Hey all. Here with this week's chapter, and the start of what I'd like to see as the second part of this story. There will be more than just three parts, opposed to Tui's method of structuring, and to answer a question, I do plan on going through all 3 arcs of the main story, but I will be deviating in how things play out in a majority of them. I want to fill this next part up, so My goal for these future chapters is 5000 words or more. My main goal is to not rush anything, and to let things play out slower than I did with the Seawing palace since Wither is now more directly involved in what's going on. But anyway, Here's the next chapter, and I hope you all enjoy it.
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"Thoughts"
One Week later
They finally got to the border between the mud Kingdom and the rainforest. The number of Mudwing and Skywing patrols made it too risky to fly. Wither grumbled as he limped along the muddy ground. By the moons, his talon hurt. The welt has grown on his palm, now resembling an infected blister... How ironic. He followed the dragonets as they slowly inched closer towards the rainforest, Wither already hearing the constant white noise of insects just on the outskirts. He shook his talon a little, trying to numb the pain as they moved forward through the hot, wet, and foggy marsh. Rain pelted them from above, making the day even more miserable. Glory had gone on ahead since she could disguise herself easily in the fog. Sure, she was grumbling the whole way, but at least she didn't have to limp. Wither glared at his palm, seeing the black in his veins trying to push past the makeshift strap he made from his pack to slow the blood flow. He sighed, limping a bit faster to catch up as the other dragonets had moved a bit away.
They had been trekking for a while when Wither heard Wingbeats getting closer. He signaled the others to stop, whispering loud enough that the others could hear. "Patrol coming this way." The others nodded, going flat under the fog as two sent of wings beats came in and landed not too far from them, voices coming from the mist as talons squelched in the mud. An irritated male voice rang out. "Why do we have this patrol route? It's SOOO boring!" A second voice came through, a female one this time. "You heard Queen Moorhen. We need this area secured just in case the Sandwings or Icewings mount an attack from the rainforest." The first voice gave a short laugh. "Hah! As if that'll happen. More like the monster will get us." Wither could feel the eye roll. "Oh please, there is no monster. That's just some propaganda to get us scared from the rainforest. The most dangerous thing here are those lazy, good for nothing Rainwings. Useless dragons, the lot of them." A flash of red appeared in Glory's scales for a moment, before going back to camouflage as the voices trailed off further away, only Wither was able to catch the last part. "So, what do you think about the Skywing situation? You for Ruby, or think Scarlet lived?" Wither let out his breath as the voices trailed off. "Great, now there's a monster possibility... It's not me, I swear. It's been decades since I've last visited the rain forest."
Glory shuffled ahead to follow the voices, Wither sighing. "Well, Glory just went ahead to do some snooping... Let's follow from a distance so she doesn't get herself int-" There was a piercing scream from the same direction that Glory snuck off to, but it wasn't Glory's voice, Wither wincing at the volume. "By all the stars..." He looked in the direction the scream had come from, nodding to the others. "It wasn't Glory, but let's go check it out." They moved forward slowly, the fog doing nothing to help in being able to see, until they came up to glory, staring at a gruesome scene. Two Mudwings, the patrol from earlier lay of the ground, lifeless. Their throats had been sliced open as the mud became wet with their blood, their heads almost severed from their bodies. Wither grimaced, his talons itching as he looked at the two bodies, but... He couldn't. Wave was one thing, but these Mudwings... They had chosen their path.
He sighed, moving to close the eyes of the two bodies with his talons, bowing his head. The others looked at him quizzically as he lifted back up. "... I find it proper to give respect to the dead. They died fighting for what they believed in, even if this is little more than a gruesome murder." Sunny gave a halfhearted smile. The scene had shaken her. "That's kind of you." He shakes his head. "Never mind... We need to keep moving. Whatever or whoever did this could still be nearby. And my talon is starting to become a bit more on the unbearably painful side." A little bit of black fluid leaked from his palm as he winced. "Yeah, that's not a good sign." Sunny nodded, Clay moving to help Wither walk as best as the Mudwing could.
