Hi! This is my first fanfic ever. Please review! Oh, and I do not officially own any of the characters in this chapter. The story begins about two years after the Code of Claw...
Chapter 1.
Stellovet sat in her room at the Fount, staring at the wall. She was in a bad mood. She had just finished packing everything she needed to go spend a few weeks in Regalia, and she was not looking forward to the trip. Her view was that if she couldn't live there as Queen, then she didn't want to live there at all, even if it was just for a few weeks. Stellovet then fell into a favorite pastime of hers; thinking up plans of how to overthrow her cousin, Queen Luxa. None of these plans were logical, and most were downright crazy. But they cheered her up, and by the time her sister Hero knocked on her door, her mood had improved.
After arriving in Regalia and greeting her brother Howard, then pretending to be glad to see her cousins Luxa and Hazard, Stellovet retreated to her room. It was smaller then her bedroom at the Fount, but still, it was her room. Her bad mood was back, and was even worse then before.
"That stuck-up royal brat thinks she is better then me." Stellovet thought vehemently. "She thinks that because she is Queen, that automatically gives her the right to be a snob. I bet I could be just as good of a ruler as she is, perhaps even better. But how to get her out of the way?"
Stellovet sat there thinking for two hours, before finally realizing it was nearing dinner time. She changed out of her traveling clothes and into something more suitable for a fancy dinner.
On most nights everyone just ate on their own, or in the small family dining room in their apartments, but it was customary for a formal dinner to be served on the night of the arrival of the cousins from the Fount. Stellovet loathed having to attend these dinners, but put up with them for form's sake. "When I'm Queen…" She started to think, but then stopped. "It's no good." She told herself. "I can not count my fliers before they have arrived. What I need is a good plan." To describe Stellovet in one word? Obsessed.
Once the dinner was over and Stellovet had bid her family good night, she retired to her room. After changing into her dressing gown and brushing out her hair, she got into bed and blew out the light. But try as she might, she could not fall asleep. She tossed and turned, and tried counting shiners, but it was no use. Finally, she decided to get up and take a walk. "Some fresh air will do me good." She thought.
After wrapping a cloak around herself and relighting her fish-oil lamp, she set off at a brisk pace down the hallway. She wandered for some time, occasionally running into guards who stood politely to one side as she passed. No one stopped her.
Eventually she found that she had come to the corridor outside the museum. Stellovet was about to walk past the doorway of the museum, when she saw a light coming from it. Who was in the museum this late at night? She flattened her self against the wall and peeped around the corner. A figure was standing there with their back to the door, looking at something Stellovet could not see. The person turned to the side and Stellovet saw that it was Luxa. She was holding a small piece of paper, and she looked sad.
"Oh, Gregor." She said softly. "I miss you." She tucked the piece of paper behind a round wooden thing and turned toward the door.
Stellovet caught her breath. Would she be discovered? But no, Luxa did not even look her way as she exited the museum and swept down the hall.
Stellovet waited a minute to be sure that she wasn't coming back, and then crept into the museum. Silently she went over to where she had seen Luxa hide the piece of paper, then pulled it out of its hiding place and examined it.
The paper itself was not very big, but it had an odd, smooth quality to it. One side was blank, but the other… Stellovet was amazed. On the other side of the paper was the most spectacular drawing she had ever seen. It looked almost real. But she didn't dwell on that for very long however, because her attention was soon focused on what the drawing depicted. There was her cousin, Luxa, but she was not alone. For with her was— The Warrior.
Stellovet shoved the paper back into its hiding spot and quickly exited the room. Her heart was pounding and her head was swimming with the possibilities that this stunning revelation had opened. Was it possible that she had just stumbled onto the one thing that might give her power over Luxa? The drawing had clearly showed that her cousin and the warrior had feelings for one another.
Plans whirled through Stellovet's head as she walked, not really noticing where she was going. If she could somehow get the Warrior under her control, she could use him as leverage against Luxa. Yes, that might work… "Oh, but I don't have him." She said aloud, sounding discouraged.
"Don't have who?" asked a voice from the shadows.
