High Tarxan Nation, New Tarxa, High Elven Ville, Tarxan Palace.
First Year Of God, First Day, First Five Days, First Month.
The celebration in the palace has ended. With all the alcohol and narcos products the first-class citizen took, they were fast asleep. Some could say that a lot of them were nude as if they were doing something indecent the entire day. However, they were all done in private quarters. Under the rising sun, a figure could be seen dashing towards the palace courtyards and into the palace itself.
"Your majesty! We have a problem!" an Elven male said.
The man was banging the entrance to the room where the celebrations took place. The banging sound made the occupants of the room wake up, which pissed them off to say. An elven female walked grumpily towards the doors and used a force magic to open it, which made the Elven male from the other side to be thrown off and landed on the heavy stone just outside.
"What's the ruckus all about? Can't you see we are all busy!" the Elven female said.
The Elven male looked up towards the Elven female and then smirked.
"Oh, what could have been keeping you occupied" The Elven male said as he scanned the body of the Elven female from the top to the bottom.
Upon looking at herself, she was utterly flustered and once again used magic to slap the hell out of the Elven male.
"Who gave you the right to look!" The Elven female said
"Ouch! Ouch! My gracious lady, please have mercy on me! I need to talk to her majesty! This is of utmost importance, as the court magicians had told me!" the Elven male said.
As the Elven female heard the word court magicians, she immediately understood that's something was definitely wrong, and so she tidied herself up and fixed her "clothes." Which seemed more like a bathroom robe, so as to say.
"Are you looking for me?" A gracious Elven Female with big and sophisticated heavy guns came into view and said.
The Elven female was fully clothed and was giving off the aura of a royalty. It looked more like the Female Elven that recently arrived is the only one who is sane and had morals. The Elven male immediately looked down and answered and was cowering in fear.
"Yes, your majesty!"
"Did the court magicians finally find a suitable husband for me?" The Elven royalty said.
"N-no, your majesty, the court magicians think it has something to do with the blessings of the gods and goddesses at every start of the new millennium. They think that they had found something great for our nation." The Elven male said.
"Alright, young boy, lead the way!"
"At once, your Majesty." The Elven male said.
The royalty and the Elven male then immediately headed off towards the court magicians, where they seclude themselves for their research on magic or the supernatural.
While they were walking towards the court magicians, the Elven male, keeps on taking quick glances towards the royalty as he thought of something perverted.
"Boy, if you keep looking at me with an indecent look, I'd have your head cut off!"
"I apologise, your majesty, I was just taken in by your beauty," The Elven male said
"Hmph! Such pathetic words could never woo me." The Elven female said.
'Hmph! This woman dares to talk to me like that? If she weren't royalty, I would have done it with her long ago! This conservative queen doesn't deserve to lead us! What a wench should just follow us men as we are far more superior! Just you wait, you little whore, and you'll be disgraced in front of the public for all eyes to see, soon, you just have to screw up one time, and the discontent among the first-class citizens and the aristocrats will reach a boiling point. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA,' The Elven male thought to himself.
They were already walking for about a few minutes, and when they arrived at the court where the court magicians were. They immediately entered, to which the Elven male proceeded to leave with a smirk on his face as he glance towards the back of the queen, looking like a wolf in a sheep's clothing.
"Your majesty, you have finally arrived!" The court magicians said with a displeased look at their faces.
'She must be the one causing the poor fortunes and blessings that recently arrived towards us. A fucking wench indeed, however it is also good so that we could use it as a justification to remove her and "enjoy" her. She will utterly deserve it, as she goes on and on and praises the idea of equality with the third-rate citizens. Such weakness will lead to the downfall of our civilisation, no matter what happens, the strong will rule over the weak, unfortunately she belongs to the latter and such must be eliminated, if she weren't only being protected by her father's wishes, the former king. and the goddess curse on to the royal family, then there wouldn't be any problem disposing of her.' A court magician thought to himself.
"So? What is the problem?" The Elven Queen said.
"Your majesty, it seemed like the colour that was given by the magic crystal gives off the colour red. Furthermore, it means either chaos or rebirth. However, we shouldn't be too negative. It seemed like the country will be born anew under your reign." The court magicians used flattery.
"Hmph! Talk properly, court magician, or your head might get cut off!" The Elven queen said.
'Preposterous, this wench should be grateful for receiving such a compliment. Nobody wanted her reign! They all want her body! I am sure this colour red means the rebirth of our nation, not under her reign, but under her brother Acheron! The whore could never lead us to greatness!'
"So? What's the actual problem?" The Elven queen said.
"Your majesty it seemed like there was an anomaly not too far nor too near our land. A great storm formed, and it seemed like there could be great riches there! I suggest we should observe it near it, so that when it disappeared we could all take the riches inside it immediately!"
The Elven queen looked unsure, as these anomalies could range from bad luck to real riches when a new millennium starts. However, she needs to gain a proper foothold on her nation so that she could reform it to her beliefs.
Unfortunately for her, depending on her decisions or her choices that would befall her, it would either be a blessing or a curse.