It was in the next day that they crossed from the marsh to the rainforest. The smell of the rainforest was equal parts tranquil and disgusting at the same time. The huge trees that towered above from all sides caused very little light to reach the bottom, but the fauna and wildlife were all sorts of colorful. Blue and red colored birds, lanky furred monkeys swinging from vines, and large, furry tarantulas that skittered across the ground. Wither took a deep breath through his snout. "As bad as it is, can't help it from being nostalgic... Also, just a warning, do not eat any animals here for now. Half of them are either poisonous or will make you see flaming hippos with flamingo heads and fish tails for a week. That was a... very confusing experience, the first time." They all looked at him, before Sunny couldn't contain her giggles, causing Wither to blush. "It was my first time in the rainforest, alright? I was younger and didn't know better."
He heard it before he felt it, a slight prick in his shoulder. He looked over, seeing a small wooden dart sticking out of his scales, lodged right in-between two of them. A second one hit clay, Causing the Mudwing to blink. "Ow. what was... Mmmgh..." Clay flopped over, unconscious as a net fell over him, dragging him into the foliaged nearby. Sunny cried out. "Clay!" Wither held a hand stop her from panicking, but was too late as another dart hit Tsunami, the Seawing rearing up before falling unconscious mid-roar. Wither sighed as another net flew out and she was dragged away. "Don't worry, Sunny. It's just the Rainwing welcoming crew. They're sleeping darts. But it will take more than one to take me dow-" *Thunk Thunk Thunk* Three more darts lodged into his side and thigh. He blinked lightly, staring at the three darts for a second. "... Yeah... That'll do it..." He swayed lightly, before flopping onto his side with a thud. Wither's eyes drooped as he struggled to keep awake, before his head fell to the ground. He strained to keep his eyes open, Seeing Glory shouting out at the air around them, his eyes slowly closing as he fell into a deep sleep.
Sunny bounded over to Wither, shaking him lightly as Glory looked to the trees. "Rainwings! Show yourselves!" The air in the trees started to shimmer as about a dozen Rainwings came into view. One of them, a Rainwing with bright pink scales, came up, smiling. "Hey. Sorry about that. Your friend was right, they're not poison. Just sleep darts. They'll be fine in about an hour." Sunny frowned up at him. "Why though!? We didn't do anything to you!" The pink dragon smiled apologetically. "Sorry, didn't think it would freak you out that much. It's what we normally do when dragons end up wandering in here accidentally. The place isn't exactly the safest. Come on, we'll take you to our village so you can wait for your friends to wake up. My name's Jambu, by the way." The pink dragons smiled to glory, who didn't look amused. Three of the rainwings began to drag Wither up when a stray shrub snagged onto his bracelet, pulling it off his talon. All the Rainwings cried out in panic as Wither suddenly grew to his true size, his weight smashing down a nearby young tree as he hit the ground again with hard enough to shake the surrounding trees.
Jambu blinked. "Oh... Um... Not sure how we're gonna get... that up to the village." Glory sighed as Sunny ran up to Wither, picking up the bracelet. Glory looked to Jambu, eyeing him cautiously. "... You're sure they're not hurt?" Jambu nods. "Yeah. Totally fine. Just a deep sleep. though, a dragon that big... Not sure even a dozen of us could lift the guy." Sunny went over to Wither with the bracelet, gently nudging the large dragon, before tying the bracelet back on his wrist. Wither shrunk back down, groaning slightly as Sunny came over to Wither's bag, the change in size having snapped the strap of it. She took it in her talons, holding it close as the Rainwings approached cautiously, as if he'd suddenly grow again at any moment. Two of them wrapped a net around him, before starting to fly upwards, carrying Wither through the jungle as Sunny and Glory followed.
They ducked through branches and weaved through vines. Sunny was lucky she was smaller than most dragons, able to maneuver more nimbly, but Glory and Starflight had a tough time, especially Glory. The vines caught in her talons and wings. the branches were too close for normal flying. She tried to mimic the other Rainwings in using her tail to catch on a branch to swing her around but ended up tumbling forward and smacking face first into a tree. She shook her head, growling louder with each time the jungle seemed to fight against her. She followed as best she could, flying higher and higher, before the jungle finally cleared out, giving way to a village hidden in the trees. Constructed huts of branches, some sort of riveted stick-like plants, and leaves completely took up the tops of the trees, with several dozen woven leaf platforms exposed to direct sunlight arching in-between them. Hammocks were set up in just about every tree and had sleeping dragons inside them of a myriad of colors. Some green, some yellow, and a variety of other rainbow colors.
