chapter six

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A/N ~ Avalon's face, hair, and flower crown to the top (mobile) or the side (laptop) as she goes on the quest to someplace magical with her friends. (She doesn't walk around naked though, that'd be weird for a princess of Camelot. ;D)

With the sisters of the Enchanted Forest in Camelot, and Camelot's princess safe, everything felt right.

Better, even. But of course, good things eventually must come to an end.

As things in Camelot usually do.

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"Zelena," Tatiana whispers into the darkness of the night. "Zelena, you bratty-"

"I am here, sister." Zelena flies down from the branches of a tree, her curly red hair let down in wisps around her face. "What do you want?" She asks rudely.

"I want to help you,"

Zelena raises and eyebrow and Tatiana explains.

"I want to help you be good."

Zelena's face turns angry. "Maybe I do not want to be good! Regina, the Good Queen. Pish posh. She is a liar. All of us have some sort of darkness in us. I just embrace it," she sneers.

Tatiana hisses, "you take that back,"

Zelena raises her eyebrows again. "You were the one who called me here. I am truthful."

"I want to help you, sister!" Tatiana yells out, angry with herself for even sending an invitation to the Wicked Witch. Why did she even do it? She thinks back and remembers, 'I'd nearly gone to the dark side under Zelena's spell. Maybe Zelena is under a spell as well.' "Look, if you do not want my help, fine. I will leave. But do not come crying to me when you are alone again," Tatiana turns on her heel, and much to her surprise, Zelena grabs ahold of her arm with a green palm.

"I'm not alone. I have my monkeys, as you well know."

"When you want human acquaintances... you may call for me. Until then, I will not call for you." Tatiana leaves in the burst of a green/blue cloud.

Zelena smirks at her sister's handprint on the tree. "Goodbye, my sister," she envelops herself in a tree colored cloud and she's gone in a second.

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Typically, Avalon gets into some trouble with her father when she meets him after dinner. "But father-"

"No, Avalon. I will not have you in danger."

"Father! Will you stop? I need you to listen-"

"Avalon. My decision is made. You will stay in Camelot, where you are safe."

"Father, please. I have a bad feeling about this." She fidgets with her fingers and slumps into the chair in her father's room.

"If you have a bad feeling about this, you should not be going! More reason,"

Avalon glares at her father through the mirror and straps her boots on. "I am coming. If you have a problem with it, talk to Merlin. He will vouch for me."

Arthur stands over Avalon in the next second, his hand on her forearm. "No, Avalon."

"You are such a prat! Mother! Tell father I must go with them!" She whips her arm out of her father's hand, picking her skirts up and rambling about how rude men could be so irritating and obnoxious at the same time.

"Mother!" Avalon finds Guinevere in the kitchen, tasting different foods and offering happiness to the cookers.

"Oh, what now Avalon?"

"Father won't let me go with the knights and Merlin on their newest quest."

"Quest? He hasn't told me a such a thing, darling. Calm down,"

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