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The Visitor from the Peri Court (Part 2)
Jun. 5th, 2016 04:56 pmTitle: The Visitor from the Peri Court (Part 2)
Fandom: Original (Oghan-Duir/FFQP)
Characters: Princess Endora, Queen Taralen, Dionne, Prince Hareem
Author: sidhe_faerie
Rating: PG
Length: 924
Content notes: 20. Sticky, mentions past character death.
Summary: Princess Endora and Queen Taralen make a decision to avoid a stick situation.
The Visitor from the Peri Court (Part 2)
Princess Endora walked into the royal dining room and curtseyed to her grandmother. “Majesty.”
“Good! You’re here early.” Queen Taralen poured a goblet of moon melon punch and handed it to her granddaughter. “I wanted to make sure that we were on the same page.”
“Same page about what?” Endora took the goblet and sipped.
“The Prince is here for an alliance and since marriage is off the table for now, there must be some sort of treaty.” Taralen walked over and sat down at the head of the table. “However, there is a problem. the Jin have allied themselves with the Unseelie Court. If we ally with the Peri it could make us a target as well.”
“I see.” Endora sat down. “This is a sticky situation. How do we help the Peri without officially helping the Peri? Grandmother, have you told the Prince that marriage is off the table yet?”
“No. I want you to do that.” Taralen reached out and brushed a perfect curl from her granddaughters face. “You have to be the one to reject him. Explain the circumstances of your situation to him or not but it must be clear to him that a marriage to you will not happen. Unless…”
“No!” Endora shook her head. “Grandmother, I am always armed and he is rude. Just so you know, if he starts winking at me I will draw blood.”
Taralen laughed out loud. “That would be an apology letter I would love to read.”
“What choice do I have?” Endora chuckled. “We don’t have a fountain to push him into.”
Taralen took a breath to collect herself. “Speaking of Midsummer Court, if I remember correctly, they have plenty of daughters that need husbands.”
“Yes, they do but no army to speak of.” Endora frowned. “King Oberon isn’t that interested in keeping an army. Midsummer doesn’t even have a proper training ground. Hareem’s here for our army. Marriage to me would be just a bonus.”
“How would you handle this?” Taralen asked.
“If I were Queen?” Endora thought for a moment. “I would give them non-military aid. They would receive food and medicines but no weapons or troops. The last thing that we need is to be on the wrong side of the Unseelie Court. Their military is larger than ours but, I would say, not as well trained.”
“They don’t have you for a task master.” Taralen raised her goblet to toast Endora. “Of all the Fae Courts, we have the best trained military and that is due to you.”
Endora blushed. “We are isolated here on Ogham-Duir. It’s a necessity.”
There was a knock on the door and a guard opened the door. Taralen and Endora looked up to see who was entering.
Prince Hareem smiled when he saw them both seated at the table. He bowed. “Your Majesty. Your Highness.”
Taralen slipped back into ‘queen mode’. “Take a seat Prince Hareem. We were discussing your request for assistance.”
The Prince came over and sat down quickly. He gazed at Endora with fascination. The look was nearly a leer. “What have you decided, Queen Taralen?”
“We have decided nothing as of yet.” Taralen saw the Prince looking at Endora. Her granddaughter was beautiful in her modest white gown and perfectly curled platinum tresses but the way the prince was looking at her made her angry. “I’m afraid the decision that I am considering will not be to your liking.”
Prince Hareem looked at Taralen and blinked in surprise. “Your Majesty, my people need assistance. We are in dire circumstances. Has the Crown Princess weighted in on this as well? I have noticed that she has been absent since my arrival.”
“My daughter will do what I say.” Taralen glanced at Endora. Princess Cara had left Court months ago. “She is away from Court handling family business.”
“So she is at the Northern Court? Surly, this is important enough to call her back.” Prince Hareem started to sound disparate. “I would think that she would want to be consulted about a marriage for her daughter.”
Taralen looked at Endora. This moment would be a test of Endora’s diplomatic skills.
“I am not available for marriage, Your Highness.” Endora said quietly. “I am in a period of mourning.”
Prince Hareem looked at Taralen. “An alliance is crucial to the survival of my people. Marriage is the traditional way to forge an alliance between Courts.”
“Still, it is my right to decline.” Endora said firmly.
“You are her Queen! Command her to submit to the marriage!” Prince Hareem demanded.
“I will not.” Taralen held firm. She waved to the servants waiting to serve the meal. “We can start treaty negotiations in the morning after you have had time to collect your thoughts.”
“Your Majesty, we will perish without your army and support.” Prince Hareem looked like he was going to faint. “This will not be acceptable to my Queen.
“Prince Hareem, maybe you should speak to your Queen. I offer you my assistance to contact her through a gazing bowl.” Endora offered.
“We don’t use water to communicate. Our lands are desert. That is why we sent the messenger.” Prince Hareem told them. “We use embers.”
“Very well. I know that spell as well.” Endora glanced at Taralen. “I have experience with using fire to communicate.”
Prince Hareem looked doubtful but he had no choice but to accept. “Thank you, Your Highness. I would be honored to accept your assistance.”
