I'm so sorry this took so long guys! i have had waaaaaaaaaay to much going on! Stupid college stupidity (don't ask, lol). Anyhow, I will attempt to update this story more often. No promises tho! Haha
Lord Milori walked quickly down the halls of the palace, trying to get to a meeting that Clarion, him, and all of the ministers were supposed to be at.
"Lord Milori," the Minister of Spring frowned at the Lord of Winter as he walked past him. "I did not know that you could leave your frozen waste land for so long."
Scowling at the Minister, Lord Milori attempted to keep his tone cordial, "I have already broken my wing, I can remain on the warm sides for as long as I wish, it will not harm me anymore. "I am almost glad to have broken my wing, now I am free to stay on this side of the border to stay beside and protect the queen." Milori's comment was a barb and they both knew it. For it was the Minister of Spring who had tricked Milori into racing into summer to warn Queen Clarion that she was in danger... But it had all been just a setup. However, there was no way for Milori to prove it.
"Protect her?" The Minister of Spring scoffed, "From what?"
"Anything that may want to harm her," Milori shrugged, his eyes glinting dangerously. "Mark my words Minister," He whispered, "If I ever even remotely suspect you of wanting to harm Clarion, I will end you."
"And how will you do that?" The minister scoffed, "You and I both know that you are on a time limit. Tell me, how did you manage to survive so long without your wing? Does Clarion know that you are going to die?"
"That's none of your business," Milori hissed, turning as red as Tinkerbell did when she got angry, "And for the record, I'm not dying. I've survived what you never could because I am strong. Stronger than you could ever even hope to be." Milori turned away quickly, trying to make a dignified exit, but failed completely when the uneven weight of his wings unbalanced him- making him stumble into the wall.
"Clearly," The minister scoffed and took off, making a point of flying over Milori's head.
A couple minutes later, Milori strode into the meeting room. Realizing that he was the last one there, he ignored the smirk from the minister of Spring and bowed to Clarion. "Forgive me for being late Your Majesty."
"It is quite alright, we were just beginning." Clarion smiled at Milori, blushing slightly as there eyes met.
The meeting lasted far to long in Milori's opinion. They were going over the schedule for the seasons and double checking on Winter, which was going to depart in a couple days. As soon as the meeting was over and the Ministers had filed out, Clarion walked over to Milori and kissed h lightly.
"Hi," She grinned.
"Hi yourself." Lacing his hand with her's, Milori asked, "Want to go flying with me? We haven't been able to spend much time together lately.
"I would love to, but don't you have to be getting ready for winter?"
Wincing, Milori sighed, "Yes, I do. But you could come with me? Plus I don't have as much as usual to do this year."
"Why not?"
"I'm training an apprentice."
Gaping at him, Clarion exclaimed, "An apprentice for winter? Who, why?"
Grinning, Milori said, "Periwinkle."
"Tinkerbell's sister? Wow, you must have your work cut out for you!"
"Yes, I do. But she's a very talented fairy."
"I believe it." Lacing her hand through Milori's,Clarion grinned, "Go on then, I will meet you at the boarder tonight.
Kissing her gently, Milori nodded and left the palace, striding out onto a branch of the pixie dust tree. Letting out a shrill whistle, Milori climbed up onto Avalanche's back as soon as the great owl landed.
"Hiyah!" He ordered and the bird took to the sky.
As soon as he spotted Winter, Milori turned around and stared back at the pixie dust tree. Until tonight, he thought to himself.
Minutes later, he swooped down to the pixie dust runoff, where Periwinkle was inventorying supplies for the delivery of Winter.
"Lord Milori!" The young fairy smiled brightly as soon as she saw him.
"How is it going here?" He folded his hands behind his back and looked around at the baskets of snow. The other fairies present gathered around the ruler, all smiling happily.
"It is going well, The animals are ready to travel, all the baskets have been checked, Snowflakes have been engraved. We are ahead of schedule.
"Very good Periwinkle, you will do well on the mainland."
Her smile faltered as she caught his tone, "What... what do you mean?"
"I will not be going with you this year."
Instantly, all of the fairies started talking at once, questioning why, and what was going on.
"But why Milori?" Peri exclaimed, "You love the mainland!"
Patting Peri's shoulder gently, Lord Milori smiled at her. "Periwinkle, I am training you to be the next Lord of Winter. You will be fine, I believe in you."
"Bu...ut, why can't you come too?"
Looking at the concerned faces surrounding him, Milori did not have the heart to tell them the truth, so instead he lied, "There is much going on here as well I'm afraid. I cannot reveal what, for it is confidential, but I will be unable to make it to the Mainland this year." In reality, his thoughts sighed sadly, I have been getting weaker. It is too dangerous for me to travel to the mainland for I fear my time is running out. "Do not worry Periwinkle," He said aloud, :You will do fine. You are my most talented fairy."