in the air, flapping her big, feathery brown wings. I heard another couple saying that it was always good to walk on land, but they loved the water much better.

My skin had turned translucent. I did not freak out, it wasn't a horror movie for sure. I drifted inside. Where there was the empty hall back when I first saw it, was now filled with people. They sat in small log-like benches on either side. The torches lit furiously and the chandelier was giving out a yellowish light. The sunlight helped in too, and the three sources created a beautiful gradient. On the most beautiful throne, I had ever seen in my life sat the most beautiful woman I ever laid my eyes on, The Fallen Queen.

She had sharp Amber eyes and long, honey-brown wavy hair. Her skin was bronze and amberish and her lips were painted the boldest red. She wore a heavy, layered gown, dark orange which had off shoulders and met at her cleavage. She had such an aura around her, that I felt something I never felt before; like I knew and experienced this feeling ever since my existence. But I never did. Ever.

'Marvella, this man wants compensation for his failed paddy crops. He says it was due to the Season Sisters' fault, the rain came much later, which caused this havoc. How can he raise a question on them? He should be executed.' A man with sharp, dark green eyes said. He was clean shaved and his hair was properly set. He was wearing a white and golden plated robe, with a belt that seemed like it was carved out of diamonds.

'He indeed should not blame the Season Sisters.' Marvella or the Fallen Queen declared. 'Execute him.'

Very bad people. The man gave a smile. Upon closer look, I found out he had legs which were that of birds. Ew.

But the farmer, who like in any other story was supposed to shiver in fear and plead for his life, didn't. Marvella then stood up and swayed her hand to form a circle of brownish smoke. It left the hall. The man, who had suggested the execution said with wide eyes, 'What are you doing, Marvella? Execute him.'

She just ignored him. He was infuriated. I liked this woman's attitude.

'EXECUTE HIM MARVELLA! I SAID EXECUTE HIM!' He shrieked at the top of his voice.

'Don't teach me what to do Zachariah.' The Fallen Queen snapped in a sharp and sturdy tone. And then she made some movements with her hand and Zachariah instantly flew up in the air, chocked. 'I'm the Queen, remember? This isn't your Air realm, and you aren't the director here. Also, you are just a choice, I'm the power here. And I don't like to be told what to do. Just because we're getting married doesn't mean you have the right to say anything you want, impose your will over me. Don't take advantage of my love.'

Somehow, I instantly fell in love with how she was. Fierce. Bold. A little cruel.

'Marvella,' Zachariah started, chocking harder. 'You know I love you right? But the Season Sisters are my responsibility. My anger gets the most of me, you know right?'

She headed towards him and they kissed. 'Never do that again. You seem to forget.' The room fell quiet. Five Women came walking right in through the big doors. Marvella took her throne and addressed them.

They were the Season Sisters. The one in the extreme left was termed Summer. She wore a thin, yellow long dress. She had a wheatish complexion and she wore pink glossy lipstick. She gave out the smell of ripe mangoes and Sweet Allysum flowers. She had a beautiful smile on, but her hands fumed with heat, the heat she radiated and everyone seemed to feel for a fraction of second. Her eyes were goldish. The one next to her was marked, Winter. She wore a gown with a thick and big fur collar and her dress was made of light and dark bluish wool. She had skin which seemed like it was made of ice and purple painted lips. Her eyes were ocean blue, and she had such a stare oh god.