The Rainwings that had taken Wither and the other unconscious dragons flew to the largest platform and set down with... relative gentleness. Clay and Tsunami landed neatly, but Wither landed with a thud that shook the entire platform, the Rainwings that were carrying him landing and panting. "Geeze, this guy weighs a ton!" "Yeah. Never doing that again. My talons ache." Wither gave a snore that made the rattling begin again, before huffing out, rolling over in his sleep, two of the Rainwings yelping as they backed away from having their talons squished. Glory landed, huffing as Starflight joined her. Sunny landed next to the three unconscious dragons, looking at them worriedly as Jambu landed near them. "Don't worry... ah... gold dragon, they're perfectly fine." Glory looked to Wither with a worried expression, before looking to Jambu. "... can we move the other two away from him?" Sunny looked to Glory with a pointed expression, glory returning the look. "You trust him, but I'm not taking a risk, Sunny." Sunny frowned but couldn't argue before Clay and Tsunami were dragged further away from the sleeping Deathwing.
Glory looked around, frowning at the sight of half the hammocks in the trees being filled with sleeping dragons, each with vibrant and dazzlingly different colors. She sighed as Starflight got closer. "... Wither was right... this is way more laid back than I'd like." Starflight gave her a small smile. "Hey, we just got here. maybe there's more than meets the eye." Glory nodded, giving a small, thankful look. "... Yeah, maybe. Let's go meet the queen while they all take their nap." Sunny looked to them, placing Wither's pouch next to him. "... you both go on ahead. I'll wait here with them." Starflight frowned. "But... what about meeting the queen?" Sunny smiled softly. "I think you both can handle it. I'll make sure Tsunami doesn't tear the place apart when she wakes up." Glory rolled her eyes. "True enough."
They looked to Jambu, who hadn't headed out yet. He was still smiling at all of them, which looked a little ridiculous, being bright pink. So, you wanna see Queen Magnificent?" Starflight nodded. "Yeah. Let's go see her." Sunny looked to them as they started to take off. "Also ask about the Healers. We need to treat Wither's wound." Starflight nodded as they flew off, Jambu leading them to a tree hut further up in the trees. Jambu looked back to Glory. "So, you going to join us in our sun time today?" Glory blinked. "Sun time? What's that?" Jambu choked on nothing, looking appalled. "Y-You don't know what Sun time is!? Have you been living under a rock!?" Starflight couldn't help himself. "Mountain, actually." Jambu shook his head. "Oh boy... Well, seems like I've gotta catch you up in all that you've missed."
Sunny shuffled next to Wither and settled down, holding his pack gently in her talons. She looked to him as the big dragon slept, snoring lightly. She gazed back over to Clay and Tsunami, making sure they were okay, when Wither started to mutter in his sleep. "No, no... it should be strawberries, not grapes... grapes go horrible with goat..." Sunny giggled. Seems Wither had similar dreams to clay. Wither grunted, before mumbling so quiet, Sunny could only catch one word. "... Celeste..." His talon reached out, almost like reaching for something, before falling limp. Sunny frowned, before setting the pouch in talon, the claws closing around it gently as his muscles seemed to relax. Sunny smiles softly, before getting up to check on Clay and Tsunami, not noticing Wither's last words. "... I miss you..."
Glory landed in what looked to be a line in front of the hut that Jambu was leading them too, her eye just barely managing to not twitch in irritation. "A Line?... Seriously!?" Jambu shrugged. "There's quite a few issues that dragons come to the queen for." A purple Rainwing was near the front of the line, red flashing through his scales as he looked angry and sad. Glory looked to the line, before approaching the purple Rainwing. "Hey... What are you here for?" The purple dragon growled. "Don't even think of cutting the line!" Glory frowned. "I just wanted to know what everyone's here for. We have a bit of an emergency." The older dragon growled. "... My mate is missing. My Orchid... She's been missing for nearly a month now." Glory nods. "... I'm sorry for bothering you. We have a dragon who has been poisoned. We just need to know if we can get him to the healers." The dragon blinked, before nodding. "Sadly, you'll have to wait the line. Just how it is." Glory sighed. "... I haven't met the queen... or rather, this queen before. Would it alright if I go in with you and my friend stays out here? I just want to see what she's like." The dragon thought for a bit, before nodding. "Alright. Fine. Maybe having someone with me will get Queen Magnificent to actually DO something this time." That did not bode well to Glory. She turned to Starflight, the Nightwing already smiling. "Go on ahead. I'll keep our place and see if we might be able to get the line to move faster."
