Moonlight

Prologue

"My, oh my! Such merry to finally have you here, Celine!," Madame Marie exclaimed.

"Well, thank you madame!," Celine answered with a warm smile. "It's lovely to be here as well."

"Come, and I shall tell you why you're here," Madame Marie said as she leaded Celine into her pile of leaves with a banner written her antique store's name on it.

"Such beautiful place you have, madame!," Celine said touching every single thing in Madam Marie's antique collection.

"Oh! 'Careful with those, darling!," Madam Marie gasped approaching Celine that was admiring her unique collection of bottled light.

"Some of these items were once held by the royal ruler, Tania back then," she said holding her head up high.

"Gosh, I'd never thought you have antiques from the past," Celine exclaimed with a wee bit shock.

"And that is why I called you here,Celine.. to take care of this old place"

"Why? Are you leaving?," Celine asked following Madame Marie that was heading towards outside.

"Oh unfortunately... yes," she sighed. "Things have gotten pretty messed up, and I've decided to clear my mine in another place more... tranquil."

"Good grief! Have you tell anyone about your plan leaving?"

"Why no.. I haven't and won't!," she answered curtly. "Those pitiful fae are not worth to tell, they would just make me sick by seeing me leaving!"

"Ah, well..," Celine muttered. "This is goodbye then.."

"I'm afraid so," she took a deep breath.

"Well goodbye, Celine! Do tell my regards to the queen," she smiled sweetly leaving Celine in so many question.

Instead of stopping her, Celine just waved goodbye realizing that she already had her decision to leave.

Celine, quickly flit towards the great willow tree.

"Warren, I wish to see Queen Rhyannon, please," she said in a serious tone.

"Sure! Why the curt face?," he asked as he started opening the 'Guest Book'.

"Nothing really. It's about Madame Mariieee.. Oh my goodness! Damarys! Where's Warren?!"

"Warren is out for a while. Miss him, don't you darling?," Damarys smirked as he leaded Celine into Rhyannon's lair.

She just rolled her eyes.

"Oh, by the way, what's up with Rhiannon's second-hand?," he asked pointing out Madame Marie.

"Nothing!," Celine snapped, "And why does everyone has to put her on such terrible terms?!"

"Because....," he paused opening the door so Celine could enter the lair, "you know why."

 Celine raised an eyebrow before helping herself in.

"Queen Rhyannon. Pardon my intrude...."

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A/N : Hey guys! It's my second story :))

And it would be more to 'Fantasy' genre, than Historical Fiction.

Sometimes I just wish I could make a simple Teen Fiction without making it cheesy :'(

Part 2 will be uploaded ASAP!!

-M-