Deltoran Christmas
Author's note: Well it's the holidays & I just wanted to update the story. School has officially finished here at NSW. Also I got DUX for history in my year. How cool is that? Anyway did you Dux any subjects just curious. I would like to wish you Merry Christmas & a happy new year from the Oz. On a final note, there was much researching done for this chapter. Many of things mentioned in this chapter has relations with Christmas. Others aren't that well-known, but most like candy cane & pudding are synonymous with Christmas. Some are things I speculate, the people of Deltora will eat for the festive season. I guess there aren't much Deltora Christmas fan fictions as Rodda never made mention of any holidays in her books except Dragon's Night.
The doors of the castle were graciously opened as the doors opened along letting the Toran rush in exchanging greetings with the guards. They rushed in robes of silky green with lavish red furbelow and a sparkling white cloak that went down to their knees. They brought with them baskets of food filled to the brim with food. There were turkeys, pig rats, jumpers, muddlets, chestnuts, apples, cherries, fruit cake, eggnog, pies, candy cane, spices of all kinds, traveler's weed, flour, peas, carrots, broccoli and many more. The palace and Del were echoing from the sound of yule tide carols.
"Zeean, Merry Christmas" Lief intervened before she could say a single thing as she tried to open her mouth. "Actually, I was going to say you have a uncanny scent of vomit around you King Lief but Merry Christmas anyway" she replied as he found she had her hand on her nose & was coughing from the fumes. He realize that he needed another bath as he saw the Torans covering their noses & gagging from lack of oxygen due to the malodorous vomit odour. Lief was indeed a great observer and solved many anagrams and puzzles but was always second next to his wife. However he lacked the common sense to apply his abilities to ordinary, everyday events sadly. Lief quickly went back to the bath, grumbling and scrubbed himself hard with soap.
The Torans merrily walked to the hall to prepare with long vines rising from the ground proudly sprouting flowers where ever their feet touched the ground. Some onlookers thought this was a strange coincidental event, others believed they had drunk too much alcohol already & their eyes were deceiving them, but most knew that this was a fine example of the sheer power of the Torans' sorcery. There were small angels flying out of them as though they had hit a moving invisible barrier making sure it was in front of them. The angels were just as brilliant as the trickery of the plants. Only these hocus pocus had a bright, yellow, shining glow and they moved randomly everywhere.
The small angels flew in twisting patterns, spiraled around the bemused locals and flew up and down, and as they went a glittery, yellow powder trailed behind them making the effect even more wonderful. The vines sprouted the Christmas flowers of the bright Azalea, Chrismas Begonia, & chrysanthemum. When they walked away the plants & vines magically disappeared with them. Lief came down just in time in his royal attire only with trimmings of white, red & green just as the next guest arrived. He looked down & heard the hearty laughs of the pedlar Steven and the hermit Fardeep.
They came in with a large crowd each carrying a barrel. "Fardeep, Steven, Merry Christmas" Lief boomed as he met the familiar faces "What have you got for me? My friends". "We have got the flesh from those Ak-Babas that that was killed on Dragon's night. The meat has lasted a memorable 8 years of feasting and as a treat we decided to bring this succulent meat to the palace to eat" Steven happily replied not noticing the shock on Lief's face. How can they eat the meat of a dead scavenger servant of our enemy he thought as he shook his head hard with horror.
The two tribes that arrived went to the kitchen & prepared the food with great enthusiasm. The conceited chefs of New Hira (as they called the city now) desperately wanted an opportunity to show off their conceited skills. As for the Mere lets just say they couldn't cook suberb food to save their lives, the only foods they knew was roasted animal with no sauce. They were obvious amateurs compared to the plains in the way of cuisine & dining. Upon seeing the invincible skills of their neighbors, they were immediately jealous of their abilities to prepare, cook & decorate. The Mere could only do one thing at that moment of preparation…assist.
Author's note: I realize that out of all the tribes, the Mere would probably have nothing extremely notable and spectacular. The plains have their cuisine, Torans are masters of magic, Dread Gnomes are brilliant Archers and are probably the richest, Del is the chief city, Ralads are masters of Architecture & building and Jalis are powerful warriors. Apart from the games and their lifestyle based on luck. I'm not quite sure. Also remember to review.
Deltora message: Merry Christmas enjoys it till the Shadow lord rises again.