A dragon slinked out of the hut, huffing indignantly. "Good. That little troublemaker is not my problem anymore." Glory tilted her head in confusion as the older Rainwing rolled his eyes. "That's Bromeliad. She got taken off of venom teaching because her student, Kinkajou, disappeared nearly a week ago." Glory looked even more confused. "... Venom teaching?" The dragon looked at her. "... You aren't from around here, are you?" She shook her head, frowning. "I was stolen as an egg." The dragon sighed. "... That is unfortunate... It must be strange, being introduced to all of this for the first time." Glory nodded. "Yes, it's... not what I was hoping for." He gave an exasperated nod. "Yes. Many rarely do... anything, caring more about their sun time and comfort... But I'll never rest until I find my Orchid..." Glory looked to him, seeing the red and green flicker of his scales. "... What's your name?" The dragon looked her over, before nodding. "Mangrove."
A lazy, tired voice came from the hut. "Next." Mangrove sighed, stepping through the flower veil that covered the entrance, Glory following behind him. The throne was... not what Glory had expected. Instead of a woven throne of vines and such, it was a hammock, filled with blankets and pillows that had been woven from vines, pelts and leaves. The sun filtered down through a film of multicolored leaves and flowers. Orange orchids and bright blue flowers lined the windows and ceiling of the hut, the entire structure being woven from large palm leaves. Sitting in the 'throne' was a bright magenta Rainwing with purple wings and white flowers woven around her neck and tail, green slitted eyes lazily roaming the ceiling. The apparent queen Gazed up as she yawned, gently stroking what looked to be a sloth lazing in her talons. Her eyes landed on Mangrove, before giving a long sigh. "Oh no, not you again." Mangrove growled. "I will not stop coming until something is done about finding my Orchid. It's been almost a month!" The Magnificent groaned. "Oh, give it a rest... Mango? Maybe she just got sick of you for a while and left to be alone." Mangrove growled again. "There are at least twelve others who are also missing! We need a search party!" Glory frowned heavily. Twelve dragons missing? Maybe there really was a monster.
Magnificent sighed again. "She's fine. Just go away. She'll come back eventually." Glory frowned, speaking up. "Hey, maybe you should set someone to figure out if something happened to them. Honestly, twelve dragons missing is rather concerning." Magnificent looked to her with a tired glare. "... And who exactly are you?" Glory stood defiantly, her colors becoming more vibrant. "My name is Glory." Magnificent thought for a minute, before giving a tired smile. "Alright. Since you seem so keen to make it happen, YOU investigate. Then come back when you find anything worth waking me up for." Glory's jaw went slack out of shock and disgust as Magnificent called out. "Next." A grumbling Mangrove left, red jetting through his scales. Glory felt like attacking the infuriating queen when Starflight came in. She kept her mouth shut as Starflight spoke. "Queen Magnificent. I am Starflight of the Nightwings. I wish to have an... associate of mine admitted to you healers. He's been poisoned." Magnificent groaned. "Fine, go ahead. I don't care. Just leave me be and take him there. One of the others can show you where it is."
Glory pulled Starflight outside, gritting her teeth in frustration. "... I know Wither said to not get my hopes up, but this... I just... ARGH!" She growled as she gripped her snout. Starflight gave a sympathetic smile. "Yeah, she... didn't exactly sound like the best kind of queen..." Glory sighed, taking a few breaths to calm down. "... Let's head back to the others. then we can see about getting Wither to a healer." Starflight nodded. "Good idea. Sunny must be getting lonely with just sleeping dragons to keep her company." Glory rolled her eyes. "Knowing the others, Clay's probably awake by now." Glory sighed, spotting Mangrove sulking on a tree branch nearby.
