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Headlines "Stolen Crown Chronicles" by devotedly Fyora sat on her throne and gazed out of the window of her castle. She had just answered thirty-odd questions regarding Faerieland and the upcoming Faerie Festival and she was exhausted. She pulled her crown off her head and placed it into her lap. “Oh, I wish I could just have some time off to myself and someone else could rule over Faerieland for a while,” she sighed. As soon as the words left her mouth, Jhudora appeared!
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Queen Lyra: The Beginning “Hello, Lyra. Thank you for coming.” The dark faerie with cropped hair walked into the Faerie Palace throne room slowly, her echoing footsteps the only sound for a few moments until Lyra stopped in front of the raised dais leading to the throne and curtseyed perfectly.
by precious_katuch14 |
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Stolen Crown Chronicles Fyora sat on her throne and gazed out of the window of her castle. She had just answered thirty odd questions regarding Faerieland and the upcoming Faerie Festival and she was exhausted. She pulled her crown off her head and placed it into her lap.collab with tarons
by devotedly |
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Who Knows The Next Faerie Queen? NEWS FLASH! Fyora is abdicating! And after checking the dictionary to see what that means, it’s even BIGGER news! Fyora has decided to no longer be the Faerie Queen and queen of Faerieland!
by pikachu315111 |
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A Royal Send Off: Fyora's Bucket List With Queen Fyora's sudden announcement of her retirement, one has to wonder how she would fill the voids in her day that were previously dominated by government and royal functions.
In collaboration with Black_Skull725.
by parody_ham |
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All hat, no dragon "L-lady Cecilia? Whatever is the meaning of this? Were we making too much noise?" Some of the Neovians in the more elaborate costumes had edged over to the dragon, whose head and neck still blocked the only door into the banquet hall.
by liouchan |
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Harker's Story Meridell was much as Harker had expected it to be – warm, sunny, grassy and green. It didn’t particularly suit his purposes for it to be so sunny and warm, as he had banked on keeping his identity mostly unknown, under his dark hooded cloak with his scarf wrapped around his face.
by tanikagillam |
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