⚔ Amaryllis ⚔

Once upon a time, in the faraway kingdom of Aranya lived a king and his daughter. The girl’s mother, named Dandelion, was a witch. Her and the king were in good terms, but weren’t dating. The princess was born from a one-night-stand in their youth, a time in which the then young witch was still experimenting with her want of a sexuality or lack of thereof. They named the little girl Amaryllis as all witches and their daughters were named after flowers.

The little girl grew happy and healthy, she didn’t see her mom often because she lived in Yardley at the end of the kingdom but she had a loving father. Her best friend was named Tom and was a nice lad with whom she always got in all kind of shenanigans. She usually spent her days discovering the castle with him and Chamomile, her cat familiar. They were often bothered by Great Great Uncle Alistair Julius the Third’s (he insisted on The Capitals) incessant whining, she and Tom once asked him if it was the reason he was assassinated, he looked hurt and her dad told her to never ask about it again. She listened, Uncle Alistair was annoying but hurting people was mean “and I’m not a meanie daddy! I’m six an’ a half, I’m big!” She had school too, of course because even princesses go to school.

Amaryllis was excited, her sixteenth birthday was coming, she had caught her father and Elias making out in the throne room (which meant that she needed to bleach her eyes) and she was now fifty bucks richer because Tom bet her that they weren’t dating. Honestly, he should have known better, it’s not like they were subtle about it. Her father called Elias “love” or “honey” for God’s sake! The worst was that she wasn’t even surprised, Tom was as dense as a brick when it came to those things. Proof of that, the gardener’s sibling had a crush on him and he hadn’t even noticed. Everybody but him knew! She prayed for Ariel, at the rate it was going, they would never have a boyfriend, at least not one named Tom. They could always try declaring their love but even their aggressive flirting didn’t seem to go through Tom’s thick skull. But never mind, her birthday was tomorrow! She hoped that her mother would be able to come but it was unlikely as there was an epidemic going on in Yardley, where she lived, and her healer’s talents were needed. Anyway, there she was, sitting at her desk doing her homework and bored as hell. Ama decided to that a little break wouldn’t hurt because she wouldn’t be able to work much longer otherwise, she turned on the disk drive and started dancing. She was an awful dancer but what mattered was that she was having fun. She was swirling in her and doing weird arabesque motion following the music’s tempo. Unfortunately, with a gesture a bit harsher than the others, her hand hit the beautiful vase her mom had given her for her birthday

Fortunately, Chamomile agreed to notify them and as soon as Ama was in her room, she called Tom and asked him to come over. They laid on the bed and Amaryllis started explaining what happened and that yes, she really did that and don’t look at me like that why would I be lying Tom! After a few demonstrations Tom agreed that it was “really fucking cool” and “insane”. Then they did the usual, painting their nails while Amaryllis teased Tom about his crush on Ariel, which inevitably ended with a furiously blushing Tom and a smug Ama as well as speaking about their futures shenanigans and pranks. Tom stayed for the night and they had a sleep-over with Chamomile who had come back earlier in the night. It was decided, Ama was to leave for Yardley in two days and Tom readily accepted the invitation to come with her, Great Great Uncle Alistair Julius III (GGUAJ III for the intimates) tagged along.