Never Content (PLOT)

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Root was the youngest and least experienced of the faerie knights, known for her towering self-confidence and somewhat...eccentric behavior. Eager to prove herself and serve her people, she patrolled The Queendom even when she was off-duty. She craved excitement and adventure, but she found none; all too often she would brandish her sword at suspiciously-shaking bushes only to find innocent little bunny rabbits nibbling on berries. But today, during her noon patrol, she would finally discover something exciting.

As she made her way toward the Queen's residence, she was surprised to find a small band of people gathered outside. Curious, she approached them, eager to catch what was being said.

"Down with the Queen![/i]" A plump male faerie boomed.

Root nearly toppled over in surprise; that was the last thing she ever thought she'd hear! After the generous but firm Minerva Corrigan freed her people from the tyrannical rule of the last Queen, her people should be singing her praises, not rallying against her! She slowly, stealthily blended in with the crowd, seeking to find out just what this 'Down with the Queen' business was all about.

At the front of the group stood the leader, a pink-haired faerie who Root knew as Rosemary. Rosemary, a faerie knight was leading this slandering of the Queen! Rosemary, one of the Queen's most loyal, stood among civillians wearing full armor, her hand on the hilt of her sword, speaking of rebellion!

"Do you want to be slave to a lazy, selfish Queen?" Rosemary demanded. "NO!" Her lackeys boomed, pumping their fists into the air. "Since Minerva Corrigan took the throne, she has done nothing to help our nation prosper!" She continued, to which she was greeted with "SHE MUST BE STOPPED!" and "What kind of Queen is she?!"

Root was horrified. "Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no, no, no!" The rookie knight muttered under her breath, backing away from the crowd so quickly that she tripped over her own two feet and landed on her rear. "Owie..." She groaned, rubbing her bruised behind before quickly bouncing to her feet. She had to get to Minerva or Cerridwen or someone fast! There were rogue knights staging an uprising, hands on swords, with civillians near by! Children could be hurt!

"This is noottt good!" She sprouted her wings and flew into the royal residence, desperately looking for someone with higher authority than herself. She couldn't stop this mess on her own! Where was the Head of the Faerie Knights?!

On vacation. The new Head was away on leave. "Oh, faerie dust!" Now what was she to do?! Oh, if only Riana had stayed!

The crowd outside was getting so rowdy that she could hear them shouting even through the walls:

"How dare you speak ill of Queen Minerva!"

"She is nothing but a mortal-lover!"

"I heard her mother was a mortal!"

"I'd like to see you do a better job!"

"She's not fit to rule!"

"How could you say this? We've never known such a time of peace!"

"Queen Minerva restored honor to our name!"

"Lady Violetta will make a fine ruler!"

"Where is your Lady Violetta? Let her speak for herself!"

Faerie dust, faerie dust, faerie dust, faerie dust, faerie dust! Root thought to herself, slamming open doors only to find empty rooms. "M-minerva! I-I mean, Queen Minerva! Miss Cerridwen! Corrigan! Someone?! Help!" She shouted, panicking.

This was not the kind of excitement she was looking for!

[Minerva Corrigan]

Minerva walked patiently towards the protesters. She was not planning dealing with Root. She heard her shouting, but Minerva did not shout back. Queen's never shout. Gliding forward, Minerva came into view and looked out at the crowd. This was ridiculous.Minerva would not stand for this, but she did have a plan. She would fix this.

Ignoring Root's calls, Minerva looked out at the crowd in front of her. If this is what they really wanted...then so be it.

"Silence" Minerva said, regarding the crowd coldly. They doubted her. Why did they? She had been out all winter, working to keep it in balance. Lets see THEM work to keep the seasons in balance. Ha. That would ruin the world. The mortal race would all be dead before they could even say Fae's exist?

She waited for them to grow quiet. If they doubted her fine, but she wouldn't let this kingdom go straight to hell. Minerva would propose a compromise.

"I will step down." Minerva stated finally not waiting for them to stop shouting obscene things. "I will step down and let this Lady Violetta step in. For a month, she can rule, and we shall see how she works. If that is what the fae want, then the fae shall get just that." Minerva stated simply. "Lady Violetta should come speak for herself though." Minerva said, the name leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. Who was this Lady Violetta anyways? Where had she come from?

Minerva stepped back and waited. Had she been heard? Or were they just going to kill her?

To be honest, a month of vacation sounded lovely.After a long hard winter, Minerva really wouldn't mind the break. The fae community would get what they wanted, and Minerva would get a break. If this Lady Violetta really, honestly did do a better job than her...then maybe it was for the best.

Minerva waited patiently, her cold, blue eyes searching the crowd, not showing any sort of emotion at all. Minerva never was one for emotion.

[Xavier Yorston]

For the first time she had found her supposed birthplace, Xavier came to find it in an uproar. She had no idea who any of these people were, or what her part in all of this was, but she knew that she was involved somehow.

She took her spot in the crowd and looked up as the Queen addressed her subjects. There was something eerily similar about her and yet she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Though she was jarred from her thoughts as another crowd attendent slammed into her without regard.

Xavier pushed through the crowd to a less occupied place, though she made sure she could still see Minerva. A look of pure confusion with a slight hint of frustration crossed her face as she searched her mind for answers to the many questions she had.

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"DOWN WITH THE QUEEN! DOWN WITH THE QUEEN!" The rebels began to chant, raising their fists and their weapons to the air.

The crowd did not quiet with Minerva's appearance; if anything, they became even more rowdy.

The Queen's supporters became even more incensed. "Hold your tongue! Her Majesty stands before us!" A faerie woman shouted as she rocked a baby in her arms. "I should kill you for your insolence!" A young male shouted.

The crowd was on the verge of brawling, and Minerva's demand for silence came just in time.

An older faerie knight respectfully lowered the sword he threatened to pierce Rosemary with. "I will hear Her Majesty's wisdom. I will deal with you later." He told them, keeping his sword out and at the ready, should the rebels ignore their Queen's wishes.

"Stand down!" Rosemary called to her cronies, who reluctantly lowered their weapons. "We will hear what this fool Queen has to say."

All went quiet, save Root's continued shouts of "Your Highnessss!" The poor faerie realized all too late that the Queen was already dealing with the crowd. "O-oh my...oh...um, faerie dust." She mumbled, flushing beet red. She flew back into the crowd with her hands over her face; she didn't want anyone to know it was she who spoke out of turn.

Minerva told the crowd that she would step down from the throne, and they immediately went wild. Her supporters gasped and clapping their hands to their mouths; they were devastated.

"No, your Highness!"

"Your Majesty!"

They shouted, pleadingly. Rosemary and her comrades wore triumphant smirks.

"Our Lady Violetta does not deal with commoners." Rosemary informed. "She will emerge just in time to take her rightful place...and cast you down where you belong!"

"No! I won't stand for this!" A slim redhead shouted, throwing herself at one of Rosemary's cronies. She was quickly slain; the rebels were heavily armed, where the civilians had nothing.

"In the name of the Queen!" The young male shouted, causing roots to burst from the ground and wrap around two rebels.

Rosemary snickered and gave the order for her supporters to attack,but she held back. "Death to the Queen and her idiot followers! Long live Lady Violetta!"

"Nooooo!" Root gasped, quickly recovering from her embarrassment; there were more important things at stake here than her reputation! Innocent, unarmed civilians were in danger! Children! She drew her sword and clumsily blocked a strike meant for Xavier.