The Sisters Two~ Queen Faye: Beginnings: The Sisters Two Chronicles, #1

By Sky Boivin

Book one of the Sister's Two Chronicles. Folow the adventure of Sky when she first arrives at the Gray Scale bunker. Their battles for protecting the crown and the throne of the Island of Realms from the hands of the Troll Queen and the Raven Queen as witch sisters Sky and Niki discover the war now waged against them.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sky Boivin
• Release date: May 18, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393675402

Sky Boivin

Sky Boivin grew up in Boylston, ma, usa. she has always loved writing. It is her outlet in life, a way to share her thoughts and feelings freely. now she brings her love of the written word to you, reader. find within these pages a world of love, loss, and hope. You can follow sky instagram and twitter on @SkyBoivin and on facebook as @skyboivinwritefanpage website: https://skyboivin.wixsite.com/skyboivinauthor photo credit to @capturedexposer from instagram 

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This book and story is dedicated to those writers who had helped to inspire and bring such a story to life. Also to those who still continue to inspire each day. You are life’s unnoticed muses to others, but to me I see it. Many thanks to each and every one of you. And hopefully this story will help to in turn, inspire others.

Some of the thanks go out to the writers of:

Elijah a talented soul and my rp partner and a dear friend close to my heart. Who never ceases to inspire me in the smallest of ways.

Miss Ember my wolf and fellow queen. Who is always up for shenanigans.

Miss Wings the imaginative spirit of the group.

My sister as the Demon Queen. My partner in crime in life and in story shenanigans.

And the other talented writers along the way.

~ Chapter 1~

At The Island of Realms

As the old Faye Queen lay dying from her battle wounds caused by the shadow demons, she calls for her closest Faye, Sky, my dear child. Come please.

Sky obediently goes to her bedside, Yes, Queen Mother.

The Queen reaches for her hand, which Sky gives willingly. You are the highest trained Daughter of Avalon. She whispers to her. You are the only one fit to take over for me.

Sky, shocked, What do you mean, my Queen? You will be alright. We can heal you.

The Queen slowly shakes her head, No, child. You have been trained for this moment. You are the one meant to be.

But, I can’t possibly be the one. You must be wrong. We can heal you. I know we can... Sky begins to stammer.

The old Queen smiles and nods to her guard who approaches the bed. He hands Sky the staff with a silent bow and soft flutter of his wings.

Sky sadly takes it from his hands whispering, But I’m not ready for this. Why is this, my fate?

The old Queen whispers in her last breath, Daughter...

Sky turns to her puzzled. She looks down at the staff. Shaking her head, This is not what I wanted. What ever happened to free will? she hears nothing more from the Queen Mother.

The walls echoed with sadness of the passing of their Queen. As the news travels across the island, faint cheers are heard in the Pirate Cove. Sky walks away from the Queen’s bed to her balcony to see what the noise is. She stands facing the Pirate Cove. She looks over it, puzzled. The celebration was coming from that direction. She turns quickly to head back inside, goes past the now dead Queen and makes her way to the throne room.

She begins to pace when she reaches it, mumbling to herself. "This can’t be. There has been an alliance. Why would they have done something so stupid? She continues to pace and mutter to herself when the guard steps into the room, making sure to stay in the shadows per orders of the former Queen.

She couldn’t help but think over in her head, ‘Stay in the shadows so you can strike unseen to the enemy.’ The Queen Mother always said. Suddenly, a loud bang as the main doors flew open.

Long live the new Queen! There came a boisterous voice from the door. The voice came closer. And long live the new King, me! Roberts, the Pirate King boasts.

Anger wells up within her. She glares at him. "How dare you." She whispers in her anger and grief.

Roberts stops right in front of her.

She repeats herself a little louder, "How. Dare. You."

What a lovely room. Although, I think the first thing I do as King will be to remove all the goddess statues and put all the weapons on the walls. He gloats as he turns around the room, clearly ignoring Sky’s accusations.

Get. Out, She demands through clenched teeth. Her hand grips tight on the staff. The staff begins to glow in her rage.

Roberts pauses and tilts his head coyly to the side. "I’m sorry; did you say something, slave?" He slips into a slight grin.

The smugness in his voice made her boil inside. Her eyes begin to glow as she boils. The energy builds within her. Get, she starts calmly. Out! she bellows, raising the staff and blasting Roberts out of the throne room. He is thrown all the way out of the door and down the steps by the force. The guard comes out from the shadows to stand between him and his new Queen. She steps out to the doorway and looks down upon Roberts, "You will never be King here."