The servants started to serve the meal.
The Prince fell silent.
Fandom: Original (Oghan-Duir/FFQP)
Characters: Princess Endora, Queen Taralen, Dionne, Prince Hareem
Author: sidhe_faerie
Rating: PG
Length: 924
Content notes: 20. Sticky, mentions past character death.
Summary: Princess Endora and Queen Taralen make a decision to avoid a stick situation.
The Visitor from the Peri Court (Part 2)
Princess Endora walked into the royal dining room and curtseyed to her grandmother. “Majesty.”
“Good! You’re here early.” Queen Taralen poured a goblet of moon melon punch and handed it to her granddaughter. “I wanted to make sure that we were on the same page.”
“Same page about what?” Endora took the goblet and sipped.
“The Prince is here for an alliance and since marriage is off the table for now, there must be some sort of treaty.” Taralen walked over and sat down at the head of the table. “However, there is a problem. the Jin have allied themselves with the Unseelie Court. If we ally with the Peri it could make us a target as well.”
“I see.” Endora sat down. “This is a sticky situation. How do we help the Peri without officially helping the Peri? Grandmother, have you told the Prince that marriage is off the table yet?”
“No. I want you to do that.” Taralen reached out and brushed a perfect curl from her granddaughters face. “You have to be the one to reject him. Explain the circumstances of your situation to him or not but it must be clear to him that a marriage to you will not happen. Unless…”
“No!” Endora shook her head. “Grandmother, I am always armed and he is rude. Just so you know, if he starts winking at me I will draw blood.”
Taralen laughed out loud. “That would be an apology letter I would love to read.”
“What choice do I have?” Endora chuckled. “We don’t have a fountain to push him into.”
Taralen took a breath to collect herself. “Speaking of Midsummer Court, if I remember correctly, they have plenty of daughters that need husbands.”
“Yes, they do but no army to speak of.” Endora frowned. “King Oberon isn’t that interested in keeping an army. Midsummer doesn’t even have a proper training ground. Hareem’s here for our army. Marriage to me would be just a bonus.”
“How would you handle this?” Taralen asked.
“If I were Queen?” Endora thought for a moment. “I would give them non-military aid. They would receive food and medicines but no weapons or troops. The last thing that we need is to be on the wrong side of the Unseelie Court. Their military is larger than ours but, I would say, not as well trained.”
“They don’t have you for a task master.” Taralen raised her goblet to toast Endora. “Of all the Fae Courts, we have the best trained military and that is due to you.”
Endora blushed. “We are isolated here on Ogham-Duir. It’s a necessity.”
There was a knock on the door and a guard opened the door. Taralen and Endora looked up to see who was entering.
Prince Hareem smiled when he saw them both seated at the table. He bowed. “Your Majesty. Your Highness.”
Taralen slipped back into ‘queen mode’. “Take a seat Prince Hareem. We were discussing your request for assistance.”
The Prince came over and sat down quickly. He gazed at Endora with fascination. The look was nearly a leer. “What have you decided, Queen Taralen?”
“We have decided nothing as of yet.” Taralen saw the Prince looking at Endora. Her granddaughter was beautiful in her modest white gown and perfectly curled platinum tresses but the way the prince was looking at her made her angry. “I’m afraid the decision that I am considering will not be to your liking.”
Prince Hareem looked at Taralen and blinked in surprise. “Your Majesty, my people need assistance. We are in dire circumstances. Has the Crown Princess weighted in on this as well? I have noticed that she has been absent since my arrival.”
“My daughter will do what I say.” Taralen glanced at Endora. Princess Cara had left Court months ago. “She is away from Court handling family business.”
“So she is at the Northern Court? Surly, this is important enough to call her back.” Prince Hareem started to sound disparate. “I would think that she would want to be consulted about a marriage for her daughter.”
Taralen looked at Endora. This moment would be a test of Endora’s diplomatic skills.
“I am not available for marriage, Your Highness.” Endora said quietly. “I am in a period of mourning.”
Prince Hareem looked at Taralen. “An alliance is crucial to the survival of my people. Marriage is the traditional way to forge an alliance between Courts.”
“Still, it is my right to decline.” Endora said firmly.
“You are her Queen! Command her to submit to the marriage!” Prince Hareem demanded.
“I will not.” Taralen held firm. She waved to the servants waiting to serve the meal. “We can start treaty negotiations in the morning after you have had time to collect your thoughts.”
“Your Majesty, we will perish without your army and support.” Prince Hareem looked like he was going to faint. “This will not be acceptable to my Queen.
“Prince Hareem, maybe you should speak to your Queen. I offer you my assistance to contact her through a gazing bowl.” Endora offered.
“We don’t use water to communicate. Our lands are desert. That is why we sent the messenger.” Prince Hareem told them. “We use embers.”
“Very well. I know that spell as well.” Endora glanced at Taralen. “I have experience with using fire to communicate.”
Prince Hareem looked doubtful but he had no choice but to accept. “Thank you, Your Highness. I would be honored to accept your assistance.”
The servants started to serve the meal.
The Prince fell silent.