The Empire of Wrestlemania

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Poll for Monday, May 14, 2018

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Poll for Tuesday May 15, 2018

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The Diary of Cat Cavaris - Entry 13

Dearest diary;

It has been a week and a half since my nightmare. I ended up writing a letter and sending it to Queen Stephanie. I tried to keep it casual, and it seems that it has worked, because she wrote back to me. I will include the folded-up letter in this page of the diary, but I won’t rewrite it all, only summarize it.

The Queen is doing well. She says that her pregnancy is progressing well and that she and her unborn child are healthy. She has opted not to have the gender found magically, as she and King Hunter have agreed that they want to be surprised. She says that she has a feeling in her heart that it will be a little girl, though.

Surprisingly, the Queen was quite talkative in the letter. She told me about all sorts of things going on in the castle. She told me how the head servant, the dark elf named Paige, had decided to leave her rebel fiancé, and how hard the woman has been working to improve herself. She told me that my friend Ashley had left her job as a servant to pursue the merchant’s trade in the City of Gold. How lovely for her! She told me that the elven servant Eva Marie had run away to live in the Outlands, and she even included with her letter a small, handwritten note from Eleanora, in the kitchens, saying how she missed me and hoped that I was doing well.

Queen Stephanie also told me what she and Hunter had been hearing about the village. Their understanding seems accurate, as their reports say that we’re doing well, progressing towards self-sufficiency, and improving our skills with each passing day. She says that her husband believes the village to be a worthwhile endeavour that can definitely pay off, and how she hopes that we’re doing as well as the reports say.

She asked how I was doing. Her concern seemed genuine, as if she really cared how things were going for me on a personal level. Then, she remarked that she looked forward to hearing from me again. Of course, that means that she expects a response. I’m overjoyed to be corresponding personally with the Queen, so of course, I’m going to write my letter back to her immediately - after I finish this excited journal entry, of course.

I look forward to another positive update! Hopefully my nightmare was just a fluke, brought on by the stress of my new life here, and I won’t have to worry about the Queen any longer.

Until next time,

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Her Mysterious Benefactor - Chapter 13

“They’re here more often than they’re not,” Samantha said. She and Corey had divided the stew into bowls and had covered them up, bringing them to the castle to share with Baron and Damien. The four of them were now sitting around the table in the castle’s dining hall, enjoying the stew and discussing the matter.

“Yet their intentions seem good,” Damien remarked. “And their cooking skills are, well, damn.”

“I just wish they’d make themself known to you,” Baron said with a shake of his head. “All this secrecy and mystery...it’s just getting out of hand.”

Before either of them could say anything, a guard approached the door and looked towards Baron. “Your majesty,” he said, “somebody is here who wishes to meet with you. Alone,” he added, eyeing the other three.

Baron sighed and set his bowl down, standing up. “I’ll be back,” he said before heading out, leaving Samantha alone with Damien and her brother.

“So, Damien,” asked Corey, looking over at him. “How are things in the Stone Kingdom? Your family was running with a pack in the mountains, right?”

“Yeah, we were. Things were fine last I left them,” Damien replied with a shrug. “The pack life wasn’t for me. I’m more of a city guy, I guess, so coming back here made the most sense.”

“Right,” Corey replied with a nod. “And coming back here didn’t happen to have anything to do with the fact that Samantha had just come back here, did it?”

“Corey!” Samantha said, reaching over and smacking her brother’s arm. Damien chuckled slightly, shaking his head.

“It’s fine, Samantha,” he told her in a gentle tone before looking at Corey. “I didn’t know Samantha was back, Corey. Had no clue. That’s what we call a happy coincidence,” he said with a shrug and a smile. Corey, seemingly satisfied with Damien’s answer, nodded and sat back to focus on his stew.

It was a few minutes before Baron returned. Accompanying him was none other than the dark-haired, blue-eyed man who’d given the injured Baron his cart and had gone to save Damien on Samantha’s behalf. Samantha’s eyes widened.

“Damien, Corey, Samantha, this is Finn,” said Baron, gesturing towards his guest. “He works for the Undertaker, in the Demon Kingdom. Samantha, I believe you two have already met...?”

Samantha nodded slightly. “Yes,” she said in a soft voice. “He helped me save you and Damien...”

“Yes, that’s right,” said the man, Finn. He had a strong accent and a chipper, friendly-sounding voice. “I just stopped back in to pick up my cart and figured I’d stop and see if you needed any assistance with those vampires. Nasty things, them.”

“Hey, now,” Corey said, holding his hands up in a manner that was half-joking and half-defensive.

“Sorry, sorry. Not you. You seem fine,” Finn told him with a laugh.

“Sure I do,” Corey said with a laugh.

