Disclaimer: The Enchanted Forest and pretty much everything belongs to Patricia C. Wrede. Princess Jamie, her kingdom, the guy that visited her mother, her mother, and the magical objects that the guy gave the queen to give o Jamie are mine.

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MapleRose I know, it isn't my best work. Have you read Amnesia Slave yet? I really like where this story of mine is going. But I haven't worked on Long Lost Power, my first fan fic for a while. Especially since I've been getting a whole bunch of reviews on my other one. Maybe that's because people are more obsessed with Ella Enchanted than they are with the Enchanted Forest Chronicles because Ella Enchanted is a movie, which I love as much as the book. In fact, I don't think I would have ever heard of it if it hadn't gone to Hollywood. My mother found the Enchanted Forest Chronicles at the library one day because she likes to listen to stories on tape and we needed some for our big camping trip, which just leads to a whole different topic so I'll stop now.

magewhisperer-No, she isn't. Read some more. Of course I'm sure you'll have figured it out by now. Do you really need to ask if the ring has special properties? Daystar and Shiarra are ruling.

Rachel-I knew I have an audience, but I need inspiration to keep it good.

Chapter 3: Pleasantries

Willin came in formally and said, "There is a young princess by the name of Jamie, in the waiting room. What do your majesties suggest I do?"

Shiarra, now Queen Shiarra of the Enchanted Forest thought for a moment. "Willin seems angry. I wonder why. Maybe it's because of that princess downstairs." In fact, she couldn't blame him. She'd been through enough empty-headed princesses to last a lifetime while being Kazul's princess.

In the mean time, Daystar smacked his forehead. "Oh no," he muttered. Then he said to Willin, "I'm sorry Willin, what with all the things I had to do, I forgot to tell you she was coming I know, that's no excuse."

Willin looked sharply at the new King. He was about to start off on another of his tirades when Shiarra said, "Willin, can you whip up a room for her? Nothing to extravagant." Willin was about to object when Shiarra said, "We'll go down to meet her." Willin still had a few objections, but kept quiet because after years of experience knew that neither of them would listen.

Daystar called some circlets to the room with some magic. His gold one landed nicely on his head and the silver one in his hand. He handed the silver one to Shiarra who scowled. "Do I really have to put that on?"

"Yes, or she may think we're the castle help." Shiarra tried to put it on without bending it. Then, Daystar offered his arm politely. Shiarra's face turned a very light pink and she held her hand so that her fingertips touched his arm. Then with his other arm he twisted and pulled on a string and they both appeared in the waiting room.

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Suddenly, there were shadows on the floor where there hadn't been before. Jamie looked up, and there was a fairly tall man with black hair and a woman with red hair. They both smiled graciously. Neither of them was wearing extravagant clothing. In fact, if it weren't for the circlets they were wearing, she would have assumed they were a welcoming committee.

The first to speak was the man. "Hello, My name is Daystar, and this is my wife Shiarra." he gestured with his hand. I nodded.

I curtsied in a very ladylike manner. "My name is Princess Jamie. I didn't really expect to arrive so soon. I guess your steward was a little unprepared." I blushed slightly from embarrassment.

"That's all right," Shiarra said. "My idiot husband over here actually forgot you were coming." We all laughed. We all exchanged pleasantries for half an hour or more when Daystar broke off in midsentence. He looked at Shiarra and said, "He's home. Would you like to yell at him or shall I talk to him?"

Shiarra pondered a moment and then said, "I'm going to go and give him his magic lessons. Just because he skipped out, doesn't mean he'll get out of them."

Daystar started chuckling. Shiarra then remembered she had company and said, "Excuse me. I shall see you at dinner." Then she said to Daystar, "Ready." Then she disappeared.

I sneaked into my room and closed the door. Then, I turned around. I jumped, then swallowed hard. My mother was standing there. "Great, just great," I thought.

But instead of burning her hair, she opened my magic book and handed it to me. "Read," she said.