Oribia followed Rubber band down the halls. Oribia thought Rubber band was really pretty! She also found out this morning that Rubber band knew how to make clothing. She was the royal tailor!
"Your brother asked me to escort you."
"Why? Where are we going?" Oribia sped up a little to keep up with Rubber band.
"That's for you to find out, my princess." She stopped in front of the throne room doors and waited for Oribia to catch up. She pushed the doors open and followed Oribia inside.
Peter's throne had been replaced by a less-fancy purple one that looked like it was folded. There were two blue triangles on the bottom part and a yellow crown-like shape on the very top. There was another one just like it at the right side of it. This one was white and the triangles were yellow; and on the top sat a two-pointed crown-shape that was also yellow. It had only been a few days and now their father and mother's throne were replaced. It sent a chill down Oribia's spine.
"Ah, dear sister! What a pleasure!" Ori walked into the room wearing what seemed to be a purple tuxedo with white around the edges, mauve boots and pants, and the collar was partly flipped down to reveal the inside was yellow. His crown had also been replaced by the exact same three-pointed crown-shape on top of the purple throne.
That wasn't all that was off. Ori had cut his hair short, but left the front long and made it cover his left eye. He was also happy. Eerily happy.
"I made these thrones myself. What do you think?"
"What did you do...?"
"Those other thrones disgusted me. Fortunately, I acquired my powers! See what I can do!" He faced a table in the corner of the room. He took a deep breath and raised his hands.
The table lifted off of the ground and Ori pulled one of his arms back, the table following the movements. He shoved his arm forwards again, and the table went flying out of the nearby door. He faced back to his sister.
"I can control everything!"
"Ori. What happened to you?"
"I am simply happy because our father is gone!"
Oribia gasped lightly. He was happy because their last parent alive was...gone? Did he really hate Peter THAT much?
"Ori, he was only being tough on you because-"
"Because what?! He hated me, Oribia! I heard him in that meeting! He thought you got brainwashed to think the Mistress of the Forest was good and spread those lies to me! He didn't want to think for one second that it was your idea!" He put his hands on her shoulders. "And now that he's gone, I can do whatever I wish!"
Oribia pushed Ori's hands off of her. "What's come over you? He was hard on you because he was trying to toughen you up! You know how shy you are! At least...you used to be."
"Why...? Why don't you like this? I made this to impress you. Do you not like me anymore?"
"No, Ori! It's not like that! It's just that this new you is different; and in a bad way. Something happened to you, Ori. And I don't like it."
Ori looked away from her. "I see." He walked out of the room, clearly upset.
Hole Punch pat her head. "Come to the weird stage area that he got coronated at in a few minutes for the announcement, kay?"
"Sure. I'll be there."