"Then would that be all?" Inquired the former king Dagda. He and his son-in-law conducted conversations from time to time when changes arose in the country. Or just when it was about Marianne.
Since Bog married this fairy, he could already say that his life turned to better one. Well, it doesn't seem to be really bad before, except for a few little things. Of course now everything wasn't perfect also, but he could ignore it because he has a woman who loved him.
"I guess so." He replied and wanted to say good-bye, but someone nearby crashed audibly a door shut. The sound echoed a little in the hall, where he was standing with the older fairy. He looked questioningly at his counterpart. Than who was it allowed to behave like this? But then it came to him who was acting so spirited there.
"You should just ignore that. Dawn is probably struggling with her boyfriend." Was mediated to him with reserved hand. As it turned out, the fairies' father still wasn't so fond of the choice the younger daughter did with her partner.
But Bog doesn't care much, than the old king also needed a while to get used to him as his son-in-law. The only thing that made the thing look better for the older fairy was that their kingdoms got united when he married Marianne.
"Shall I talk to her?" Since his wife was still doing some duties as a ruler, he could still stay here. He also liked Dawn like his own little sister, but he could never pronounce it aloud.
At first he was stunned looked at for what he had just said, but then the fairy shrugged his shoulders.
"If you want." Then he turned around.
"I'm in my office, if you want anything else from me." Bog doesn't get around to roll with his eyes as no one looked. Than his father-in-law should finally just enjoy his retirement. After all, he was the regent of the country now. And with such a clever and beautiful queen by his side, in his eyes there couldn't go wrong anything in the future. Of course, there was always a bit of anger here and there, because some couldn't or don't want to endure the peace between the countries. But they saw it beforehand, and they knew how to deal with it.
"She seems sad." Informed him Stuff when he arrived at Dawn's room door.
"Not even fresh flowers cheered her up." The plants that Thang had with him weren't really fresh. But how goes the saying, it is the thought that counts.
Bog shortly thought about what maybe was waiting for him in there. Than even if his wife was a fairy, he doesn't really have much experience with problems of these. Even with Marianne, he still behaved a little awkwardly. When he thought about their first quarrel, he quickly shook his head. He shouldn't think about how idiotic he was. Now he should just try to cheer up the younger fairy a little. Careful, he knocked at the door.
"Please father, go away!" He heard her weeping voice and it hurt him a little that the fairy apparently felt so bad. He hoped only that the elf, who was responsible for it, wouldn't run into him today. Otherwise he would throw some unfriendly things to his head. Dawn was born as a princess, but she never behaved superiorly and possessed a charming character. She even managed to get along with his mother.
"It's me, Bog. Bog King." A moment of silence followed, watching only his companions. But they certainly don't know what to do here.
"You can come in." Then he finally heard and opened the door. His entourage was about to enter too, but he instructed them to wait in the corridor. Bog found Stuff and Thang sometimes helpful, but in a serious or encouraging conversation they wouldn't be.
Dawn stood at the window, wiping her face dry. Still, he could see that she had been crying. Her otherwise shining eyes were now reddened by all the tears. She gave him a faint smile, but he waved it off. If she was pretending with the others as if she was doing well, with him she doesn't have to do this.
From one moment to another, she flew across the room towards him and put her arms around him. Actually, he still doesn't really feel so good about comforting and dealing with such feelings, but he should have thought about that before. So Bog stroked the blonde fairy's head a little, so that this calmed down.
"My father is so unfair!" She complained as water ran down her cheeks. At the same time the fairy was angry.
"He forbids me the simplest things and only because I am a princess!" She continued to scold and leaned her forehead against his upper body. The taller one sighed softly, knowing what would happen next. Dawn sniffed scarcely hearable, then looked up into his face. With sad and begging eyes, she blinked at him.
"Can't you maybe talk to him?" He really doesn't want to interfere with family affairs. His own was sometimes complicated enough. And with this he meant to keep his mother from teaching his wife subtly that she wants grandchildren.
It wasn't that he wouldn't be happy about children, but he doesn't want to push Marianne to anything. They also belonged to different species and this topic always seemed a little difficult. If it were only for him, then he could live happily ever after. Than not so long ago he still thought that there would be no one who could understand him, let alone love him.
"All right, Boggy Woggy." A bit offended she took an distance from him and flew back to the window with her arms crossed. She only used the nickname to tease him. Dawn himself doesn't know how something like that could bubble out of her. Perhaps the lovepotion also made a little crazy. But that was a long time ago. Besides, a much more serious problem was waiting for her. Unfortunately, it has also to do with love.
