Pack & Pride of Kristie... All about dogs, family, some crafts, mostly knitting, and fun things.
And now... The Witch of Mortinshire Saga continues...
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"King Hatukk!!!!!" Marcella cried, as she hugged the proud but soft panther. "Ah, Jasmina is here. Where is Rowena?" the panther seemed surprised the they did not bring Rowena. "Over here, your majesty," Marcella waved her wand that had been carefully tucked away in her dress, and Rowena appeared. "Rowena, your Majesty. Rowena, the ex- queen of witches, the Witch o Mortinshire!" Marcella bowed, and withdrew. The king pawed at a necklace on Rowena's, or mother's, as the children would've said, neck. The clasp sprang open, and the gold necklace fell to the ground. Picking it off the ground, Marcella said, "I can do the rest." And she put the intricately molded gold necklace caked with jewels around Jasmina's neck. "It's heavy." Jasmina said. "It stands for the weight you have to carry for the Witches." Marcella answered. Then, she put a gold circled that had been on Rowena's head on Jasmina, who said, "It's so light, I'm afraid it will be lost!" "This is for the responsibility of forgetting your people" and after Marcella said that, she fastened a few hair clips on the crown. With a cloud of sparkly substance, the forest was decorated for a coronation. The next day, donned with a purple robe and exquisite dress, Jasmina was allowed to sit on the throne. after everyone feasted, the leftovers and throne were whisked away, for a with of Motinshire does not need a crown or throne to show ones authority, only the necklace. And the tale of the withces' ancestry began, "
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