Roberts looks up at her from the ground, You just watch me. I will. Just you watch. He stands up slowly, brushing himself off, his eyes never leaving hers.

Without flinching, "You will never be King here. Nor will you ever be my King. There will never be us. She gives a nod to the guard. Remove this vile creature from my site."

The guard nods and motions others to remove Roberts. He goes off kicking, yelling as they take him. "I will be king!"

She stands still and tall, unmoving until Roberts' voice faded into nothing.

My Queen? The guard whispers to her. She snaps back into focus and turns back to him.

There is sadness in the back of her eyes. I’m sorry, but, she shakes her head slowly, I can’t be this. She sets the staff aside and starts to walk away.

The guard steps forward. Dearest child, I was here when you were born. They rejoiced and said you would be great one day. Don’t prove them wrong. There is greatness within you. Just give it time. He hands her back the staff.

She looks at the guard and forces a smile. Time, my friend, will not be on our side as long as he is on his throne, I fear. She fiddles with the staff that has now become hers. She hands it to him. Keep this safe for me. She takes off.

But, my Queen, Where are you going? He asks confused.

She turns, her wings tattered and torn. To find a way to save us, she flies off.

Stay safe, he whispers after her, bowing.

{Back at the bunker}

Sky wakes up from dozing off in her chair. It takes her a moment to realize where she was. Hearing the chatter of Jaylissa and Balthazar from the other room, she closes her eyes in relief. ‘Safe,’ her head thinks. She gets up from the library chair and heads to the main room.

Everyone is in the main room. She smirks at the scene of her found clan. She goes over to Balthazar and slides her arm behind his waist, leaning her head on his shoulder. She listens to them all chatter. The youngling, Wings, speaks of some lavish story that is always amusing to her. She has always loved hearing her stories. No matter how far-fetched they may seem. For it was stories like hers that made her island grow and thrive; those small youthful imaginations that never die. She just hoped that the young lass would never grow out of such an imagination.

Good morning beautiful, Balthazar whispers in her ear.

Jalyissa notices the difference in Sky’s aura instantly. Anything wrong? she asks.

Sky just smiles and nods no. Just a dream I had, she lies.

Thankfully, Jaylissa doesn’t press the topic any further. Sky feels she might be in the clear for now on having to give any solid answers to what she just went through. She may allow her some time to wrap her head around what exactly happened.

~ Chapter 2~

She gripped the rim of the porcelain sink and tried to steady her hands. One. Last. Time, she whispers to herself. One. Last. Time.

She takes a deep breath in as she is projected back onto the island of realms. She sees the ship in the port below her. She glances around to see just where she ended up this time. She sees the old weeping cherry tree. She cautiously looks around to see if anyone is around her. She senses nothing. She takes a small breath out. The old weeping cherry blossom tree has never bloomed as long as she has remembered. All these years, and the poor tree has just sat there watching it all wither around itself.

She steps closer to the edge of the cliff overlooking Pirate Cove, the waves crashing over the sharp rocks below. She shakes her head wondering how the pirate king can be so bold. She whispers upon the wind, I will never marry you.

She turns to a sudden sound behind her. She catches a blur of a shadow before she is pushed over the edge of the cliff. She hears an evil laughter as she falls down to the Pirate Cove below. Quick thinking, she reaches for the root of the tree protruding out of the said of the cliff.

‘I will not die tonight. Not like this.’ she thinks to herself.

She screams as the sink cracks in her hands back in her bathroom. She breathes heavily, looking up at her reflection in the mirror.

That was too close for comfort this time. She says to her reflection. She notices her hands are bleeding from the cracking of the porcelain sink with such force. Dammit, she sighs. She fumbles for gauze to wrap her hands up with.

A knock on the door. My Queen? Are you alright in there? calls her queen’s hand, Jalyissa.

She wraps her hands quickly and calls back, Yes. Yes, everything is perfectly fine. ‘Please don’t open the door’ she thinks to herself.

Hesitantly, okay, My Queen. Just making sure. Jalyissa slowly turns to leave, knowing her Queen better than that.

‘She will tell me soon enough.’ Jalyissa thinks to herself. She heads back to the main room.

Sky finishes wrapping her hands with the gauze and finds her fingerless gloves to cover the wrappings to avoid questions from the others. "No one needs to be