"Perhaps it would be better if you first enlighten me, what exactly is going on." She sighed and then nodded. It was probable that her present guest was right with the explanation.
"It's been ages since you married my sister and since that day, she's been reigning with you the country." Her opposite was patiently waiting for more words. Apparently, she had to reveal everything. Why couldn't anyone ever understand her? Even Marianne told her she was just a little confused. But she felt as clear in her head as never before.
"Father wasn't so attentive with you two. He was probably happy that his eldest daughter had finally chosen someone and that's why he let a few things go through." Unfortunately, Dawn's words doesn't make the gloomy king smarter.
"Doesn't your father allows you to visit your friend?" He couldn't imagine that. Also to him was the blond fairy someone who secretly sneaked out when something was forbidden. At least his wife told him some stories.
"Visiting is fine. As long as I don't embrace or kiss him. Being with him at night isn't at all questionable, and only because I am the daughter of a king. It's out of place to live out his love so openly before the wedding." Now it clicked in Bog's head and he really believed that he was the wrong conversation partner for the topic. Of course he understood the young fairy very well. She wanted to be together with the person she was in love with and doesn't only want to express her feelings with words. But if he was honest now, he could tell her that Marianne and he had really been waiting for the wedding night before they slept with each other. Of course, it was sometimes difficult to wait. Not that he wanted to get over with it, but because it was always said that the first time might be strange. He doesn't want to think about how nervous he could still be when she stood before him. Dressed with a touch of nothingness.
This happened before the association ceremony. It wasn't even planned when he saw her for the first time. On that day they had a disagreement about how goblins and fairies should live together in harmony at all. Marianne told him a little harshly in the face, that his side had to be simply nicer. But the people on her side weren't also always good from birth. This Roland was the best example for it.
So it was that they don't talked to each other for some time. But of course his mother had to annoy him until he apologized to the princess. Which of course he doesn't really wanted. Somewhere he also had his pride.
But there was never really a conversation about who had to apologize. Than first, he walked already with a very bad mood to the fairy's room and secondly, he forgot everything when he entered the room without knocking. The door slammed back into the lock because he has opened it with such force, but for a moment that was the only thing you heard.
She just stood there, unclothed and looking at him in shock. Apparently she was about to take a bath. Although she hurriedly set herself in the water, so something spilled over the edge of the bathtub, it wasn't any use at all. When Bog finally realized that he was staring at her, he turned away ashamed.
"I didn't mean... Forgive me.." He wanted to get out of this room quickly, but then he heard her voice finally.
"Please wait. I mean, sooner or later you'll see me anyway. So why not now?" He wouldn't have expected that at the moment from Marianne, but she rarely did what you asked of her. That's also why Bog loved her.
"You can turn around again." He felt that the air was getting too dry, so his throat felt like this as he swallowed and then cleared it.
"Not that I would complain, but isn't that a thing which a princess shouldn't do." The grin that appeared on her face as he went to her again turned him a little on. It was like a promise for more, but at the same time you don't know what could happen. For a while they only looked into each others eyes. Also because he doesn't dare to go too close and then scare her. Because the whole thing came a little suddenly and that for them both.
"I was only wondering if you could find me beautiful at all." Said the brown-haired fairy with her arms crossed and looked a bit depressed into the water. He somehow just watched her out of the corner of his eye because he had to pretend that everything else in the room was more interesting.
"Because before you found other ladies attractive and I'm not.."
"What was once before, doesn't matter anymore. Of course I find you attractive. Actually very much." He interrupted her, because he doesn't want her to be further distressed. Beforehand he doesn't even know that this occupied her at all. She always looked so brave and so he never thought that his lover could have such doubts.
Bog heard the water dabble, probably because she got up, but luckily she put her wings around her.
"Then you can look at me." He did it because he thought she was going to say covered. But when Bog fully turned his eyes to her again, she opened her wet wings and swung them open. A slight red glow could be seen on her cheeks, but she still looked at him a little challenging.
"You're so beautiful." It just came from his mouth without that he thought about it before. However, Bog himself found it not so important anymore when this sentence conjured a smile on Marianne's face.
"Hello? Earth to Bog!" He shook his head to ban the past.
"Do you see? I would like to have such memories as well to think of them when Sunny isn't near me."
