The Summer Queen

After a thousand years, the Summer King is dead. His remains lay at the Summer Kingdom where the courts of the other three kingdoms were invited for the ceremony. To each of their own splendor, arrived the Autumn Queen, the Spring King, and the Winter King. Trumpets were played as the sunburned-cheeks and red-haired Autumn Queen entered with falling leaves trailing behind her. She has been accompanied by her autumn elves. Another trumpet was played as the Spring King followed with his pinking cheeks and apple green hair followed with blossoms floating in the air, butterflies, and gigantic talking trees. Then the last trumpet was played when the new Winter King entered. In every step he takes, a snowflake forms beneath his foot. King Osmond is the Winter Prince turned the Winter King just a few moments before the winter solstice when his father passed. He confidently strides through the halls of the Summer kingdom, stepping on the vines. He didn’t mind the squeals of the summer fairies who tended them. Along with him were the Winter Army, all rugged and muscular with particular disdain towards the rays of sunshine penetrating through the cathedral windows. Their skin burns when the summer light touches them. The summer fairies with their light hair and pale skins hid behind their flower buds, the other submerged into the golden rivers.   Adelaide, the Summer Princess, flew right in while watching the new Winter King. She finds him quite reserved but surprisingly bold with his pale hair matching his pale eyebrows, chiseled chin, cold silver eyes, aquiline nose, and frosted blue lips. King Osmond held his sword tightly at his hip, careful not to have the ray of the sun touch its blade. But what is most distinguishing in him is his new sense of pride as his head carries the Winter Crown, all crafted in snowflakes that don’t melt. King Osmond blew some snowflakes in the air.   Bells rang and harps were strung. The trumpets sounded when Adelaide flew right in holding a bud which a ball of light has been contained. The ball of light is what remains of her father. “Good day, I am grateful for all the kingdoms who attended today,” she began, choking on her repressed tears. “King Urdo has been a great Summer King for a thousand years. Today, we celebrate his life and remember him as a great king. To the Summer King!”             “To the Summer King!” the crowd cheered.             Adelaide sat at the late Summer King’s chair and lowered her head. The eldest of the Summer Knights, General Esiah, stepped forward and cleared his throat. The Summer Crown, made up of vines and lilies, were handed to him by the summer pixies. “By the power vested in me by the Summer Kingdom, I now present to you Adelaide, the new Summer Queen!” General Esiah placed the Summer Crown on her head. She clutched the bud tighter to her chest. He knelt before the Summer Queen and the rest of the Summer Kingdom while the rest of the other kingdoms followed suit.             “Long Live the Summer Queen!” The General cheered.             “Long Live the Summer Queen!”