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“My Queen, now that your servants are healed, you should probably go and talk to your people again,” Lady Nolana murmured. She had been standing back and watching everything so quietly I hadn’t even noticed her.
“The people?” I asked, still feeling almost dizzy with relief.
“You left them rather abruptly,” she reminded me. “And right in the middle of your coronation.”
“Oh, right…” I rose and did my best to brush off my long white skirts. They were hopelessly stained but I didn’t care. “Come on,” I said to Sel and Krynn. “Let’s go finish this.”
52
Lily
I stepped into the Hallowed Clearing again, before the crowd of Dark Fae—the Lesser and the High—and knew they were all my people. I might not have been raised to be a Queen, but now that I was, I was going to do the best I could for them every day.
“People of the Midnight Court!” Lady Nolana called. Now that Mordren had been reduced to a small pile of ashes and Elgiana had been extracted from the thorn bush and dragged away by the guards, she had sort of taken over the MC role—which was fine with me. “I present to you your new ruler—Queen Lilliana of the Royal Line of Lolth!” she shouted.
A wave of cheering broke out and I felt the love coming from every direction.
“Thank you!” I called, spreading my arms wide. “Thank you for lending me your Power tonight—for helping me defeat those who wished to hurt us all.”
They cheered and then someone shouted,
“But who is to be the Consort?”
I opened my mouth, but suddenly Sel was right by my side.
“Don’t do it, Princess,” he muttered in my ear. “They may love you now but nobody in the Court is ready to have two half-breeds named as your Consorts.”
I closed my mouth unwillingly and frowned at him.
“I’m the Queen now—I can choose who I want by my side!”
“The Captain is right,” Lady Nolana murmured. “Better to hold off on such an announcement, my Queen.”
Reluctantly, I nodded.
“Well…all right. Tell them I’ll announce later then. Can we do that?”
“We can.” She nodded gravely. Then she raised her voice again. “Due to all the excitement here tonight, our new Queen is tired and must rest. She promises to announce her Consort later, when she has had time to consider who might best fill the role. But for now, she will sit upon the Silver Throne and you may all approach her and greet her.”
Sel and Krynn each took one of my arms and helped me up on the Silver Throne, which was huge and big enough for several people to sit on at once. They stood on either side of me and watched as the crowd began filing past.
“My Queen,” each of the Fae murmured as they bowed and reached up to touch my hand. I could still feel the energy pulsing inside me—it seemed to magnify all their feelings. I felt their love and awe and admiration. But I also couldn’t help noticing when someone was in pain.
“Wait!” I said, to one of the Lesser Fae as she touched my fingertips. “Your hand—it’s hurt.”
Her eyes grew wide.
“I mangled it in the bread maker, Your Majesty.”
“All right—let me see it,” I told her. She gave me the hand, which was twisted and scarred. I held it in mine and closed my eyes—then I pushed the Healing Magic into her until she gave a little gasp.
“Oh! It’s healed!”
“Good.” I smiled at her and released her hand. “I’m glad it feels better.”
The woman walked off in a daze, examining her hand and the next time I felt someone with a pain I did the same thing…and again and again and again.
The Fae are a long lived people and they don’t seem to get diseases like diabetes or cancer, so most of the hurts I healed were from injuries that had scarred or healed badly. And many of the ones I healed were the Lesser Fae, though there were some High Fae who came to me as well.