“So, Finn,” asked Damien, leaning forward on the table and gesturing for the man - demon? - to sit down, “what do you bring to the table?”

“Oh, I have a few things to offer,” Finn told them with a grin. “We were dealing with some unwanted vampires down in the Demon Kingdom for a while, courtesy of that damned Vampire Queen.”

“Vampire Queen?” Baron asked, perking up slightly at hearing this. “Who the hell is the Vampire Queen?”

“Exactly what she sounds like,” Finn said with a shake of his head. “Fancies herself the leader of all the Empire’s vampires. Our suspicion is that she’s after a throne since she seems to target royalty. It wouldn’t surprise me one bit if she’s trying to turn the Wolf Kingdom into the Vampire Kingdom by taking you out, your majesty.”

“Well, shit...” Baron said. Samantha’s gaze, meanwhile, shifted straight to Corey.

“Do you know anything about this Vampire Queen?” she asked him. “I mean, your group is literally known throughout the Empire. It wouldn’t surprise me if she wanted you in her pocket.”

“I have no idea,” Corey responded, shaking his head rapidly. “I can ask when I get back, but that doesn’t help us now. Right now, we should be focusing on what we can do about Ellering and his vampires - they could be working for this Vampire Queen for all we know. Finn, what were you saying you had to offer?”

“Right,” Finn said, a slight smirk tugging at the edges of his lips. “Well, when we were dealing with our vampire problem, the Undertaker and his little apprentice, Sybil, put together a potion that would be toxic to vampires. We coated our weapons with it, we had our humans ingest it so their blood would be toxic to the vampires...and it worked.”

“Ugh. That explains why we got sick the last time we were through the Demon Kingdom,” Corey said with a shudder.

“Sorry, mate. You must have been caught in the crossfire,” Finn said with a chuckle.

“I believe that we have something similar, though we have only a small vial that we’re saving for when it’s most needed,” Baron said, and Finn raised an eyebrow at this.

“Where did you get it?” he asked, sounding most intrigued.

“It was given to Samantha as a gift,” Baron said, nodding towards Samantha.

“By whom?” Finn asked, looking now towards Samantha.

“We don’t know,” Damien said. “It was left anonymously.”

“That’s...odd,” Finn said with a slight shake of his head. “We’ve not shared it with anyone, and I don’t believe we’ve had any go missing. But anyhow, I digress - I brought some of it with me figuring it would help. If you’re planning to make a move against them, you’d be fools not to use it.”

“How much will this cost us?” Baron asked, looking skeptical.

“We can discuss that later. I won’t break your bank though,” Finn told him with a laugh.

After that, they parted ways. Samantha and Corey headed home for a nap. Corey had had a long trip, while Samantha was just tired. She woke up before her brother, and she decided to go get some fishing done. It had been a while since she’d been out fishing. She barely got around the corner from the house before running into Finn on the street. He gave her a polite smile.

“Samantha, good to see you again,” he said to her.

“You too,” she told him with a nod. “You find a place to stay yet?”

“The King has graciously allowed me use of one of the castle guest rooms,” Finn replied. “It’s a much smaller castle than the Undertaker’s, so I appreciate that he’s letting me occupy some of his limited space.”

“Well, it’s Baron,” Samantha said with a shrug and a smile. “He doesn’t need a lot of space, really.”

“I suppose that makes sense,” Finn replied. “So, where were you headed?”

“I was going fishing,” Samantha said with a smile. “Did you want to walk with me?”

“I wouldn’t mind that at all,” Finn told her, and the two started walking together.

“So...what is it exactly that you do for the Undertaker?” Samantha asked curiously as they walked.

“Officially I’m a diplomat, but just between us, I’m being groomed to take over the throne one day,” Finn said with a smile. “The Undertaker doesn’t like to say so, since he’s always worried about people perceiving him as weak, so planning for a time after he’s gone is something he tries not to talk about.”

“I suppose that makes sense,” Samantha said with a nod. “So when the Undertaker dies, you’ll become King?”

“That’s the plan,” Finn replied with a nod.

“Does that mean you’re a demon, then?” she asked, and he nodded.

“Yes,” he replied. “Well, half-demon, that is. I’m also half-elf.”

“I don’t know much about demons,” Samantha commented, finding herself a little curious. A slight smirk toyed at Finn’s lips.

“Well,” he replied, “I don’t know much about werewolves.”

Samantha laughed softly, nodding. “That’s fair,” she replied. “Well, uh...they turn into wolves on the full moon. Really strong ones - like Baron, for example - can transform at will. They can learn to control themselves when they’re in their wolf form but it takes years of practice.”

“You say ‘they’ as if you yourself are not one...?” Finn questioned, and Samantha nodded slightly.

