“Your majesty we are a few miles shy of destination legions are in place on the east and west corridor awaiting further command.”

“Has Queen Avile been sighted?”

“No, your majesty it is assumed she remains inside.”

“Do not engage in battle until I give command I do not wish to reveal position giving the Mad Queen free path to escape.”

“Yes your majesty, “her lieutenant says before returning to her legion. Looking at her surroundings Jennicus basked in her success mainly due to her notion she had defied both her mother and the Gods. She was queen and controlled the worlds largest army ruling as she saw fit. The more success she gained the less she was concerned about the Gods with each victory in her mind she was becoming one. There they all stood a reflection of her and her rule standing firm ready to kill as commanded. Taking control of the sea would add to her legacy an affirmation to the Gods she too was born in their likeness. Like ants her army surrounded the confines of Queen Aviles castle. Walking upon the hill she stares down at her upcoming conquest smirking devilishly.

“Cordelia both you and your queen will bow before me.” While Jennicus stood on idle ground feeding off the impending capture of Cordelia she nor her soldiers failed to notice what was occurring in the trees above them. High amongst the waverly trees watching her every move were the native pygmies. They lived both underground and in the weeping willow trees that surrounded the water. They were awaken suddenly by the erupting vibrations of the ground as Jennicus and her army abruptly crossed their path. The moment the first horse pounded their hooves into the ground messengers made their way to Queen Avile notifying her of her unexpected guest. Futhermore, a messenger sent on behalf of Queen Maia notified her of a possible attack a few sunrises past. In anticipation of Jennicus arrival all citizens of Cordelia were ordered inside the confines of the castle. Jennicus sudden arrival came as no surprise as Queen Avile and the citizens of Cordelia awaited her presence.

“Your majesty Jennicus and her army have arrived.”

“Yes, an arrival I’ve been anticipating, “Queen Avile says looking over her massive cast iron pot. Gazing into her pot she was more than pleased with the results of her latest concoction. The green brew bubbled with purpose when she stirred the liquid every so often it would calm in response to her free yet troubled mind. It was here in her private dungeon she spent most of time filled with hundreds of jars of special salts, spices, pickled anatomy animal parts, incense, potions, and hundreds of spell books. It was cold, dreary, and damp however being a descendant of the water goddess she warmly embraced the environment. The company she kept although non-human she found both comfort and solace in. The pygmies were dear to her as they held position in replacement of the children she did not have. As she paced back and forth she was startled out of her thoughts by Koi a pygmy and her most trusted and dear friend.