4Rolling hills, deep rich valleys, rivers of cool clean water. This was the magical land of Misthaven.
It was filled with exotic luscious plants, intelligent animals, and brave people. The magic flowed through the land and ignited the spark of life in the world.
Its princess, Elizabeth, was walking down the aisle today.
Lizzie had long blonde hair, and today it was piled in braids on top of her head with a diamond and pearl tiara. Her veil trailed out behind her. Her dress a draping empire silhouette gown with pearl and silver filigree.
She walked bravely down the aisle, but was not without her trusted sword at her side. Still, they were at war with Queen Angela, the white Angel of the North.
Standing at the altar was Ciel Phantomhive, her prince that she had loved and fought this war for.
Ciel was a tall, young man with bluish-black hair and rich, deep blue eyes. His arms and legs were thin, his shoulders slim and his waist narrow. Ciel was currently wearing a blue and silver suit with a blue rose. Ciel wore a black eye-patch made of gauze with a single cord over his right eye
At his side was his loyal butler Sebastian, who had fought for them as well.
They listened quietly to the ceremony, but both of them were secretly watching the exits, hoping the Angel did not interrupt.
The vows were given, and Lizzie kissed her beloved, as they became man and wife.
There was suddenly a blast of smoke and Angela stood there among them.
There was a round of applause. Lizzie and Ciel leaned in for a kiss, but were interrupted. Angela enters.
"Sorry I'm late." Angela approached the couple.
Two guards tried to stop her, but she pushed them out of the way with magic.
"It's the Queen!" Sebastian said.
Lizzie drew Ciel's sword and pointed it at Angela. "She's not the Queen anymore. She's nothing more than an evil witch."
"No, no, no. Don't stoop to her level. There's no need." Ciel took the sword from Lizzie. "You're wasting your time. You've already lost. And I will not let you ruin this wedding." "Oh, I haven't come here to ruin anything. On the contrary, dear, I've come to give you a gift." Angela said.
"We want nothing from you." Lizzie snapped.
"But you shall have it! My gift to you is this happy, happy day. But tomorrow, my real work begins. You've made your vows, now I make mine. Soon, everything you love, everything all of you love, will be taken from you. Forever. I will snuff out the unclean, the impure the unwanted!" Angel turned around and headed for the door.
Ciel called after her. "Hey!"
Angela turned around. Ciel threw his sword at her, but she dissipated before it hit her. The remaining people at the wedding nervously talked amongst themselves, and Ciel and Lizzie hugged.
"Sebastian search the palace! Find her if she remains! That is my order!" Ciel shouted. "She will not get away with this!"
