***One Month Later
Garlands of olive branches and daisies swept through Basharr’s palace. The animated statues played music constantly. Courtiers and attendants hustled to brush gold leaf across the palms of every visitor. It was meant to show the prosperity all elves would share under Eden and Violet’s reign.
The grounds were filled with eager eyes, ready to glimpse the coronation of the new Monarchs of Basharr and Ipsit. The other elven realms like Eilon, Neve, and Kash had already signed treaties to join their lands to Basharr as allies. The throne room sat waiting, draped in swathes of white lace and linen, with orange and olive trees as a backdrop to the two thrones now on the dais.
Violet could hardly believe one was to be hers. But she’d watched the workers bring it in herself. After they left Eden had shown her the secret release on the side where her bow and quiver could be kept.
“I know my queen can’t be without her favorite toys,” he teased.