Chapter Three: Stella's New Personality
King Radius and Queen Luna watched sadly as their most precious daughter was taken to safety in the night. Musa watched to make sure no one could spot them before they headed on their way to the abandoned cottage. Eighteen sad and lonely years passed for Solaria's people, but as Princess Stella's eighteenth birthday came closer, the began to gain hope, because as long as Cassandra's place of occupation, the forbidden castle, thundered with her frustration, they knew that she had not found the princess in order for her evil prophecy to be fulfilled. Cassandra paced around her throne room waiting for Shimara to return from her billionth search for Princess Stella since the day she was proclaimed missing eighteen years ago. Finally, Shimara returned, but empty handed.
"This is ridiculous, eighteen years, and not a trace of her!" Cassandra snapped, "She couldn't have just vanished into of thin air! Are you sure you searched all of Solaria?"
"Yes mother," Shimara answered, "the village, the mountains, the forests, and every single crib I could find.
"Crib?" Cassandra asked.
"Yes, mother." Shimara answered her, then she burst out in hysterical laughter. Once she caught her breath, she was furious.
"All this time you were looking for a baby!" Cassandra snapped, "No wonder we haven't found her yet!"
"I'm sorry mother, I didn't know." Shimara stuttered.
"Of course you didn't, now go find an eighteen year old young woman with sunshine gold hair, and eyes as golden as sunrise." Cassandra instructed, and Shimara left once again, this time clear on her mission.
So, for eighteen years that seemed endless, Princess Stella's whereabouts remained a secret, but deep in the forests of Solaria, Musa, Flora and Bloom lived in the abandoned collage, carrying out their plan. As humans that has raised Stella as their own, and for safety, renamed her Cira meaning "Sun." And on this, he eighteenth birthday, Musa, Flora and Bloom were planning a surprise for her as she cleaned the house for them.
"How about this one." Bloom offered, looking at a dress in a knitting book.
"This is the one I picked." Musa told her, pointing to another one.
"Cira would look beautiful in that." Flora cheered.
"Of course I'd like to make a few changes." Musa replied, "Take away that shoulder line."
"Don't forget to add lovely bows." Flora added.
"And we'll make it blue." Bloom suggested, but the suggestion didn't go so well will Musa.
"No, Bloom, we'll make it orange, Cira's favourite colour." Musa protested.
"Alright but how are we going to get her out of the house?" Bloom asked.
"I'll think of something." Musa whispered as Cira walked down the staircase.
"Well what are you three up to?" she asked.
"Up to?" the fairies all asked in unison.
"Well we…. uh…" Musa stuttered.
"Want you to go pick berries." Bloom continued for Musa.
"Berries?" Cira asked.
"Yes, lots of them." Flora clarified.
"I picked berries yesterday." Cira reminded the tree fairies.
"Yes but we need more, I'm backing tons of berry pie tonight." Musa replied, as Cira was out the door, she called back, "Don't hurry back now, I need a bunch."
"But don't go too far." Flora warned Cira as she waved, and she waved back as she walked into the forest. The three fairies watched her leave.
"Do you think she suspected anything?" Bloom whispered.
"Of course not, now let get ready.
"I'm so excited, a real birthday party with a real cake and a dress fit for a princess." Flora cheered happily.
"I'll get the wands." Bloom replied, running upstairs.
"The wands, no!" Musa protested, "No magic!"
"But the eighteen year are almost over." Bloom pointed out.
"It doesn't matter, we're not taking any chances." Musa scolded.
"But I don't know how to back a fancy cake without magic." Bloom admitted.
"You won't have to," Flora told Bloom, "I'll make the cake."
"But-" Bloom was about to protest.
"She always wanted to bake a cake and this is her last chance." Musa whispered to Bloom.
"I'll make it have eighteen layers and orange and blue ribbon icing." Flora was so excited about this cake.