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Zelia looked at Trex and smiled, "I will. I promise."
She walked through the guild and managed to find Levi. She smiled at the girl, "Levi, have you seen Gajeel?"
The blue haired girl nodded and stood, "I think he should still be in the arena, training. I can come with if you want."
Zelia shrugged, "The more the merrier. We are asking about an Exceed, that's lost its Dragon Slayer."
Levi frowned, "Poor thing."
It didn't take them long to convince Gajeel to come and help them. He may be a scary man, but he had a soft spot for the Exceed. They went back to the bar area to find Bodo explaining what brought him to Fairy Tail with them.
Bodo shook his head and Natsu, "No... I've lost my Gyastu and Trex saved me... He said he'd help me find my Dragon Slayer, so that I won't be alone," He hugged Trex's leg. Zelia covered her smile as she looked at the two of them and walked over to the group, "We were hoping you guys might know something about Gyastu... Some hints to where we can find... Gyatsu."
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Flynn looked at Skye wide eyed as she explained that she knew were to look. He grinned at her, "Really?!"
He listened to her as she explained and asked if they should head home and grab the others. He pursed his lips, "It would dangerous to go alone... We could run into the Caelum wizards and I don't feel like being outnumbered by them any more than we already are... But Trex and Zelia are taking the horses to Trex's... His parents are going to want them to visit and I'm sure Zelia with oblige... I say we stay we head back and see if we can find out anything on this tree in the Fairy Tail library... It is clearly something magical... So, the library ought to have something... Right?"
Anastasia looked up at Samsul as he said he needed to tell her something. She nodded, "Of course..."

She walked with him to the field and found a nice spot to lie down. Melor bounded through the tall grass, disappearing and reappearing as he jumped. She laughed a little and sat down in a spot that seemed to be clean enough. She sighed and laid down on her back. She stretched slightly as she looked up at sky. She smiled as stared up at the stars, "I can see Big Dipper... And if you connect those stars...," She pointed, "That's... Ursa Major"

She smiled, she loved stargazing. She looked at Samsul, "You wanted to talk about something..."
King George looked at the Knight and smirked, "Ah yes, my apologies," He bowed to the man dramatically, "I was not aware that I may have been stepping on your toes."

He stepped back and started to walk away, "Although, Sir Samsul. You may wish to see a doctor," He looked over his shoulder as he placed in hands into his pockets, "You are looking awfully green."
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Anastasia walked over to her shutters and sat in her chair to look out the window at the stars. She sighed and rested her chin on her hand. She wished she could see the stars that she saw back at home. Yes, these were the same very stars but the sky just looked empty without those she could see in the fields. She walked over to her door and opened it to look at Samsul, who stood out there alone, "Can we go to the field and stargaze?"

Melor's ears perked up at the word field and raced over to them. He sat between the two of them and whined, wanting to go,
"Urais?" Anastasia said looking at the King, who smiled at nodded. She smiled back, "You are the Isles to the south."

King George laughed, "Someone has been doing their research it seems. Yes and our palace is on one of our many islands. It was a trek to come see you, Princess. And although, I cannot speak for my brother, I am happy we did."

Anastasia giggled and blushed slightly, "Yes, well, Gerald made me look into each everyone of you. That's how I knew the two of you were in a position similar to my own."

When they reached her room, she curtsied, "Thank you for walking me to my rooms."

George smiled, "You're welcome, your highness.... Now, would you care to show my back to my rooms," he winked.

Anastasia laughed and shook her head, "I see a vicious cycle coming along, your majesty."

"I don't think it would be particularly vicious," He teased as Anastasia opened her door. She smiled at him, "Good night, King George, I hope you manage to find your rooms," Then she slipped into her own.
Anastasia smiled at King George, "What has it been like?" she asked him.

He chuckled a little, "Difficult... But it is getting easier, I suppose. I'm truly amazed by you, Princess Anastasia."

She blushed slightly and looked between the two brothers, "Why on earth is that?"

Prince Henry grinned, "Well, you've only been a Princess for six months and are already taking on the mantle as Queen."

Anastasia sighed, "It's not like I had much of a choice."

"I would have run," King George said, looking at her, "I nearly ran and this was something I lived everyday knowing I would one day do... I would have run... very fast."

Anastasia laughed, "Well, then you've never tried to outrun Samsul," She looked over her shoulder at the Lost Elf and grinned, "I wouldn't be two steps out the door before he would be dragging me back in," she shook her head, "I do think I will manage though... I have a lot of help."

She stopped, "I believe these were the rooms the two of you were assigned to," she glanced back at Gerald, who nodded.

King George smiled and bowed, "Thank you, your highness, but I do believe it is the men who are supposed to escort the lady to their rooms," He held out his arm to her, "May I?"