“I’m only half-werewolf,” she replied. “My werewolf half doesn’t come out at the full moon, but the power of the blue moon is enough to make it come out, so I only transform on the second full moon of the month.”

“There’s a blue moon this month, though,” Finn said, and Samantha nodded.

“Yep, and I’m dreading it with everything I have,” she said with a laugh. “It’s been a couple years, though, so I guess it’s time.”

Finn eyed her curiously. She could practically see the thoughts racing through his mind in those blue eyes, but for a few moments he said nothing. “So if it takes years of practice to control oneself...”

“Yeah, I’m like a ten-year-old, but full-sized,” Samantha replied with a nod. “It’s generally a disaster. When I was working for King John he actually had a special space that was custom-built for werewolves and he let me use it when I transformed. It basically kept me restrained and unable to, you know, go wild and eat people. I still haven’t asked Baron if he has anything like that, though.”

“You probably should,” Finn murmured thoughtfully. “Does it hurt? When you transform, I mean.”

“By the time you’re around twenty or so years old, it’s not supposed to hurt any more,” Samantha said. “That’s what Baron said, and Corey, and everyone else. I think that’s an exposure thing, though, because for me it always hurts.”

“That’s a shame,” Finn said softly. 

“What about you? You still haven’t told me much about demons,” she said.

“There’s not much to say. We’re nowhere near as interesting as werewolves. We have extremely dark minds and it takes a great deal of work to suppress the urges and temptations we feel,” he explained. “Those who can control it, though, are deemed the strongest of us, which is why the Undertaker is King.”

“Can you control it?” she asked.

“Yes,” Finn replied with a nod, giving her a smile. “The Undertaker has said that he’s never seen somebody with such an innate ability to control their dark side. I believe it’s because of my elven blood, but he insists that it makes no difference. A demon is a demon, as far as he’s concerned.”

“Do you have any powers or abilities? Or are you just, you know...humans with darkness?” she asked him.

“There are lots of abilities that come with being a demon,” Finn replied with a nod. “We can use the shadows to travel great distances in short times. We can shroud ourselves in darkness so we’re blurred or hidden from the vision of others. We’re strong and we’re fast. The problem is that the more we use our powers, the more the darkness affects us, and the more we must work to resist it.”

Samantha was quiet as she listened. She was no longer thinking about Finn or about demons in general - all she could think of was her mysterious benefactor. Able to travel great distances using the shadows? Able to shroud themselves in darkness to hide from others? From everything Finn was saying, it sounded like her mysterious benefactor was, in fact, a demon.

“Samantha?” asked Finn, and she blinked in surprise, looking over at him.

“Sorry, I was just...thinking,” she said softly.

“I do that, too,” Finn replied, reaching over and putting a gentle hand on her back as they walked. Samantha wasn’t sure why she felt a fluttering in her heart at his touch.

Finn wound up spending some more time with her while she fished. They sat and talked about all sorts of things. He told her about his life in the Demon Kingdom working under the Undertaker, and she told him about her time working for King John, and now her time back home. She told him about growing up with Damien, about Corey’s choice to forsake his werewolf blood to become a vampire, and about her hopes and dreams to one day attend the university.

Eventually, he said he had to be on his way, so he said goodbye and off he went. Samantha stayed a short while longer, but she found that she was missing his company. It didn’t help that she was also disconcerted by the newfound knowledge that her mysterious benefactor might be a demon. She decided that she should head back, and she made it back to town with her fish just in time to see Baron and Finn walking together. Both men grinned when they saw her.

“Samantha!” Finn called out, waving his hand a bit. With a smile on her face, she headed over to them.

“Long time, no see,” she told Finn jokingly, and he laughed.

“Likewise,” he replied.

“We were just talking about you, actually,” Baron said, and Samantha raised an eyebrow.

“Only good things, I hope...?”

“Of course,” Baron said with a laugh. “Finn pointed out to me that there’s a blue moon approaching, so we were just discussing what might be suitable to keep you...well, contained.”

“Ah, yes,” Samantha murmured, nodding slightly. She wasn’t sure if she should be annoyed or appreciative that he’d gone to Baron without consulting her, though she had a feeling that she was verging on the latter. It was sweet of him to be concerned about her despite having only just met her.

“We can discuss it later if you’d like,” Baron told her. “Finn had a few suggestions, some of which I quite liked.”

“Yes, let’s,” she told him with a nod. “Right now I just want to get these fish home before they have the chance to stink everything up.”

“Let me get that for you,” Finn offered, stepping forward and taking the bag of fish from her. She softly thanked him and the three of them started walking towards Samantha’s house.