"I wasn't thinking of your.." But the fairy quickly interrupted him and showed angry with her fingers on him.
"Don't try to lie to me! I know when you two think of each other. Marianne then has also such a longing look on her face." A little desperate she left him then and threw herself on the chair before her table with the large mirror.
"Maybe Sunny doesn't love me anymore."
"What gives you that idea?" Bog doesn't met anyone before who was more after a girl than the little elf. He hoped his courting around Marianne wasn't so ridiculous and cheesy. She sniffed again, and he handed her a handkerchief which lay before her on the table.
"Even when we have time for each other, he always seems distracted. As if he'd rather be somewhere else than with me." She sniffed and began to cry again. She doesn't want to be so miserable in front of Bog, but it just broke out of her. So she buried her face in her hands and hoped that this feeling of abandonment and the pain in her chest would finally ease.
The present king could also think of nothing better as to strike her back soothingly. He was always careful, because he doesn't want to scratch her by accident. Dawn, unlike his wife, sometimes looked so in need of protection. He knew that this fairy could also fight, even if only with words. Just when Bog wanted to say something, the door of the princess's room opened.
"So that you're doing behind my back. Making my sister cry." Marianne said, with arms crossed. She also brought Thang and Stuff into the room.
"You should be ashamed." Of course, the two smaller goblins had to interfere. The older fairy looked angry and the king took a little distance with his hands raised, not wanting to aggravate the situation. With a last look at him, the brown-haired turned to Dawn, squatting before her.
"What did the evil Kingy Wingy do to you?" Bog rolled his eyes a bit annoyed. For a moment, he really thought his wife was mad at him. The blonde fairy giggled a little.
"He tried to cheer me up, but failed miserably." She explained, wiping her tears away again.
"Don't blame him. He just needs some more lessons in it." The younger one laughed again, but she fell silent as she looked at her sister properly.
"Marianne, you're so pale. Aren't you feeling well?" The king had noticed it this morning already, but he was told that this was sometimes the case with fairies.
"Just a light cold." When Dawn nodded and made her face fresh on a water bowl, Bog and Marianne looked at each other. This should probably say that they will talk about it later.
"But what's the matter with you? Father said you're on his nerves for a while." The female ruler wanted to distract attention.
"He is to blame if he forbids me to meet with Sunny. But maybe he just means it good and knows that Sunny doesn't have feelings for me anymore."
"What? How can you say that? Of course he still loves you. He probably just got a lot to do. You know, all the non-royal people have to work to earn their bread." Dawn put her hands indignant on her hip and stared at her sister.
"What if I want to help him? At some point, I'll have to be able to do all the simple things when I want to live with him." Marianne flew joyful once around her sister when she heard that.
"Does that mean you would like to marry him one day?" She asked curiously and Bog wondered a bit, because apparently the older fairy seemed to know a little more about the whole thing.
"Of course. I'd like nothing better than to do this. But as it looks, he will never ask me. I mean, it's not that we have to prepare everything right away, but he could have talked to me about it." At the end of this sentence, the blonde fairy was again quieter and Marianne put an arm around her.
"Hey, he's probably just waiting for the perfect moment." The king nodded approvingly when he was looked at.
"Besides, he certainly doesn't want the same thing to happen as with us." Sometimes the brown-haired couldn't stop herself from teasing her man.
"What does that mean?" The tallest in the room was now a little offended. Of course, his proposal had to go wrong, because luck never meant it good with him. But the main thing was for him anyway, that she only said yes. Even if it doesn't happen until she stopped laughing. With the romantic things, he should really stop taking advice's from his mother. Yes, she was also a woman and she meant it only well, but she always missed the taste of his beloved. What made their first engagements a little strange. He simply thought that a fairy wouldn't like it if he was only himself. Until she mentioned it not quite so tactfully that she loved him exactly for this. Bog sometimes found it strange that such simple words made him so happy.
He looked at the two sisters now. Or to be exact, he looked in Marianne's direction. He hoped that his fairy had really only caught a cold. This color in her face, almost resembled his skin. He was not a medical doctor, but that really couldn't be healthy.
A loud sound from outside drew his attention to the window. The two fairies also interrupted their conversation.
"My lord, this is the signal of the goblins." Stuff reminded the ruler.
"I think we hear it because something happened." Added Thang, because he wanted to make sure everyone knew this.
"Of course, something happened. Otherwise the warning signal would be pointless." With this, Stuff pushed her companion to the door and Bog followed the two immediately, because there was rarely anger here that goblins had to use warning calls.
