There is a high emphasis on purity of bloodline in Rivendell high society. While the practice of interbreeding has long been abandoned, the idea of marrying or even courting someone who is not considered noble is a massive scandal and treated with the same level of scorn as sacrilege
Despite this, Scott insists on appointing common people as his advisors as well as courting the ruler of the Cod Empire
Many of the ruling class believe that they are part of Aeor’s chosen, and as such are destined to rule. The Lords and Ladies of Rivendell are the greatest of Aeor’s chosen
The Rivendellian rulers are referred to as either Lord or Lady, while the rest of the ruling class is referred to as High Noble
Despite the fact that they live in the barren mountains, or perhaps because of it, plants play a large role in Rivendellian culture. Rivendellian mint burns very hot and is known for trapping heat. Plus it grows everywhere. Because of this, Rivendellian mint is a primary fuel source as well as a key ingredient in many teas and soups
Any fruit from a tree represents strength and devotion, as they are very hard to grow in the harsh winter climate. They are often part of Rivendellian courtship, especially among the ruling class. Lemons are used for proposals, as the bright yellow fruit is incredibly rare and represents commitment and a once-in-a-lifetime chance
Poppies are banned and considered taboo, as they are believed to spring from Exor’s footsteps
The majority of Rivendell’s food is imported. They have a small farmland, but it is not nearly enough to feed the entire empire. They believe they can maintain their trade lines because they are rich enough and powerful enough to keep enemies away. However it would only take a single blockade to ruin the empire
Gold is very common to see in Rivendell, and most households have a small Aeor statue made out of the metal
A pair of stag horns is stamped into Rivendellian coins as well as a pair of owl eyes
Rivendell celebrates both Halloween and Christmas as well as another holiday in the spring: Alinar’s Conquest
Alinar’s Conquest is celebrated with a festival, featuring Divinity in the morning, dramatic reenactments of the great duel between Alinar and Connal in the afternoon and a feast in the evening
You were a passenger on a ship , run out of your country ;
You had magic powers and that was a no no where you were born so you had to runaway;
But the boat trip was less then enjoyable and it turned truly terrifying when a storm came around ;
The thought that you were going to die did pass through your mind while the boat cracked;
Yet as you drifted out as you were swallowed by the stormy waves something caught you ;
So you were more than suprised when you woke up soaking wet on a dark cave ;
You didn’t really understand what happened until from the shadows something acme out ;
A man almost two times your height he had wings and horns, but was struck you the most was the way he looked at you ;
As if you were the most dangerous being he had ever seen , but he didn’t seem to be afraid he seem to truly hate you ;
You thought that creature was legitimately kill you but before he could get close another creature flew in ;
He was the same type of creature as the first one , they started arguing one saying you life was worth saying and the other saying you were a human and that you were dangerous ;
They discussed until the black winged being pointed at you and asked “ Does she seem dangerous to you ?” ;
“ Hardly” - The other said
“ Good, Borra because you’re the one who is taking care of her”;
“ But Connal !” ;
“ You have to learn that not all humans are bad .”- The black winged being said and flew away ;
You didn’t knew what was happening the only thing you knew was that you had gotten yourself in some major trouble ;
With a spring in her steps, Aurora rushed through the Moors as she started to run out of breath. Weak excuses felt from her lips whenever she ran passed one of the numerous creatures of the enchanted forest. The blue eyes of the Princess searched for any sign of the new Queen of the Moors, Maleficent.
She should have taken a horse, the blond young woman cursed herself in her thoughts. The muscles in her legs burned painfully, but all that’s on her mind was that she needed to find her Fairy Godmother. Aurora tried to ignore the pain, but when a tall figure stepped in her way, she almost collided with them as she came to a sudden halt.
“My Princess.”, the white haired Tundra Fae called Udo said calmly, a hand on his chest as he bowed lightly in front of Aurora. Her eyes glanced over the handful of young Faes that landed in the soft grass around them. “Is everything” - “Where is she?”, the former Queen of those lands gasped for air and she had to surrender to the thought of finding Maleficent on her own. The banging pain in her legs demanded a pause and the opportunity was to good to pass.
“Maleficent.”, Aurora added quickly, looking up to Udo with pleading eyes as he cupped his chin in one of his hands. “Our Majesty is currently showing a couple youngsters some flying techniques. I fear she won’t be back before dawn.”, Udo told her and raised his eyebrows when a shower of curse words reached his ears. Of course it wouldn’t be that easy, Aurora had to realize with sadness filling her heart.
“Please, it’s urgent. I need to talk to her now.”, the Princess begged him, her hands clasped into one another in front of her chest. The Tundra Fae covered himself in silence, lost in thoughts before he turned around to a young Jungle Fae, whispering something to her before she jumped into the air and flew off.
“Follow me, Princess. You must be tired from all the running.”, Udo said with an inviting gesture of his hands, waiting for the blonde woman to step next to him before the two of them started walking in one direction that brought them deeper into the Moors. The remaining young Faes walked close behind them.
