Inspired, Iris summoned Talia, Auriana, and Carissa. "We've been acting like politicians," she said. "Let's act like a family."
But for Auriana, the bubbly princess of Borealis, the adjustment was hardest. She stood on a balcony overlooking the vast, silent gardens. No cars honked. No Mr. Jenkins yelled at her for stepping on his petunias. There was no pizza. lolirock home
The Royal Homecoming
"Your Highnesses!" Mephisto, the royal steward, dabbed at his gem-encrusted eyes with a silk handkerchief. "The sun hasn't shone this brightly in a decade." Inspired, Iris summoned Talia, Auriana, and Carissa
Princess Iris, flanked by her best friends and fellow princesses—Talia, Auriana, and Carissa—stepped through. After years of exile on Earth, after countless battles against the tyrannical Gramorr, they were finally coming home not as refugees, but as victors. She stood on a balcony overlooking the vast, silent gardens
The first few days were a whirlwind of formalities. State banquets, council meetings about rebuilding the outer villages, and a seemingly endless parade of nobles wanting to pledge their allegiance. Talia, ever the diplomat, thrived in this structured chaos, efficiently reorganizing the palace’s neglected archives. Carissa found solace in the training grounds, sparring with the royal guard and knocking them over with a cheerful laugh.
"My darling Iris," the ghost-queen said. "A throne does not make a home. The heart does. Remember the song you played on Earth, in that little garage with your friends? That was real magic. Don't forget it."