They didn’t talk much along the way there. When her house was in sight, though, they saw that there was something pinned to her front door - a large, folded-up piece of paper. Baron and Samantha exchanged a knowing look and Samantha lightly jogged ahead of them a few paces to reach the door before they did.

“What’s that?” Finn asked as she pulled the paper down and opened it up.

“A map,” Samantha said as she looked at it. It was a map of the area, including the border. There was a circle drawn on it in red, and at the bottom of the map there was a familiar signature.

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Poll for Tuesday, May 1, 2018

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Poll for Monday, April 30, 2018

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Her Mysterious Benefactor - Chapter 12

For the first time in a while, Baron didn’t seem distressed by the surprise appearance of a mysterious gift at Samantha’s door. He examined it for a moment before looking up at her. “It’s quite lovely,” he remarked, and Samantha nodded slightly.

“It is,” she said softly, glancing up at him. “Do you think they painted it themself?”

“I would hope so, given that they signed it,” he replied, pausing to glance around the room. “It would look lovely hanging right there,” he said, gesturing to an empty spot on the wall.

They worked together to get the painting hung up, and then Baron wished her well before heading out. Samantha sat down to write to her brother, enclosing Baron’s letter in her envelope before heading out to send it on its way. She was relieved when she came home and there was no present waiting for her.

It was early the next morning when she was awoken by a knock at her door. She got up quite groggily, noting that the sun had yet to come up, and wondered who it could be. Her hazel eyes widened as she made out the familiar shape of her brother through the window. She hurried to open the door, throwing herself at Corey in a big hug.

“Well, it’s good to see you, too,” he said with a laugh, hugging her back.

“You’re here! That - that was fast,” Samantha said, blinking as she pulled back. “How did you get here?”

“Uhh...I walked?” said Corey with a chuckle. “Are you going to invite me in?”

“Oh! Yes, it’s a new home - come on in,” she said, stepping aside so her brother could enter. She shut the door behind him and they sat down on the couch together. “So...how did you get here so fast?” she asked.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Corey said. 

“I just sent a letter yesterday afternoon asking you to come, and now you’re here,” she said. Corey’s eyes widened.

“Really?” he asked. “I didn’t get a letter. That’d be way too fast. I must have already been on my way. I wanted to come and see if you and Baron needed any help with your vampire problem - I’ve been keeping an eye on them and they’re still there,” he explained.

“Oh, Baron’s going to be so relieved,” Samantha breathed, grinning. “He specifically asked me to ask you for help - is it just you?”

“Yeah, the others have their own things to do,” Corey replied. “Still, if the people here don’t mind, I figured a vampire’s point of view could be helpful.”

“Of course it will,” Samantha agreed. “I can have Baron come over in a bit, or we can go see him tonight after sunset.”

“That won’t be necessary,” Corey said with a smile. He grabbed the golden pendant around his neck, taking it off and handing it to her to look at. “This lets me walk in the sunlight.”

“Does it really?” Samantha asked, her eyes widening.

“Yes,” he replied. “So we can visit Baron any time in the morning. You look sleepy, though. You should get back to bed,” he said with a laugh, and Samantha smiled.

“I am sleepy, it’s early,” she replied with a nod. 

She stood up and started to head for her bedroom, until she heard her brother’s voice behind her. “Hey, that’s a nice painting,” he said. She glanced over, following Corey’s gaze to the wolf painting left for her by her benefactor.

“It is,” she murmured in agreement, nodding slightly.

“I’ve seen a similar one before - not with wolves, though,” he murmured, and Samantha whirled around to look at him.

“Similar how?” she asked as he stood up to go look at it.

“The style,” he replied. “The brush strokes, the colours - things like that. I believe it was on display down in the Demon Kingdom somewhere. It was a snowy scene that portrayed a woman in a turquoise cloak walking away into the background.”

Samantha raised an eyebrow, heading to her bedroom briefly. She grabbed her turquoise cloak - the one given to her by King John and Queen Nikki - and brought it back out, holding it up. “Was it this cloak?” she asked, and Corey’s eyes went wide.

“Yes!” he said. “Did you pose for the painting? Is that why you got one that matches?” he asked.

“No,” Samantha said softly, frowning. “It was from my mysterious benefactor.”

After explaining the entire story to Corey, suffice it to say he was not impressed. “Whoever it is had best not come near you while I’m here or I’ll make sure they don’t live to regret it,” he muttered, and Samantha sighed.

“That’s what Baron keeps saying,” she said, shaking her head slightly. “But whoever it is...they keep helping us. I don’t know if we can trust them, but I also don’t think they’ll let anything happen to me.”

“That’s not to say they won’t throw me or Baron or Damien to the wolves to save you,” Corey replied, and then paused. “Sorry. It’s been a while since I was a werewolf, I-”

“No, it’s fine,” Samantha said quickly. “I heard it a lot in Empire Minora. Don’t worry about it.”