"Wait!" Marianne hastily flew over to her husband to accompany him. But this pushed her gently, but decisively back.
"No no. You'll be fine here and take care of your sister. "
"But what if.."
"You said yourself that you have caught a cold. It will do you good to relax for the rest of the day."
"Probably you're right." Later, the king had to make sure that a doctor looked after his wife. After all, this rarely gave in so easily. Still, she seemed now just like a toddler that was sent back to its room. Quickly he gave her a kiss on the forehead, than his entourage was making noise at the door.
"It's certainly nothing exciting. So I'll be back soon." Marianne nodded sympathetically and let her husband move away. Though reluctant, because she found it interesting to attend such things. Sometimes to learn more about goblins or simply because she liked to be in Bog's vicinity. No matter whether they talked to each other or were silent because everyone was doing their job. If he wasn't far away, she just felt comfortable. Of course she always tried to suppress this impulse, because she doesn't want to get on his nerves either. After all, he needed his free space here and there, and she doesn't want to be really too attached. Because even if they couldn't see each other all day, they were a couple and found themselves in the same bed at the latest in the evening. Even if they are arguing, they have always planned to do this. She doesn't want to be like these housewives who banish their husbands outside once they have a disagreement.
"Exactly the look I meant." Dawn buzzed before her and brought the brown-haired fairy out of her thoughts.
"What?" The blonde sighed and flew back to the window. She liked to sit there all day, because she got herself binoculars and could now observe some things. Sometimes she even saw Sunny. Either he was working on something with his friends or colleagues or took a break and had a bit fun. And without her.
Although she doesn't manage to look behind the house walls or trees with the device, she would have liked to know where the elf went, if he wasn't in the village or with her. Of course, he liked to walk around in the forest, but it seemed dangerous for her to do it alone. Just a few days ago, she inquired from Pier, where his friend was and he only replied that he doesn't know. It was so obvious that he gave her a lie, but she doesn't bother him more. Probably because she dooesn't want to hear the truth, that Sunny meets another woman.
She shook her head hurriedly. Because firstly she doesn't want to cry again and secondly the Elf doesn't have such a bad character as this Roland. Dawn still couldn't understand how her brother-in-law tolerated this guy in the country. Marianne, of course, found it amusing how this hung on the flying goblin. The sugar fairy said that the lovepotion could be lifted only by true feelings. But since Roland doesn't worshipped anyone as much as himself, he will probably be together forever with the goblingirl. It still fits in a way, the younger fairy thought. Still, they should have taken the guy away from here. After all, he was still so insidious and selfish. And because he mostly thought of himself, he would probably try again to snatch the crown. Bog meant that no one could be so stupid as to listen to the bloated guy, but it had all been there before. However, until now the royal family had done their business very well in the reign of the two countries, and that was why they don't care so much about it.
"Dawn, with the thing you look a bit like a voyeur." Told her sister, who stood for a while beside her at the window.
"I just look at the stars." Explained the younger princess, than otherwise she watched the life around the castle only when she was alone in here.
"Of course, it's the best when you do this when the sun is this high in the sky." There was a tease from the other fairy.
"Yes. You got me. But what am I going to do here all the time? Since you're married, I don't see you every day. If I can go out, Father always sends me a chaperon, so I don't do things with Sunny that weren't meant for an unmarried fairy." At the same time, she put quotation marks on the word 'things'.
"I could bribe the last guard, but the new one is true to our father. He's probably hoping for a promotion too, if he can give everything out he sees on the trip." The older woman understood how her sister felt, but she couldn't help it.
For a long time, of course, she had exchanged a word with her father and Sunny, than even though she was a queen, she doesn't ignored the little signs. But that Dawn now lingered in this situation had a reason. A little she found the rules of her father exaggerated, than this doesn't even acted like that with her. But she was sure that the whole thing wouldn't be long anymore.
In addition, it could be sooner or later that her sister might have finally enough of the games and then simply flew to the elf to face him. Until then, he should have finished his surprise. In her opinion, it could only be a few days. Than she visited Sunny earlier to ask if he still needed anything.
"Everything is getting better again. I just know that." Marianne added to the topic and it was the truth. She wanted to lay her hand on her sister's shoulder to underline her sentence. But abruptly her vision blurred and she missed her goal.
"Marianne?" The younger fairy supported the other immediately, when she saw that she was a little swayed.
