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In The Presence of Royalty

by Majique MiMi 2 months ago in Fantasy · updated 2 months ago
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…a fantastic saga

In The Presence of Royalty
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There weren’t always dragons in the valley. As a matter of fact, the last assembly of the the Magickal Architects was gathered specifically to correct that problem.

So when Lady Amelia gazed out of her bedroom window and saw at least a half dozen beasts grazing or otherwise roaming about at the bottom of the hill, she shrieked.

“Why are these filthy beasts stomping all over my lawn!!!”

This shriek shook the tea cups belonging to a small gathering of some of the world’s most prestigious Magickal Architects who were downstairs in the study.

“My Lady?” A small winged creature with a shiny body appeared and perched himself on Amelia’s shoulder.

Although it was only the second day of her finding out about her Royal and Magickal lineage, Amelia, or Mia as she preferred to be called, was already over it.

But she couldn’t help smiling at the adorable little creature with an exquisite face who was perched atop her shoulder.

“I’m sorry”, Mia stammered while the creature seemed to flutter, shimmer and glow, “I know you introduced yourself to me upon my arrival after my father…” The words got caught in her throat and Mia swore if she didn’t swallow at that precise moment, she would suffocate and die.

Consequently, the pixie on her shoulder let her off the hook, “Lady Amelia, don’t you dare fret none, my name is Desire but my friends call me, Wish.”

Mia sauntered over to her dressing table so that she could look at her pixie when speaking to him. As Mia was obviously new to pixie handler protocol, the first day it was pretty awkward to find out that the crystals in the pixie’s eyes were just too powerful to look into directly.

And since Amelia was always taught when speaking with someone, no matter what their social stature, you were supposed to look them in the eye, to not be able to speak with her new friend with respect irked her so much that the pixie had to suggest that Amelia speak to his reflection in the mirror.

“So which do you prefer to be called, Desire or Wish?” Amelia asked to the most breathtakingly gorgeous tiny face staring back at her into the mirror.

The pixie fluttered his long lashes and rolled his eyes as if tickled by the question, but replied, “Since the names are pretty much synonymous, I suppose it’s whatever you’d like to call me.”

Amelia smiled softly at the pixie on her shoulder, “So you say your friends call you Wish?”

The pixie with the absolutely stunning, flawless face replied, “Yes, my La…

Amelia cut Wish off before she could finish her response, “Then Wish, you can call me Mia…”

Mia noticed Wish’s raised brow, “Or Amelia if I’m workin your nerves as I’m sure I worked the nerves of many family member and friend. For whatever reason when they were serious about somethin and their tone got all low in their throat and stern, that’s when I’d become Amelia.”

Wish’s smile became thin and tight across his face, but then he licked his lips and pursed them together as if he were evening out the gloss on his lips and and said, “Well then Ms. Mia, the baddest broad on this side of the world who now owns an ugly ass, dilapidated castle with a dragon infestation and a study full of angry wizards trying to block the magic that you don’t even know you have yet, honey. It is an utterly fabulous pleasure to have met your acquaintance and I’m humbly honored to be of service to you…”

This is the story of how Mia got her wish without even knowing her desire…

Fantasy

About the author

Majique MiMi

When I worked in a call center , I used 2 write short soap operas & email them 2 my co-workers. I turned some of these soaps into books. Also I can turn the most tragic situations into hilarious stories. I honestly CAN’T make some stuff up

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