Glory walked over to him, her mind still trying to process things. "I'd like to take care of getting a dragon to the healers first. Then, could you tell me about Orchid's disappearance? Where it happened, what she was doing." Mangrove sighs, looking up at the sun, now near the peak of its path across the sky. "... I'll take you to the healers, but after that, I... I need some sun time." Glory looked at Mangrove with an irritated expression. "What is sun time?" Mangrove blinked, tilting his head. "... Seem you have a lot to catch up on. Sun time is when we lay in the sunlight, the sun at its highest peak. Nobody's been able to explain why, but we Rainwings... recharge, in a way. The sunlight energizes us, making it so we need far less food than before, and acts as a full night's rest." Glory huffs. "Sounds like a waste of time." Her mind wandered back to Queen Scarlet's palace, where the Skywing queen had presented her as a new piece of artwork, displayed on an ivory carved tree. The euphoria of so much sun reflecting on her scales, being able to be any color she wanted... She shook her head. That wasn't important right now.
Mangrove sighed, before nodding. "Alright. Let's get this friend of yours taken care of." Glory nods, Starflight following as they flew back down to the big platform, where Sunny was next to Clay. Clay was slowly starting to get up, still mumbling. "No, I want another hippo..." Sunny giggled as Glory and Starflight landed, Clay groggily coming to consciousness. "Hmm... What's going on? What happened?" Glory sighed. "You got hit with some sleeping darts... Hope Tsunami doesn't go into a rampage, as usual." A groan from Wither caused Glory to jump lightly. Everyone turned to see Wither shuffling in his sleep, a strained expression on his face as he mumbled. "No... I didn't mean to... Not my fault... Bring them back..." Black miasma started to wisp from his jaws, his breath shaky. Glory backed away; her eyes wide as fear took over logic in her mind. "We need to get away. Fast!" Mangrove blinked, starting to approach when Glory yelled at him. "Get back!" Mangrove stopped as a small plume of Wither's respira escaped, a flock of butterflies that had gathered around his face shriveling into dust in the black cloud. Mangrove yelped as he backed away, Sunny frowning as Wither's expression turned from pained to panicked in his sleep. She rushed forward, despite the protest of the others, Clay having to stop Starflight from throwing himself forward by grabbing Starflight's tail. Sunny bounded up to Wither, placing her talons on his side. "Wither, it's alright. We're here." Wither panted, the black cloud seeping out a little more as Sunny shook him. "Wither, you need to wake up. It's just a dream." Wither's breathing slowly normalized as the heat from Sunny's scales was absorbed into his own, the black cloud slowly fading away, no longer leaking through his gritted teeth as his eyes opened slowly.
Blackened leaves stuck to his snout as he lifted his head, groaning softly as he muttered to himself "Ugh... another nightmare..." Glory growled lightly. "Sunny, get back here now." Sunny looked up to Wither, who frowned. "What's happe-" His eyes landed on the spot of decayed leaves where his head was, his eyes widening. "..." He sighed, closing his eyes. "... Please, for the sake of the moons, tell me that nobody got caught in it." Sunny shook her head as she spoke. "No... just some butterflies." Wither let out a sigh of relief. "... My nightmares are rare but do tend to sneak up on me. I'm glad none of you got hurt." Sunny smiled, but Glory was still on edge, growling. "How do we know that wasn't on purpose?" Wither blinked, before sighing, looking up to see the sun. "... I don't think any answer would be adequate for you right now... I think we all need to take some time to calm down." Glory growled loudly. "Sunny risked her life so you didn't spew that... killer breath all over." Wither looks to Sunny, giving a thankful smile. "Brave dragonet then." Sunny beamed as Glory kept her glare on Wither, before Wither shifted to his feet. "If I might make a suggestion, I'd like to get to a healer, but I believe you, Glory, have something to experience for the first time." Glory blinked, frowning as Wither looked up. "If my estimation is right, it should be nearly sun time for the Rainwings."
Glory wanted to scream, to yell, to roar. Red was zipping through her scales, until Sunny came up to her. "Please, Glory? Just try it? I know it was scary, but nobody got hurt. This sun time sounds fun." Glory growled. "It's a waste of time!" Wither shook his head. "Very untrue. Sun time is a necessity for healthy Rainwing life. I'd go into detail, but that would take quite a while and... Well, I don't want you five to be there watching when this needs to get drained, and it's getting quite close to necessary." He shows the ever-growing black blister on his talon, now taking up the majority of his palm with a few scales missing, having fallen off. Sunny gave a 'blegh' sound at the thought of it as Wither turned his talon to hide it. "I just ask that you take a moment to calm down, Glory. It's written all over your scales that your emotions are high, and that you've been quite upset for most of the day so far."