"Are you sure you're only got a cold?" Dawn couldn't really imagine that. The female ruler was long before the coronation, always very healthy and rarely ill in the hard winter months. Now they were at the beginning of the golden autumn, and there was neither an icy wind nor a lot of rain. The season promised to be beautiful and pleasant. Nevertheless, her sister looked unhealthy.
"Yes. I feel better. As a queen it also happens that you must get together with stubborn advisers until the deep night. So I'm just missing some sleep." Then the brown-haired stood up again to show that she was all right. Dawn doesn't really believed that, but she also knew how stubborn her sister could be. And as long as they were together, not much could happen. So she did everything so Marianne got something warm to drink and a bite to eat.
In contrast to her expectation, the rest of the day doesn't happened much. Except that the queen got a message that her husband will not return for today. The blonde fairy could see that this doesn't please the other. But her sister only offered her the opportunity to make a woman's evening. Dawn forgot almost everything else since it was very rare since the coronation ceremony that they have times who they just simply were alone under sisters. Certainly, it should be good for her sister once again to be treated as a normal fairy. As ruler, this wasn't always easy to be regarded as equivalent by others. Just with such an imposing and intimidating king by the side. She herself found Bog not so frightening. You just need time to get to know him better.
"Do you think father wants that I wear mother's dress at the wedding?" Between eating sweets and trying out new outfits, it simply came out of the younger fairy.
"The reason I wasn't wearing it at my wedding is not because I didn't want too. I even tried it on when I thought about marrying Roland."
"But it wasn't your style." Dawn giggled, because she could imagine how Marianne would look like in this long white dress. But she herself doesn't know whether she was worthy to wear this fabric.
"Maybe we should ask him when it's time." Then the older one had to laugh, because the clothes her sister was wearing now looked very unfamiliar, if not silly. Too many colors on one spot, the sleeves too wide and the collar too long. The upper part wasn't even over the navel, which was not bad, because Dawn could show her belly. However, she was wearing only long dark boots and white underwear that just seemed so inappropriate.
"So if you want to seduce Sunny like this, then good luck." She said, laughing more and more. Because she could imagine the face of the elf. On the other hand, he wouldn't want to offend his beloved, but on the other hand it would be difficult for him to find a compliment.
"Just you wait." And already the first flower pillow flew through the room. It doesn't stop there, of course, but when the blond fairy saw herself in the mirror, she also laughed and got out of the top and the shoes again. Then she threw more pillows on her sister and a battle arose.
The fun of chaos lasted for a while. At least until someone knocked at the door, which had enough of it.
"Girls? It's getting late. So what's the shout about?" The former King Dagda, of course, heard that his older daughter was visiting. And he really enjoyed it, that she spent more time with her younger sister. But why did they have to be so loud when others went to bed?
"We're sorry." Dawn apologized for the first time and quickly threw something over herself, because she felt warm enough in the underwear to get through the pillow fight.
"As queen, you should make peace and not battles." Said the gray-haired fairy to Marianne as he entered the room and looked around.
"You have to admit, my sister is a really tough opponent." Again, the brown-haired got a pillow on the upper arm for that.
"Stop this now and go to sleep. You're not children any more."
"Yes, father." It was almost synchronized by the sisters.
"And before the chaos here isn't eliminated, you will not leave the castle." This was specifically only to Marianne and this sighed, but also found it fair. Finally, she was half to blame for this mess.
"Well, good night ladies." The female fairies also wished their father a good night before he left the room and closed the door behind him.
"Are you tired already?" The younger one shook her head and began to pick up fallen objects.
"Even as the ruler of this country, you still have to hear when you must go to bed." Dawn joked, but after they had made order again here, what seemed like an eternity, she had to yawn. Her sister also looked a little tired and it wouldn't be bad if they already go to bed. Bog would surely not like it if Marianne goes through this state all night.
"Perhaps tomorrow is a special day." Remarked the brown-haired fairy when she put out the light. The younger one could scarcely follow what was being said, than the tiredness almost overwhelmed her with the darkness. Since the bed of the princesses was always very large, the female ruler doesn't mind sleeping in the bed beside her sister. Also, she doesn't lie on a flowerbed for a long time. The bedroom, which she shared with Bog, was adapted to both needs.
She smiled as she finally closed her eyes and thought of the initial difficulties with the king of the Dark Forest. Looking back, they weren't very smart, but now she was just happy and content that she had this goblin at her side. So she wandered slowly into dreamland.