Gren grazed at the root that was walking down the palace halls and really had no words to describe what he was seeing. The root was not just walking, but it was walking with elegance as if it had the pride of a king. 

The group quickly arrived at two carved wooden doors with two elven guards standing in front of it. The guards saluted and turned, grabbing hold of the massive handles and pulling the doors open. The guard who had brought Juna with him shouted: “Apostle Juna of the Holy Kingdom Of Serenity has arrived!”

“What is the meaning of this!? What envoy!? I will not be accepting no envoys from some kingdom I never heard of!” An elf wearing golden robes was sitting in front of a group of elves, seemingly having a meeting, when he heard the announcement. Being interrupted angered the elf to no end.

“An elf king should not act all high and mighty in front of my Holy Kingdom.” Juna’s cold words filled the hall as her root carried her into the hall. It was only now that the king realized his mistake. He did not think it was the nymph princess whom he had just heard about.

“Ah… so it was you. My apologies. I did not think you would come to visit me so soon.” The elf king’s expression changed as he looked at Juna, his gaze flashing with a hint of lust. Juna was beautiful, after all, and her chosen wear of leaves and roots that covered her body gave off an allure that was hard to resist for some. 

“I do believe you were told about my kingdom’s name. Are all elves this stuck up that they think they are better than everyone else? Let me tell you now, the tricks you have in mind will not work against me nor my companions. After all….” Juna smiled knowingly. She understood the thoughts of these people. Once she heard that her race was revered by these elves, she knew they would play some tricks to try to split her and her companions up at some point.

“I am here for one reason and one reason only. Join in an alliance with my Holy Kingdom of Serenity to fight the demon queens of old, or we will just have to take over your kingdom.” Juna’s words were not doctrine. She had not planned to do this, but since they had other ideals, she was not going to let that slide either.

“Juna…” Becky was nervous. This was not the plan at all! Juna turned and gave her a smile while pressing her finger against her lips. She then turned back and looked at the king, waiting for his answer.

“This is not something we can agree to easily. What benefits do we have in forming an alliance with your kingdom? If anything, you should understand that we are still reforming after being sent to this new place. If you were to take some time and stay here for….” The king wanted to get Juna to stay so they had more chances to push her away from her companions, but he was quickly cut off before he could continue, when a root suddenly shot up from the ground and wrapped around his neck.

“Elven king, your dirty thoughts are written on your face. Do you think Her Holiness would allow you to take me away from her? She is my family. We carry the same last name. We are sisters, yet she is a transcended being with greater power than you could ever imagine. Do you think you can try to swindle me into staying in this tree house until you can figure out a way to control me? Do you even think that is possible? If I wanted to, I could uproot your entire kingdom and send it to the middle of the ocean. Would you wood elves like to become ocean elves?” Juna was never one to beat around the bush. Once she was angered, she would show it. Once one dared to try to harm her kingdom, she would make sure it was known that no one could do anything that would make her goddess sad.

 “You! Let go of our king!” The guards at the side drew their bows but were soon blocked off as rocks began to shoot up from the ground and to the ceiling, blocking them from being able to see what was going on.

Juna smiled as she gave Mike a nod. “As you can see, you are not even a match for a single one of my guards never mind myself nor my goddess. So I will give you one more choice: you will form an alliance to be destroyed. Pick. You have three seconds.” 

The king wanted to scream out that he could not even speak, but he couldn’t! The damn root around his neck was choking him! “We accept!” The elven queen, who was standing at the side, suddenly stood up and bowed her head. “We accept so please…. Let my husband go.”

“Hmmm? Ah right…” Juna scratched her head. For had forgotten that she had captured him. “Since you accept, then I will need you two to form a binding magic contract that states you will form an alliance with us and help defeat the demon queens of old, or you will die along with your kingdom.”