Aurora was lead into familiar surroundings by the Tundra Fae, it was one of her favorite spots and her blue eyes glanced to the abandoned throne. She watched three trolls trying to climb on it, but they were stopped by a Flittle, who had recovered from the battle in Ulstead two years ago. It was all thanked to Maleficent and her unique magic.
“My dear aunts.”, the Princess called out for them when her eyes landed on Knotgrass and Thistlewit, they flew close by her sister and flipped within seconds. Once the three flower fairies reached her, they started to look for Auroras daughter, but with a sad look in their face the unlike sisters noticed that Aurora was all by herself. Minus the Faes that accompanied her.
Soon, the Princess found herself surrounded by old and new friends alike, sitting on the stairs that led to the throne as she caught up with them. Borra, who arrived not long ago in the company of Diaval, demanded to know what brought Aurora here, especially unannounced and in such a hurry.
But the Princess’ lips were sealed, along with those of Shrike. The female Jungle Fae spent more and more time in the castle, never standing to far away from a certain captain of the guards. She heard the news Aurora wanted to share with her Fairy Godmother first hand, but promised the Princess to stay quiet.
The wind picked up, first just as a fresh breeze that ghosted over Auroras skin, but soon, her long blond hair got messed up lightly from the severe wind. It came to an abrupt end once Maleficent, accompanied by a group of at least seven Faes, landed on the huge meadow.
“Beastie?”, her voice was a mixture of happiness and wonder, and she quickly closed the distance between herself and the Princess to embrace her in a tight hug.
Once the Dark Fae heard of Auroras unexpected arrival, she hurried to the throne as fast as the youngsters could follow her. It must be urgent, especially when the messenger girl couldn’t tell what brought the young human here.
“There’s another Dark Fae.”, the blond woman blurted out, a beaming smile on her face and her arms tightened around the Queen of the Moors even more.
“What?”, Maleficent didn’t trust her ears when her usually sharp mind tried to process the information delivered by the young human she considered her daughter. Another Dark Fae? How was this possible?
It had been a busy morning for Aurora, her husband Philip and King John. The gates of the palace stood wide open, many residents of the Kingdom entered and left the throne room to tell the royal crown their sorrows. Along with them came merchants, hoping to wrap up a good deal.
Among them was an elder man from Caledonia, whose voice died in their throat once his eyes landed on Shrike, who entered the throne room to steal a glance at Percival. The Jungle Fae was amused by the speechless man, while Aurora reassured him that the creatures of the Moors didn’t mean any arm.
They were surprised by his respond, to say the least. This wasn’t the first time he saw a Fae, in fact, where he’s from it’s a familiar view when dealing with the royal family of Caledonia. Their Guardian was a Dark Fae, who was found as an abandoned child during a hunt and brought to the castle. Instead of sentence the Fae to death, they were accepted into the royal family and grew up with the children of the King and Queen.
Maleficents stomach turned into a knot, it reminded her of her own fate. Her parents killed by humans when she wasn’t even one year old, left alone in the Moors, not knowing where she belonged to. Pixies, Fairies and Faes a alike muttered exited with one another and the chaos of voices caused Maleficents head to hurt.
“Where is this Caledonia?”, she raised her voice, satisfied with the result that the inhabitants of the Moors grew silent while her forest green eyes rested on Aurora.
“It’s a three day journey with the carriage.”, the Princess answered honestly, but knitted her eyebrows in a wave of frustration when he listened to her Fairy Godmothers outright laughter.
“I want to meet them, too.”, Aurora made it clear as she crossed her arms in front of her chest, not noticing Borra who walked over to them and stepped right next to his Queen.
“We could fly there and be back before nighttime, Majesty.”, he pointed out with a smirk on his face, causing the human Princess to groan in annoyance.
“We can’t just go there and steal the Guardian of a Kingdom.”, the familiar voice of Diaval reached their ears as he stood next to Aurora within a heartbeat. Now, Maleficent, was the one to groan quietly. The three of them acted sometimes like their inner voices. Pure, good and evil.
If the Dark Fae would ever find a way to bring the ones that are lost since a long time, Conall would blend in perfectly.
The Queen of the Moors listened with half an ear to the bickering of of her closest friends and advisors, her mind was racing with her own thoughts on how to process with the current situation. Maleficent remembered only to well how overwhelmed she felt when she woke up in the underground cavern, meeting fairies just like herself for the first time.
“Enough. We will send a messenger to Caledonia with a letter, explaining everything and inviting them to Ulstead.”
“Why not the Moors?”, Borra grunted disapprovingly, bitterness written all over his face when Maleficent glanced over to him from the corner of her eyes.
“It’s neutral. At least more neutral then the Moors. Also, it gives them a choice. If we would rush and invade their live unannounced, without permission, this could backfire.”, Maleficent explained her trail of thoughts, and only a split second afterwards, the four of them began to shape a live changing letter.
Anyone else kind of pissed that we didn't get to meet Vaughan?
Like why have 6 members of the cadre when one gets killed off mere pages after actually meeting him and the other is mentioned a couple times in passing?
This just really bugged me but i loved the books and have a lot of feelings