“Oh, right,” Corey said with a nod. “Anyways...maybe you should get dressed so we can go see Baron. I’d like to get this Ellering business dealt with sooner than later.”

“Right, sure,” Samantha said with a nod. She hurried to get dressed while Corey examined the painting a little further, and then the two of them headed off to Baron’s castle to meet with him.

“Corey!” Baron exclaimed when he saw them coming in, getting up from his throne with a wide grin. Corey laughed a bit and the two men embraced. “It’s been too long.”

“It has,” Corey agreed. “The hell happened to your leg?”

“Vampires happened. I can’t believe you made it here so fast,” Baron said, pulling back from the hug.

“I was already on my way,” Corey replied with a grin. “I had no idea that you and Samantha wrote to me. I wanted to help deal with the Ellering problem myself, since I’ve noticed that they’re still around.”

“Any ideas, then?” Baron asked. He glanced past the siblings as Damien came in, looking a little sheepish when he saw Samantha.

“Corey,” Damien said politely with a nod.

“Damien, good to see you,” said Corey. He reached out to shake Damien’s hand, though Damien appeared uncomfortable with the interaction. Samantha frowned a bit before Baron drew them all back in.

“Now,” he said, rubbing his hands together, “we have a vampire problem. What do we do about it?”

They talked for a while about the matter of Paul Ellering and his men being so close to the border, and the fact that they had already attacked the city on more than one occasion. Corey’s being present offered some much-needed insight as to how they’d been able to attack in broad daylight: the pendants. Apparently, they had them as well. When asked where one obtained such a pendant, Corey merely responded that it was a trinket item and there were a handful of them floating about.

Having Corey here with a pendant would have been helpful had Paul Ellering and his men not had pendants of their own, but their pendants meant that they could protect themselves both day and night. Then, Damien snapped his fingers.

“They don’t know that we know about the pendants,” he said, looking between the others. “That means they’ll be expecting us to attack during the daytime when we expect them to be vulnerable. It’s what we’ve done before, so they have no reason to expect us to change this pattern - as far as they’re concerned, attacking them during the daylight so they’ll be weak is the only thing we can really count on.”

“So what you’re saying,” said Baron, raising an eyebrow, “is that if we attack them during the night when they’re at their strongest, they won’t see it coming?”

“He’s right,” Corey said, looking thoroughly impressed with Damien’s deduction. “They probably use that time to sleep, now that I think about it - the pendant comes with a side effect that you get a bit more tired than usual. I’ve definitely been feeling that since I started wearing mine,” he said with a chuckle. 

“So we attack them after nightfall?” asked Samantha. “I could get on board with that.”

“No way,” Corey said. “You’re staying home.”

“I am not!” Samantha protested, vehemently shaking her head. “I was instrumental in rescuing Baron and Damien last time, and I’ve already been screwed over by these vampires enough that I wanna be there to make sure they pay!”

“She’s right,” Baron said, moving over and wrapping an arm around Samantha’s shoulders. “I don’t know if either of us would be alive if not for Samantha. We need her.”

Corey looked between the two for a moment and then, with a reluctant sigh, he nodded. “Very well,” he replied. “She can come along.”

They spent the next little while discussing their plan. The only thing that concerned them was the question of when to set out - it would take a good day or so of walking to reach them, and if they left during the daylight as they had the first time, they’d likely get caught. If they left after dark, though, they’d get there after the sun came up and the whole plan of attacking the vampires at their strongest when they were asleep would be moot.

“We’ll figure this out,” Baron said. “For now, though, let’s take a break for lunch and we’ll get back to it in a bit.”

Corey and Samantha headed out together while Damien lingered behind for a bit. Once they were out of the castle and heading for Samantha’s house, her brother nudged her gently.

“So...what happened between you and Damien?” he asked, and Samantha sighed.

“He likes me,” she said. “Baron thought so, and then Damien told me so himself.”

“And you...don’t feel the same way, do you?” he asked.

“No,” Samantha said. “He’s more like a brother to me. I mean, we grew up together. We played together as children,” she explained.

“I see what you mean,” Corey replied. He put a gentle hand on her upper back as they walked along. “You’re not obliged to feel the same way about him that he feels about you, and he can’t expect anything more from you than your friendship.”

“I’m worried that not feeling the same way is going to affect our friendship,” she told him as they reached her house. She unlocked the door and blinked in surprise as they headed inside and a delicious smell immediately filled her nose.

“Is that what I think it is?” Corey asked. Samantha pulled him into the kitchen and sighed. There was a large pot of a delicious-looking stew sitting on the stove, freshly prepared and still simmering.