Anastasia curtised, "Why thank you, King George."

Prince Henry ducked into their room and the King and Queen to be left down the hall. Gerald pursed his lips as they went, "Interesting...."
"Yes..." Samsul muttered to Gerald as they all walked into the palace. "They are a good match... Very relatable to each other." During the course of the three months, Samsul had finally began to accept the feeling that he had some feelings for Anastasia. He was always there to comfort her, and he believed that she thought that she was able to trust him on a personal level. He knew little to nothing about Prince Henry, and because of the existing emotions, he believed that the young man was unfit to be wed to Anastasia. He had little else to say to any of the people around him and simply followed the group in calm silence keeping an eye on the princess and the young prince.
Anastasia looked at Samsul when he reassured her. She enjoyed it when he was around. Due to his new found title, he didn't hover as much, leaving the job to other Lost Elves. It was nice, having him back to calm and comfort her. She nodded her head, "How stressful can saying hello be..."

She looked forward again and stepped out the door. She looked at the carriage as the doors opened. Half of her preparation for today was Gerald teaching the names and faces of those attending. He wanted them to feel as if she had handpicked them herself. And so the slow and strangely steady arrival of guests began. From King and Queens from neighbouring countries to Lords and Ladies of Greenspring. Children raced passed her and into the castle causing her to laugh. Nurses, that had come along, apologized and tried to wrangle the kids of royals and it finally felt like the castle wasn't that empty.

She glanced at Samsul and smiled at him as the last of the carriages pulled up. Gerald, who had joined them at some point during the madness to help Anastasia with names, nodded, "This is the last one."

Anastasia sighed, "Thank goodness. My feet are getting tired."

A greying man climbed out of the carriage and opened the door to two young men. She curtised to them, "Welcome King George and Prince Henry."

George had been placed in a position similar to her own, forced onto the throne due to the death of their parents. They walked up the steps and bowed to her. Henry kissed her hand, "Thank you for inviting us, your highness."

Anastasia smiled, "Well, it would be nice to get some advice from your brother. With the two of you being so young and running the country."

George laughed, "I would love to answer any questions you have, your majesty."

Anastasia nodded, "Wonderful, please come in."

The three of them walked into the palace and Gerald watched them as they went, Amul following, "Prince Henry is a fine lad. Only a year older than the Princess... Little chance at the throne unless his brother falls terribly ill and it seems the three of them are already getting along," He glanced at Samsul to see how he might react, "I think they would be a good match. Don't you?"
Natasha looked at him as he explained that he thought that she might since Loki thought that she did. She nodded and kissed him quickly and lightly. She gave him a small smile as she relaxed against him, "I'm okay with loving you...."

She snuggled against him as best she could without moving anything that would put her in more pain. She looked up at him, "How's your... um... Head? Did the doctor give you medication? Is it making you feel better? Does your head still hurt?"

She was worried about him but all her thoughts in her head seemed to swim around not letting her focus on one single thing. It was irritating her. The thought of the fact that she was stuck in this bed came across her mind. Her heart rate rose slightly and she shrunk into Clint, letting out a small whimper.
Anastasia looked at him as he explained why he was confident that he could manage it. She bit her lip, so he was confident because he felt he had lived his life training to be a leader. Herself, she'd been picking flowers and milking cows up until three months ago. She nodded her head, "I see..." She said softly before she returned to brushing her horse.
~Three months later~
Anastasia was sitting in Gerald's office at his desk, writing away as he looked over her shoulder and Samsul stood at his place at the door. She looked up at him and smiled, less than a month ago he'd become Head of The Lost Elves. She was proud of him, as were the Lost Elves, and it seemed like he was doing a fine job in the few he had. Amul opened the door and looked at the before bowing, "A carriage has arrived. Guests for the Princess's coronation are here... I assumed it would be best if she were there to great the royals."

Gerald nodded, "Wonderful idea, Amul," He looked at the Princess, "You remember my lessons on interacting in court?"

Anastasia smiled, "That I do," She put down her pen and left her work. She walked with Samsul to the front door. She hesistated slightly, quickly brushing the dress that had been made for her in the city. She bit her lip and took a deep breath before nodding to the guards to open the door.
"Mmmm," She hummed softly as she rested her head back on his shoulder, "I think I love you too... I don't know...I don't even know what love is..."

She adjusted herself in the bed and sighed, "I want to say I love you... but I don't know if I do... I know the thought of Loki killing you... scared me because if I survived... I didn't know what I would do with myself."

She looked up at him before out the large glass windows into the hall. She saw a wheelchair leaned against the wall and pursed her lips, "I'm tired of being tired... When you feel better... can we go for a walk around the... um..." She blinked a few times trying to gather her thoughts had seemed to run through her fingers like water. She looked at him, "Do you think I love you?"
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