The Day Of Remembrance : A Short Story

“What are we gonna do!?” said another person. “We must inform the King and Empress at once. Maybe they will know what to do.”

“Okay,” The Ruler says, gaining our attention. “As of today you will be living here with my Witch Adelaide.

"All Rise," Mistress Meryl announced after the Royals had been seated and ready to proceed. She then continued to welcome everyone, "My Lords and Ladies, Knights, and Courtiers, and honored visitors from the Outer Bailey this aft, welcome to this session of Royal Court. It has been some eight moons since our last Royal Court was held and I know you are all eager to see the results of this Court's petitions. These will be pending shortly, of course, but first I would cede the floor to Her most benevolent Royal Majesty, and Her Royal

Gwen inhaled and declared, “It is with great sorrow that we are all assembled here. Prince Merlin and Princess Mithian, I can only add Camelot’s and my own condolences to those already expressed. In terms of King Rodor, I can speak of a King who cared about his family and people. He governed with due regard and purpose. He also saw the greater purpose in things. He valued the happiness of

“So Cotton,” Raven said, changing the subject, “have you told them about the changes here, in the kingdom?”

“I don't know where Katelyn is.” Terra answered sounding worried. “I was hoping she was still with you at the dance. She was just supposed to meet us here with your phone. We’d planned on using that photo you’d taken as a muse to help us witches focus our energy into one consciousness that would be strong enough to allow us to be able to finally locate Abellona’s grave. We’d planned on destroying the seal on her gravestone which would send her to hell once and for all.”

Owena rose and crossed to the tiny window. She pressed her face against the opening and took a deep breath. “This kingdom is a good place. I’ve had a good life here, mostly. That’s why you’re here, isn’t it? To help me like you did with Petra? To give me poison?”

The ceremony was little more than a flimsy parlor show to please the elven royalty and everyone knew it. The shift of lineage in a kingdom was generally a week-long event with public forums and open communication among citizens. A wave of enlightenment was on the horizon and this new kingdom had no time to waste. With the crown passed and the crowd dispersing, Ayla stood before the empty throne. The piece was a true work of art. It was carved from obsidian marble and encrusted with countless rubies and sapphires; three major exports of their kingdom. The royals wore the appropriate shade of silk depending on their particular mine’s or quarry’s outputs.

Queen Serena looked out her cell window. She really believed she could save the kingdom, but like most, she failed. The kingdom, her home, shall forever live in darkness.

“That’s not fair Uncle I could do it too” Evee said and glared at Isaiah. “No you and Princess will stay in school and Isaiah will take after that’s final!” Terrance said sternly. “I’m the only one who wanted this” Evee cried as Raquel pulled her daughter away from Terrance. “Evee!” Raquel yelled and Evee instantly shut up.

As always, she let her memories drift to the deceased and whispered words of love to them—Lowri, Petra, Eudaf, Trana, and Owena (yes, Owena). She saved her mother and Carlton for last.

Demitri turned back and faced him, sneering. “Where is the King?” he repeated, giggling softly. “I never thought that would be a question you would ever have to ask, my old Sensei. How about the Queen? Want to know where she is too?” His voice tightened.

“They have been gaining fast and we are losing resources.” The empress’ voice faltered for a second before stating “Find the captain of the royal guard and inform him of this immediately.” The page left swiftly. The Empress let out a swift sigh before adjusting her crown. News of this would quickly spread and a formal address would be needed. She set out to find the royal tailor.

"Ah, good evening everyone! Now, let's start the program, shall we?" You stood beside the King, standing in the area where the two stairs meet and the whole room instantly fell silent. The large ballroom was filled with people, you knew some of them were from different countries and provinces, judging from the accents you've heard all around you.

Hana slid the shoji door open, she was kneeling and bowed. "I've come to ecort you to join his majesty for dinner Rei."