“Where’s the note?” she asked, looking around for a moment. Corey was the one who found it, on the counter beside a bottle of wine. He held it up for her to see.

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Poll for Tuesday, April 3rd, 2018

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The question: Which story do you want to see updated this Tuesday night, April 3rd, 2018?

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The Journal of Lee Edwards

The Adventures of Gloria Lacasa

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Poll for Monday, April 2nd, 2018

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The question: Which story do you want to see updated this Monday night, April 2nd, 2018?

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The Bailey Twins

Her Mysterious Benefactor

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The Diary of Cat Cavaris - Entry 12

Dearest Diary;

I had a dream about Queen Stephanie last night. Not an uncommon occurrence, though they have become fewer and farther between over the last few months since I came to this village. This one, though, was unusual because of the content. It shook me to my core, so much so that I’m writing this by candlelight simply because I need to get it out of my system. I’m unable to get back to sleep.

Usually when I dream about Queen Stephanie, my dreams are intimate and sensual. This one was quite the opposite, though. I started out in a large room with stone walls and a wooden floor. I don’t know why that detail remains with me so intensely as it does, but I clearly remember stone walls and a wooden floor. When I looked up, I saw a window of stained glass - rare in the Empire, especially this far from the Capital - in the form of the Queen’s face.

For a short while, the stained glass had me transfixed. It was so lifelike, so similar to her, that I couldn’t remove my gaze from it. Then, it was shattered as a figure came falling from the sky and crashed through the window. I recall ducking to avoid the falling shards of glass, and when I looked up, the falling figure was suspended in midair about halfway between the floor and the ceiling. The figure was male, but I couldn’t tell who it was.

Then, I heard a screaming sound. Although there was nothing to indicate that it was Queen Stephanie, I simply knew that it was her. I became frightened, and when I turned around, I saw that a door had appeared on the wall behind me. There wasn’t a door there earlier. Naturally, I rushed to the door and when I opened it, I found myself in the middle of a dark forest. When I stepped through the door, the building behind me essentially disappeared, and I was in the depths of the woods.

I could hear the sound of water nearby, so I followed it. The water, however, turned out to be a creek running red like blood - I believe that it was blood, in fact. I followed the creek towards the source until I came across a bridge. Standing on the other side of the bridge, I saw Queen Stephanie. She was wearing a torn white dress and she was covered in blood. In her arms, she was carrying two rather large babies. I couldn’t tell the genders from where I stood.

“Stephanie!” I called to her, and I began to cross the bridge. I found that every step I took was a massive struggle, though - my feet felt heavy, like lead, and it took every ounce of effort I had just to take a single step. While I tried to get to her, Stephanie put the two babies down on a tree stump across the bridge from me. 

“Protect them,” Stephanie said, looking me directly in the eyes. Then, and I don’t know where from, she drew a long sword and began to walk away from me. I was still trying to get across the creek, but I watched her. She headed further away from me until I saw a male figure emerge from the woods and then the two of them started to fight with their swords. I couldn’t tell who the man was, but some part of me was certain that it was the same man who’d fallen through the stained glass window.

I finally reached the other side of the bridge and I picked up the first baby. When I glanced up with the baby in my arms, I saw that Stephanie and the man were gone. I reached for the second baby but I awoke before I could get it.

I am deeply afraid for the Queen. I want to write to her, but I do not know what to say. If I simply ask how she’s doing, it might seem odd after all these months, but if I tell her that I am frightened for her, she will likely want to know why. I cannot simply tell her that I had a bad dream about her. All of our patrols and lookouts have reported absolutely nothing in the way of suspicious behaviour or vessels, so there is nothing to be worried about except that I am having bad dreams.

I think I am going to write a letter to her anyways - a simple greeting, perhaps asking how she is doing and how her pregnancy is going. Surely she’s several months along by now, at least halfway through, and maybe by magical means she’s even found out the gender of her unborn children! I say children because the dream indicated two. I do not know whether my dream was accurate or not.

Hopefully my next update will be less upsetting. Until next time, diary.

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A Mermaid’s Wish - Chapter 21

“I’m not even going to ask where you got these,” King Seth said as Laura handed him the scales. He was eyeing her somewhat suspiciously, and it was all she could do not to laugh.

“Ripped them off a mermaid herself,” Serenity said jokingly, and Seth chuckled.

“You’re full of surprises, aren’t you?” he asked, looking at Laura. “Let’s get these ground up before Adrianna gets back. Then she’ll be able to cast the spell, and I can speak with King Bray and the Undertaker to see what can be done about this cart.”

