“Guess who’s staying at the palace for their honeymoon?” questioned my black
unicorn friend Elard.
“Cygmous and Dalia” l replied smartly flipping my hair in the wind. It had been
four years since l had betrayed Eric and four years since he had betrayed me with
that whore Sarah.
“How did you know?” asked Elard.
“L know they got married, my father arranged it all” l said smiling proudly on my
friends black back.
“Really did he, me and Rosalina never had an arranged marriage” said Elard.
“Neither did l, l married for love just as you did” l said.
“Yes and you got engaged at my wedding, you know l don’t care if you might have
taken some of the shine off me and Rosalina on our wedding night” said Elard
flicking his mane because it was itchy.
“No l don’t think l took the shine off you and Rosalina, no way” l said itching his
mane. L remember just before l came to Moda as a little girl l wanted a pet
unicorn, well now l kind of had one, Elard was my friend unicorn and l never
dreamed that unicorns were able to talk, it was better to have a friend unicorn
than a pet unicorn l reckoned.
“Whatever you say princess” Elard said sighing. “You must go to see my mother”
Elard said to me.
“Oh really why?” l asked.
“Because she misses you dearly” he said solemnly.
“Oh then lets go and see her now” l suggested smiling my face off with my
brilliant smile.
“We will go to see her, l will ride to the palace” said Elard and took off in a gallop.
When we arrived at the palace l travelled off his back and met the queen on the
royal balcony.
“Hello Isibella” l said.
“Hello Adriela” she said warmly with a big smile on her face.
“So I’ve missed you” l lied a little, though l did miss her and a few select unicorns
a little.
“Oh so have l and l am delighted to see you, so tell me how is it like to be queen?”
she questioned.
“A great feeling” l said expressing my power, l could do anything that l wanted
now that l was queen, soon l was going to make my eldest a black immortal so
that he could descend the throne as he is a purple immortal.
“L know that is exactly how it feels” said Isibella smiling. “Anyway want some
Rosy dreams?” she offered me.
“Sure” l said pouring a jug of Rosy dreams into an unused mug and drank it up
and it tasted sweet.