A young fairy with light pink and purple wings and long, blonde hair sat on the hearth, basking in the warmth of a brightly burning fire. A plump fairy, who sported yellow wings with vivid orange dots, sat in a chair across the room eating a ladybug pastry. Another fairy, clad with dark blue wings with sky blue stripes, lay comfortably in the center of the chilly room, resting on a rug.
"Peigi, hand me a pasty, will you dear?" asked the fairy on the rug to the fairy eating the ladybug pastry.
"Sorry Fenella, I just ate the last one. Suppose we make some more?" replied Peigi with a sheepish smile. She was rather fond of sweets, which attributed to her round figure.
Fenella replied with a small smile, "My darling sister, we just made twenty more and in less than ten minutes you've eaten every one!"
"But Fenella…I was hungry!" replied Peigi unhappily. She didn't like to be reminded of her eating habits.
"Dears, dears. Let's rest and relax. Maeron is gone for now, probably off spying on that idiot of a lover. Poor Delano, always being watched! I imagine he doesn't even realize it either! Oh well, he's the one who married that that dark sister of ours." The fairy with pink and purple wings silenced them all with her wise words.
They were all afraid of Maeron, for when she was around no one could be happy. She was a bitterly jealous fairy and always suspected her lover Delano was cheating on her with some younger woman or fairy. Maeron was the oldest of all four of the fairy sisters, but she was the most irrational and the cruelest. She had no mercy on those around her and when she was angry her rage emitted from her like a strong perfume. All three of her sisters knew that they had better watch their step when Maeron was furious over some thing or another.
"Keely, aren't you hot over there by the fireplace? Come, let's all of us make some more pastries! Or something for dinner... But please, let's just do something instead of sitting here doing nothing. It's unattractive," pleaded Peigi, who hated to be reminded of Maeron, who made fun of Peigi ruthlessly.
But before any of them could move a muscle to get up and walk to the kitchen, a strong blast of wind blew through the fairies' cottage. Lighting flashed against the darkening sky, and a tall, cloak-covered figure flew through the window. The three sisters recognized their sister, even through the cloak. And they could tell she was more furious than even they thought ever to be possible.
"Sisters! Listen to what I have to say, just listen and you will see how I was right, you will see how I am not insane as I know you all thought I was! I sought after Delano tonight, watching to see if I was right to suspect him. And now I have proof! I know he is sleeping with another, for I saw it all! And with the Queen no less! That mongrel and his slut will pay for their frivolity! I swear on our Mother's name, they will both pay dearly for their actions! Here is my story: I hid myself with magic as a rug upon the Queen's apartment's floor. I had followed him closely through the day, and eventually he entered her apartment. I transformed myself into a rug so that I could hear everything and see everything. I suspected that he might have had an affair with her, for I have seen him looking upon her with longing before. The two muttered their true love for each other, Delano- that scumbag- has lied to me all this time sisters! And then I saw them enter her private chambers and I changed myself into a beetle upon his bed curtains. I saw with my very eyes the two make love! I hate them both with a passion unknown to humans!" cried out Maeron in fury and frustration.
The three sisters had held each other throughout all of Maeron's speech, for each of them knew that Maeron would have her revenge on Delano and the Queen Aideen, but they also knew that until that time came she might take her anger out on any of them.
"Maeron, please, sit down, I know this is hard on you, I understand, but please, please just calm down for right now!" begged Keely. She was nervous, Maeron had a nasty habit of hitting or kicking her when she was angry because Keely was the smallest and the prettiest of the sisters. It was a well-known fact that Maeron was envious of Keely's unique beauty.
"CALM DOWN! YOU UNCARING WRETCHES! I HOPE YOU ALL BURN IN HELL!" screeched Maeron. "DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND? MY HUSBAND IS FUCKING ANOTHER WOMAN!" Maeron could control her fury no longer and began to hit, kick, punch, bite her sisters out of rage. The fairy sisters could only try to protect themselves with their hands as the blows rained down upon them.
"Stop!"
"No, no, please!"
"Oh…"
All three of the sisters were badly injured and Maeron saw the damage she had done to her own flesh and blood. Peigi already was forming a black eye, Keely's gossamer wings were torn, and Fenella's arm was bent at an odd angle.
"I hate you all!" screamed Maeron one last time before she turned and flew away from her sisters, her cottage, and her former life.