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momma, momma! where are you mom!" came the delighted voice of a four year old Faerie draik. Princess Taember. her voice was like the ringing of bells, made ever so sweeter by the birds singing merrily in the trees. A lovely Royal draik was crouched behind a rose bush, her hand over her mouth to stop her laughing at her daughters confusion. Aura was a deep rich purple, nicely complementing the silk ebony dress she wore. her wings were fair and sharp, and her eyes were blue and gentle. Taember came out from behind Aura grabbing onto her mother's arm. Taember's giggles filled the garden and Aura found it to irresistible to resist. but soon the good mood vanished, picking Taember up, Aura made her way back to the castle sighing as she saw the guards come out to escort her back to the warmth of the dinning room

That had been 13 years ago, Taember thought bitterly to herself, her white silk dress fluttered gently in the cold winter breeze. Winter Had used to be her favourite season of the year. her mother Aura had been dead almost 11 years ago, apparently perishing on a voyage to mystery island. she had disappeared only days after Taember's 6th birthday. her gallion smoke, the only thing left of her mother crooned softly in her ear, trying to comfort her. another blast of cold wind rushed over the balcony. Smoke huddled closer to Taember until her was sitting in the folds of her dark blue cloak she wore. "LADY TAEMBER!" called a startled voice, whipping round Taember turned to see Lylyte standing behind the curtain. Taember rolled her eyes, Smoke growled. "what does father want now ly?" Taember asked. Lylyte shook "my lady its freezing please come inside before you catch your death from a cold!"the Christmas uni rushed over to Taember, bustling her out of the hall. only then did Taember realise how cold it was. she began shivering and her teeth began to chatter. "Lady Taember you ought to take better care of yourself, now go and have a warming bath before Tally drags you there!" Ly gave Taember a little push in the direction of the bathrooms. it only took her a minute to get there, but the servants were filling the bath and sprinkling rose petals on the water. "thank you" was all Taember said before the servants departed. of all the royals in her family she was the only one who treated the servants and peasants with kindness, her snobby cousin Lealea treated everyone like dirt. Taember smirked as she sank into the warm water. smoke started growling. he had gotten tangled up her cloak. reaching over the edge of the tub, Taember scooped Smoke up and set him on the side of the tub. Smoke glared at her, before cannon balling into the bath, splashing Taember with rose-scented water. Taember laughed as Smoke paddled around the bath, snorting little bits of flame at unsuspecting rose petals

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