“That sounds like a plan,” Laura replied with a nod. As he had yesterday, the King led the way to the castle’s laboratory. Once there, he grabbed a stone mortar and pestle, dropping the turquoise scales in and beginning to crush them. Laura cringed inwardly as she saw him grinding her scales into powder, but said nothing. Serenity, seemingly sensing Laura’s discomfort, put a gentle hand on the other mermaid’s back.

“So there’s not really anything else to do once we’ve got this ground up,” Seth said, glancing up at the girls. “It just becomes a waiting game. I should go back to the throne room until then - I’m sure Adrianna will come looking for me there first.”

“Of course,” Laura said with a nod.

“You two are welcome to stay in here. Maybe you’ll notice something in the spell that I missed,” he said, grinning a bit. “I’ll see you two later.”

“Sounds good,” said Serenity.

Seth left, and the two turned to one another. “So...what now?” Laura asked.

“I suppose we wait,” Serenity replied, shrugging her shoulders. “I’d offer to take you on a tour of the city, but we have no way of knowing when Adrianna will be back.”

“Fair enough,” Laura said with a nod. “So...what keeps you above the water? I mean, you could probably go back, and visit your mother here from time to time...”

“I don’t know,” Serenity said with a shrug. “I just like it here. The mainland has been my home more than the ocean ever was.”

“And what all do you do up here?” asked Laura. “It’s incredible, but I feel like it would get boring, wouldn’t it?”

“The ocean got boring fast,” Serenity replied, shaking her head. “Up here, there’s so much to do. There are so many places I’ve never even seen before. I’d love to see the volcano in the Demon Kingdom.”

“There are volcanoes underwater,” Laura remarked.

“True, but have you ever seen one on the surface?”

“Well, no.”

“Exactly.” Serenity had a smug smirk on her lips. “I’ve seen paintings of them, and they’re magnificent. Black smoke smouldering up into the sky, red lava bubbling up...”

“It sounds incredible,” Laura agreed softly.

“Do you think you’re going to stay above the surface once you’re finished your mission?” Serenity asked. 

“I don’t know,” said Laura, shaking her head. “Probably not. The only thing keeping me here would have been a man, and he-”

“Oh, yes, a man,” Serenity said with a knowing smirk. “They’re always the problem.”

“Yes, except that this one went and ran off,” Laura replied. “He was only helping me because he felt obligated since he found me by the river. When it got to be too much, he bailed.”

“Well, that’s no good,” Serenity said. “You should come back to visit me, though.”

“After the mess I’ve gotten myself in, I doubt they’ll let me come back again,” Laura said. “I mean, Sasha could already be dead for all I know.”

“I’m sure she’s alright,” Serenity said. “You’ve got to have faith, Laura. You’re doing everything you can, and we’re gonna find her. And hey, if you’re not allowed to come back, you just come back anyways and visit me, because it’s good to have another mermaid friend.”

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The Adventures of Gloria Lacasa - Chapter 20

“They call her the Vampire Queen.”

Everybody was inside Brie and Daniel’s small home, and while Daniel served drinks to their guests, Brie was softly explaining her theory to them.

“I don’t know much about her. I don’t know who she is, or what she does - all I know is that Nikki and John have mentioned her before.”

“So if you don’t know who she is or what she does, what makes you think that she’s involved?” asked Gloria.

“You could call it a hunch,” Brie replied. “I think you should talk to John and Nikki. They probably know more.”

“So you want us to head all the way to the Cenation just to ask about this Vampire Queen who may or may not be responsible for the death of Gloria’s mother?” asked Goldust, frowning. “And you have no more information about her except that John and Nikki can tell us more?”

“Basically, yes,” Brie replied. “Look, all I know for sure is that she’s some sort of usurper, trying to rise to a position of power with the help of her little vampire minions. Since Gloria’s of royal blood, she could petition for a position as Queen when an opening next arises. I suspect that the Vampire Queen had Gloria’s mother killed so that she couldn’t confirm Gloria’s relation to Goldust.”

“I can confirm it, though,” Goldust said. “I knew that woman on the floor. I had relations with her. The timeline matches up, as does the story she told Gloria. There is no doubt in my mind now that Gloria is my child, and there are magical tests that could be done to affirm it if she wished to pursue a position of power.”

“Um...but I don’t want to be a Queen,” Gloria cut in quickly, frowning. She still couldn’t believe that she was, in essence, a Princess. Her grandfather had been King Dusty, and her father was Prince Goldust. In only a day, she’d gone from being a poor, abused girl from a small village in the woods to being a Princess who was now, apparently, a threat to this Vampire Queen. “If this Vampire Queen wants to be the next Queen then I’m not stopping her.”

“She won’t see it that way,” Brie said. “You’re going to be a threat to her no matter what. My suggestion would be to go to the Emperor for protection. Even if you’re not currently interested in becoming Queen, you might be one day and the Emperor will want to ensure that you are safe.”

