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Drunken-Rabbit
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In the Land of Cardiau, there stood four great and powerful kingdoms. Rhawiau [Spades], Calonnau [Hearts], Clybiau [Clubs], and Diemwnt [Diamonds]. They all fairly had an easy going relation between one another. It had been many a long year, and many Kings and Queens had turned the throne over to their heirs. But in this time, there was only One Queen that stood upon the throne of Calonnau, and that was something that couldn't happen! Her aging and crippling father urged her to marry, but she was a stubborn girl, and she sought to make herself known in the Land of Cardiau by herself, and only by herself. She needed no man.
It soon came the time of her father's passing, and indeed she mourned, but it was very quick, and she soon assumed the tasks of Queen, and made sure the other three kingdoms knew she was on the throne, and oh how she was proud. At least once a week she would send messages to the other three kingdoms herself, talking about alliances and daily news. All would change however, as a dark and ominous cloud crossed the sky on the Day of Harvest.
It was just before dawn, a glimmer of a beautiful harvest shone on the horizons of the east, Corinne had much luck in the previous years harvest, and she hoped this year it would bare the same news. By this time she would also extend her greetings and welcome the other Royals to her palace for an excellent harvest feast. But of course, she must wait, not everyone got up when the sun rose as she did. Especially not royals. She laughed at the thought of the other Kings and their wives trying to get up and do all the tasks she did in a day, but of course, it was a silly girlish thought. She must move onto more pressing matters.
She slipped down the marble staircase and onto the ground floor of the palace, and admired the woven tapestries that hung along the walls besides the windows. Of course, they would never cover the windows, because the light was a precious thing.
Corinne gazed out at the window, and furrowed her brows. The sun had not yet risen, and it was surely past the breaking of dawn. She bit her soft pink lip and pulled her silk black hood closer to her face and haste-fully walked out side and stepped into the awaiting carriage, telling the horsemen to go to the nearest kingdom as fast as he could.
As she gazed at the window, she watched as a thick black cloud rolled closer to the peaceful land of Cardiau.