Chapter Twenty-seven The Queen

After I’d eaten my fill of the delicious cinnamon sugar cookies, Gran waved her hands, magically dressing me in some sort of witchy number complete with goth makeup.

“Really, Gran? Can’t I dress myself? What’s the deal with the makeup?”

“Awe, ye want to look yer best for the queen. She’s especially smitten with red.”

No kidding. “Can I visit my friends?” I asked. “I want to see them. Where are they?”

“They’re safe being well taken care of, never ye fear about that, lass.” Changing the subject she went on, “Now, once yer with the queen, make sure to be kind and polite like ye usually are. If she says anything to get yer dander up, please don’t retaliate. It’ll only make things worse.”

“How can things get worse?” I asked. “If I do everything she says, will she send my friends home? And what about Zelda? Is she okay?”

“Zelda’s in Middle Realm. That nasty fairy queen has her, holding her fer ransom from me but we’ll have the last laugh on her to be sure.”

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Gran opened it, allowing a huge man to enter.

“Miss Athena of the Over Realm, the queen has summoned ye.”

I stared at him, trying desperately to use some sort of magic tricks on him, telling him to take me to my friends instead. But the man didn’t flinch. It was hopeless.

I had no power and no way out.

As we tapped our way down the stairs, I rolled over in my mind on how I could unleash my magic. The only way might be through using the Under Realm queen. A tiny crazy plan was forming in my head. But it was so wild and maybe stupid, I hoped I’d survive.

The man took me to a huge door and opened it, revealing a small living area with tall ceilings, all in red and black like the bedroom I’d been in. A short woman dressed in a warrior suit of ebony leather scale had her back to me. Her black hair was pulled up into a bun. I couldn’t see her face. She was gazing out the windows.

“Leave us be, Wrathe,” she commanded.

  The ogre bowed. “As ye wish, me grace.”

My stomach flinched as my heart pounded loudly. Thinking about making a deal with the queen was one thing, but actually doing it…well, I felt like I was in a dream, trying to scream but nothing came out.

The man walked out the door as the queen sidled up to me, making my knees shake.

     “My, aren’t ye the slippery little fish who doesn’t want to get caught?” She gripped me with her beautiful silver eyes. “Don’t be frightened, little fish. Ye are me guest. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She dropped into a chair, still smiling at me like she’d caught me on her hook. “How do ye like yer accommodations? Are ye comfortable in that room?”

If my plan was going to work, I had to get on her good side, so I smiled slightly and said, “Yes. I think it’s beautiful. I especially like the paintings.” Well, that was half a lie. They actually gave me the creeps, too.

     She chuckled at my reaction. “I see ye have a good heart, lass. I like that.” Putting out a hand, she said, “Please favor me and take a seat.”

     Shaking from nerves, I gingerly sat on the edge of a dark antique chair that matched the one she was sitting in next to me. I watched her nervously.

     The dark queen folded her hands and said, “Yer grandmother says yer full of promise, lass. In fact, she’s bragged about ye so much, I had to see you for meself. I must say, ye are a thing to behold to be sure.” Her eyes glimmered. “She claims ye can turn yourself into a drakkan. Is this true?”

     I took in a deep breath. Now here was my way to take a step in the direction I wanted to go, but my palms sweated so much and my heart beat so fast that I had to gasp to rip away from the frightened cocoon I’d wrapped around myself. All I could do was nod. Brenden was right. I was weak.

     “Can ye change now?” The queen’s eyes widened with a crazy glint as she pulled me to my feet expectantly.

     Was she kidding? She wanted me to transform right here? I’d burn her alive.

     I gulped, shaking my head.

     Her eyebrows rose. “That is a wee bit of a problem.”

She walked toward a chest near one of the large windows. I stiffened, wondering what she was up to.

She motioned toward it. “Open it, little fish. See what’s inside. Maybe you’ll find something, eh?”

Even though I didn’t want to, I obeyed. The chest had a strange eye symbol on the top and it was freakishly heavy. Heaving, I grunted as I slid it open.

 A pulsating golden light showered out as I felt a warm power envelop me. I recognized its properties. “Crimerife!” I whispered.

“Yes, little fish, that’s correct. It’s in its purest form. Take it. Don’t worry. It can’t harm you now as its been refined.”

Cautiously, I slipped my hand into the chest, gathering what seemed like liquid shimmering gold into the palm of my hand.

      Closing my eyes, I smelled the subtle licorice scent given off by the energy. I focused, picturing myself flying over the mountains of the Elivagar. Elation flooded my senses. I could feel the power coursing through me. “Yes!” I cried.

     “Aye, lassie,” the queen crooned. “Yer witch self can sense the power. Good. Now if only yer humanity twasn’t holding ye back.”

Dark sapphire scales crawled over my body, as I sprouted wings and horns. Comforting warmth swelled within my throat.

The evil queen chuckled. “Yes, little fish. That’s it! Now you’re in your true form. What a dazzling sight you are.”