“Wait, how come I don’t need the Emperor’s protection?” asked Goldust.

“You had the chance to become King and you walked away,” Brie said, raising an eyebrow slightly. “Both you and your brother declined the opportunity to rule when it was presented to you. I imagine that’d make you a lost cause in her eyes.”

“True, true...” Goldust murmured with a nod.

“Why did you refuse to become King?” Gloria asked, suddenly turning to look at Goldust. “It would have made it so much easier to find you. When I approached the Undertaker and told him what I knew, he could have just told me my father was King Goldust instead of you being little more than a vague memory to him.”

“I’m not fit to be a King,” Goldust said with a shake of his head. “And I’m not just saying that to be humble. I have a very particular set of skills...but they are not skills that would be helpful in ruling. There are men better suited to run a Kingdom than I.”

“And your brother?” asked Gloria. She’d known nothing of this uncle until Brie had mentioned him just now, so she was intrigued.

“Cody was disillusioned with the Emperor’s politics for a long time,” Goldust replied. “He wasn’t interested in playing the game, so he left. Moved to the Outlands with his wife, started a farm... I believe they’re sort of the honorary leaders of the little village they’ve established out there, though, so he’s made something of himself.”

“I see,” Gloria murmured with a nod.

“Gloria, sweetheart, you know I care about you, and I’ve always cared about you,” Brie said with a smile. “But this...this is beyond what Daniel and I can help you with. You need to go to the Emperor. He’ll provide you with protection. I don’t know what it will be - he may give you a place to live, or he may provide you with a guard or two, or he may just give you a spell and guarantee that it’ll keep you safe... I don’t know.”

Gloria looked to her father, and then to Carlos. “What do you think?” she asked them softly.

“I think you should do it,” Carlos said. “You’re a good friend, Gloria. I’d hate for something to happen to you.”

“I agree,” Goldust said. “Also, you’re welcome to come and stay at the theatre with me, if you wish - though, with your mother gone, I suppose you now own her house.”

“Oh, wow,” said Gloria softly. She hadn’t even thought about that yet - though, she wondered...did she actually even want the house? She had nothing but bad memories associated with that place. Perhaps she’d be further ahead to sell it and never have to deal with it again.

“We’ll come with you to the Capital if you want,” Goldust said, glancing briefly at Carlos. The bard gave a quick nod.

“Yes, we will,” he said. “Maybe we’ll run into Lita while we’re there.”

“You know Lita?” Goldust asked, raising an eyebrow. “She’s one of the most powerful witches out there. She’s been to the Hall of Fame and back.”

Gloria giggled a bit at her father’s reaction. She knew that Lita was a great witch, and she also knew that her father would be proud to hear the full story. “We saved her life,” Gloria said. “We’ll tell you the whole story on the way to the Capital.”

“So you’re going?” asked Brie, and Gloria nodded firmly.

“Yes,” she replied. “Yes, I’m going to see the Emperor.”

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The Bailey Twins (Letter 11)

Dearest brother,

Well...none of that went as expected.

I accompanied King Roman into the city today. Of course, I had to stay on high alert. If anyone intended to make a move on him, it was my job to stop them. That left little time for conversation.

One of the places we stopped at was Melissa’s bakery. I was excited to see my friend - that is, until we walked in and the King actually looked at her. I could see right away on his face, he thought her the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen! He did not stop flirting, not once in all the time we were there. Now, of course Melissa is lovely, and charming, and beautiful...but I did not expect her to capture the King’s heart so quickly!

I’ll admit that as happy as I was for my friend, I did feel a pang of jealousy as I listened to them. When we got back in the carriage, the King asked what I thought of her. He genuinely seemed to want my opinion, so I told him that she is one of my best friends - of course, then he wanted to ask question after question about her. He even asked if she was single. I answered all of his questions honestly, because what else can you do?

I admit that I am somewhat hurt... I had started to dream up this fantasy wherein Roman and I fell in love, but obviously that is not to be.

Chance sounds lovely. I hope to meet him soon.

From your downtrodden but still-loving sister,

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Characters might be submitted by other ppl but its still your story. If it moves the story along then I say go ahead. If ppl get butt hurt so be it. Its tumblr ppl always get butt hurt. Tell your story how you want.

That’s definitely true, haha. A really good point. Thanks a lot for your feedback! <3

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I think character death is ok especially if it moves the plot along

Yeah, I would never kill someone off just for the sake of killing someone! It would always be meaningful. Thanks a lot for your input 💜

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Character deaths are kinda exciting bc it's like where do you go from here?!

That's definitely true! Thanks for the input 💜