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It was midday and all of Alena’s shifters we safely on Earth. She turned to smile at the fae princess, their eyes meeting for a moment, making it possible for her to see all the worry within them. “Both the cats and the dogs have safely travelled to Earth, Willow. Alder looks knackered, but he’s still going, so I applaud your decision to choose him as the one in control of that side of the door.”
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Every morning, after Otis came in from work, he’d wander out into the garden with his cup of tea to look at the tree. It had been in the garden for as long as he could remember, but his parents told him it started growing not long after his third birthday. They’d checked in all of the botany books they could, on the Internet, and still they had no idea what it was, so, now that it was close to flowering for the first time, they were all anxious to see what would happen next. Other people had posted in gardening forums about the unknown tree as well, talking about what it might be, all certain that it was growing because of the fae.
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Breathing in deeply Willow watched the fae who had chosen to join her walk though the door she had created. On the other side was Earth, a world the fae had always been fascinated by and visited regularly, but living there had never seemed an option. Now there seemed to be no other choice. The fae needed magic in order to survive, Earth was a world with magic, so it made sense that her people would travel there, but that didn’t stop her from worrying that she’d made the wrong decision. Unfortunately she didn’t have anyone to talk to, because her father was still in a coma, she didn’t trust any of her so-called counsellors, and the only person she thought she might be able to trust was on the other side of the door.
If there had been more time Willow would have made more preparations, both on Earth and on the world the Dragons were travelling to, but her father wasn’t the only person close to death. Other families were taking through ill members, mostly the elder fae, hoping that they would survive, even though it seemed unlikely. She knew that she would probably become Queen much sooner than she’d anticipated, because her father was getting weaker with every day that passed and she didn’t think that Earth had enough magic to drag him back from the brink. That didn’t stop her from hoping he would survive. She needed him.
Willow knew that living on Earth wasn’t going to be easy, for the humans or for the fae. Technically the fae were invading Earth, even though they didn’t plan on taking over, and she didn’t know how the humans were going to react. It wasn’t as though most of the fae would ever leave the places of magic, but taking over the places of magic was going to affect the humans. They didn’t even know the places of magic existed and, according to Alder, were planning to use the place of magic they wanted to live as a housing estate. She sighed, feeling a little sad that the humans didn’t understand how important the places of magic were, but when she compared that to the selfishness of the fae…
With her fingernails getting too close to her mouth, Willow forced herself to turn around. The fae were going to destroy a world because they didn’t know how to live without magic, so she had no right to judge the humans. She wished the meeting had worked and she’d been able to convince everyone to follow her, but at least she’d been able to help the Dragons and the Shifters. A number of the Shifters had chosen to travel to Earth, including a large family of Selkies, while others were travelling with the Dragons. It was, unfortunately, exactly what she’d been expecting to happen, because she was young, she was female, or they had some other reason not to listen to her. Even some of her own people had stayed behind.
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siege's prompt 'a door that's always ajar'.
It was stupid. Even after a hundred years on Earth Willow still kept the door ajar. She couldn't bring herself to close it entirely because she still thought of the world they left behind as her home. Earth was a beautiful planet in its own way and she did love it, but it didn't feel the same. When she looked through she hoped that maybe it would have gone back to the way it was before they had destroyed it. A tear trickled down her cheek as she thought of the mistakes they had made and why it was so important that they never made them again.
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Written for ellenmillion's prompt 'a princess who doesn't want to wait to be rescued'.
Willow strode through the corridors, trying not to let her anger get the better of her. She was fed up with being kept away from meetings simply because they couldn't get used to having a woman in control. When she got to the double doors there were two guards but neither of them made a move to stop her. After taking a moment to calm herself, which didn't work that well due to the fury she felt, she pushed open both of the doors. The entire room went silent as they slammed against the walls. Standing in the doorway she looked at each member of the council, wondering whether it was time they all retired so she could put people in their places who would actually listen to her.
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