But she didn’t know what she had done. I was a beast and she would be defeated.

     With the force of a huge furnace, I blasted her with the fire I’d been keeping within me.

But she waved a staff that magically burst into her hands. It buffeted my blast away, setting the couch on fire, instead.

Instantly, a heavy vine wrapped itself around me along with a gag over my mouth as I transformed back into my witch-girl self.

I was locked down as if a metal net laid over me. I wasn’t able to even raise my head. I tried to transform again but the energy was gone.

I whimpered, struggling.

     All I could see were her black boots near me as I gasped for air. I didn’t think I could survive much longer. Her spell was so powerful, I thought I was going to die.

     “That will teach ye never to cross me again. Ye are me pet and will do as I command. Otherwise, I’ll kill off yer friends one by one. Do ye understand?”

    Crying inside, I couldn’t say anything but I nodded.

I hated myself. Why couldn’t I think of a way out?

She bent down and said, almost too sweetly, “No one owns a drakkan they can command such as yerself. Make no mistake–you’ll be at the helm of me army. And when it’s all done, and ye do well, I’ll reward you. Do not worry about that, wee little fish.”

     I swallowed down tears that threatened at the edges of my eyes. Images of me killing people of the Middle and Over Realms was a future I would never let happen. But I needed to go with her madness in order to defeat her somehow.

Let the witch think I was hers, I thought. With the crimerife, I could transform whenever I wanted. All I had to do was free my friends somehow. 


16 thoughts on “Chapter Twenty-seven The Queen”

  1. Shit just got REAL 😱😱😱😱 Things felt way too wrong when the queen was being so “nice”… yikes! Should have heeded Gran’s warning. She is NOT to be trifled with!

    It was cool to see Athena in her draken form and see her breathe fire! If only it worked 😭 Good try, Athena, but… 😬 (At least she looked hot in that dress though? 😛 )

    Seriously though, someone’s gotta come save her! I wonder if there’s anything Gran could do to help (since she is most readily available!) or if she isn’t brave enough to try crossing the Queen… Probably not 😭

    Brenden, come redeem yourself and save our heroine, plz!

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    1. Yeah, Athena HAD to try, at least. But it didn’t work. Athena doesn’t really know what she’s dealing with in this magical realm. The folks here have been practicing their art for hundreds of years, some of them. And she’s just discovering herself like an eight year old witch. Definitely a disadvantage.

      That dress did look good on her. When I was screenshotting, I was like…damn girl! Had no clue about your body…

      Let’s hope Brenden is on his way because how can Athena survive like this? She won’t be happy for sure.

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  2. Damn, Athena–not the smartest move, but at least you tried?

    And wow, the queen really does like red…a lot. LOL.

    Poor Athena. 😢 I wish her ploy had worked, but I had a feeling it wouldn’t. And being used as a weapon reallllly doesn’t sound like her thing at all.

    I hope Brenden and/or her friends rescue her ASAP! Fun chapter to look at as always. ❤

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    1. Yeah, well, she HAD to at least try…but she got herself in some trouble. She’s a bit outmatched, atm.

      Ya think the queen likes red? 😀

      Yeah, Athena won’t like being used as a weapon. She’ll die first.

      Let’s bring on the dark elf. Oh where are you, Brenden????

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  3. Way to go Athena! Shouldn’t have pissed off the Queen. Of course she had no idea she would be able to block her fire. But at least now she knows how to unleash the dragon. Butnthere has to be another way and I doubt Gran’s gonna help her. And that Ogre…another hot male. Lol…

    And the Queen is indeed beautiful and evil.


  4. Dark WitcHazard: Alright we’re dealing with a clever bitch so will have to make smarter moves in the future! Asking Gran for help is out so that leaves the new big guy to help us out seems nice enough to be easily swayed by a young girls tears! No doubt he knows where our friends our be kept hostage! Jury is still out on Brendon!

    Lover WitcHazard: Why do all the sexy people have to be evil or easily controlled by them! I mean the queen could have easily tried to plead her case as to why she wants Athena’s help like a sane person! But I guess to be fair Athena did try to burn her face off! Ugh man it’s just not Athena’s day! Also Athena always use sex appeal first!

    Shipper WitcHazard: Is it wrong that I’m secretly hoping that the fairy queen and the under realm queen could be a thing!

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    1. Dark: Wow! You could be onto something…Athena definitely should use her femininity to help her out! (And we can only hope for Brenden…but…he isn’t showing up, is he?)

      Lover: Lol! The queen could have plead her case (as she has a good one in her mind, at least), but I doubt there’d be any way Athena would go along with helping in a war. Especially since it’s fueled by vengeance. Athena SHOULD use her sex appeal. But she doesn’t understand she has any.

      Shipper: Lol…I can guarantee that ship won’t sail. Sorry!


  5. Nice to see Athena’s firepower! She’s up against a formidable adversary, though, and won’t win that fight. She needs Brenden to come to her rescue. Oh, Brenden … wherefore art thou? LOL.

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