Glory growled, before Starflight nudged her shoulder. "I think he's right, Glory. You had a bad interaction with Queen Magnificent, and a lot of things haven't gone right for you. Take a couple hours to work things out in your head. It's... what I do when I get upset." Glory huffed, before glaring at Wither. "Fine... but stay away from the others." Wither stayed still, trying to not show how deeply that had cut him. Jambu chose that time to call attention to the fact that he was there. "Hey. I'm not sure if I came at a bad time, but if Glory needs a place for sun time, my platform has a spot open." Glory nodded. "Fine, just get me out of here." She and Jambu took off into the sky, going to a platform just as Tsunami woke up, snapping her teeth. "I'll take you all on! Face me cowar-" She paused, looking around confused. "...What just happened?" Sunny smiled to her. "You just woke up. Rainwings apparently have sleeping darts, so you just took a long nap." Tsunami growled. "Too cowardly to face me head on?" Wither shook his head. "Weren't looking for a fight in the first place." He got up, looking to Mangrove. "Could you show me the way to the healers? This is quite painful." Mangrove nodded. "Come on." They both flew up towards a set up area in the trees where a few Rainwings were mixing herbs and fruits. Wither landed lightly, looking to the tenders. "... You wouldn't happen to have a large, empty bowl for disposing of any potentially poisonous liquids, would you?" The rainwings looked to him, Wither showing off the blister on his talon oozing with black fluid. One of the two healers promptly fainted at the sight, landing on the floor of the healer's hut with a thud. Wither blinked, staring at the downed dragon, before groaning. "You have got to be kidding me."
Glory growled as she laid down, spreading her wings to catch the sun. Sunny was so close to dying. Can't the others see Wither was a threat with that... death breath of his? She grumbled as she felt the sun seeping into her scales, energizing her as she lulled to sleep. The euphoria of the sun on her scales melted into her anger and fear addled mind. Her anxiety and caution gave way to peace and tranquility.
It was nearly two hours later that she woke up. She blinked slowly, mentally kicking herself. She was that anxious and worried, and yet she slept like a hatchling. She was about to push herself up when she felt that something warm and fuzzy was wrapped around her neck. She slowly inched her head to look and was surprised to see that a silver furred sloth was clinging to her. It settled perfectly into her collarbone, right between her neck and wings. It had the stupidest, most adorable happy smile on its face as it slept against her. "... No. This is not happening." Jambu giggled from his side of the platform as the sloth started to wake up. Its large dark eyes looked up at glory, before it nuzzled against her neck. Jambu looked over to her, giving a bright grin. "You've been chosen. Now you have to give her a name." Glory glared at him. "I am not keeping this thing. And I am not naming it. I already have enough to worry about." Jambu chuckled. "Too late for that now. Most of us have sloths as pets. Once they choose you, there's no getting rid of them." Glory wanted to protest but... now that she thought about it...
She settled back down, thinking. Wither was right. The days of traveling to get here, being anxious of meeting her tribe, her brief interaction with Magnificent. It all culminated into her outburst. She saw something as a threat to the only dragons she really cared about, even if she would never admit it, and she went on the attack. She groaned to herself. Thinking back, it was logical. Sunny almost killed herself waking up the Deathwing before more than just butterflies died, but that was no excuse for how she acted. She treated him as if he were an enemy, even after everything that he sacrificed to make sure they even got this far. But she still had valid reason to worry. She sighed, giving a half glare at the sloth on her neck. "... Fine. I need to see the others anyway." Jambu nodded. "Alright. It's harvest time now, so we should have plenty to eat." Glory rolled her eyes. "Oh great. Clay will be overjoyed." Jambu smiled, before flying off. Glory stopped for a moment, before taking off as well. Her fears were valid, but she acted too harshly. Maybe she needed to learn more before she could settle on how she felt.
She then heard a roar, Wither's voice shouting out. "OWWWWW! WHY ARE YOU USING PINEAPPLE JUICE!? DON'T YOU KNOW THAT STINGS LIKE CRAZY!?" Glory paused for a moment, before giggling to herself. Sounded like Wither already had his own problems.
There you are. They made their way to the rainforest, and yes, I did make the meeting with the queen very early in this. The next chapter will mostly focus on more interaction with Glory and the start of the plot. I will be adding other elements to see where it takes me. As always, thanks to all of you for giving this story a read, Review if you have any constructive criticism, and I'll see you all next time.