Queen of the Wyldewood
The day Fayiallian Skyth'Amor was born, all the rulers of the Nevernever attended. Her parents weren't important, they didn't have any deals with the leaders, so you might be wondering why they were there. You see—one was from Summer, the other was from Iron. Oberon was about to ban the couple before Meagan stepped. "After all," She said. "Their baby will belong partly to my kingdom." Mab was there because something unprecedented was about to happen. Neither realm would take the babe fully, but neither would fully relinquish their claim on her. Finally, Mab came up with a compromise, also establishing a bit of a claim on the babe herself.
"Given the stressed relationship between the realms at the Wyldewood, what if we established a realm there?" Oberon gave her a quick glance, his eyes narrowed.
"What exactly are you proposing?"
"I'm proposing we make the child Queen of the Wyldewood. Her parents can govern for her until she reaches 16."
Meagan speaks up cautiously, "We've never tried that before, or succeeded. The inhabitants might not take well to being forced under a ruler."
Mab and Oberon waved away her comment.
"Are you sure this is the best course of action?"
"Unless you would banish her."
Meagan shook her head. "I'm not letting that happen, especially to a baby."
"Then it's settled." Mab let a small smile enter her expression. Oberon sighed and waved the rulers in. Each put a hand on Fay's forehead. "By the power vested in me, Queen Mab of the Unseelie Court, I pronounce this child ruler of the Wyldewood, but in name only until she reaches the age of 16." Oberon and Meagan repeated the phrase with their name, and three jets of light—silver, blue, and green marked her forehead. A purple flower marked Queen Fay's brow as she gained a kingdom for her birthday.