DLC: Dryad Queen Mini Game

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DLC: Dryad Queen Mini Game

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The Dryad Queen slowly tapped her fingers on her now-flawless sternum. Her wooden fingers made slight clicking noises as they hit her chest.

Her heart had been returned. Her form had reverted. Her connection to her people had been restored.

She was the true ruler of the Forbidden Forest. She allowed the wood elves their representatives, but their main function was to do her bidding. Hence why they required testing before obtaining their position.

It would soon be time for the next leader to complete her trials and select a Head Guard. Up until a moment ago, the Dryad Queen had not had a single inkling that the trials were due. But somewhere, across the land, words had been spoken, and so the trials must occur. With a thought, she sent the order to her representative to start preparations.

The Dryad Queen could see the threads now. Ever since that creature had defiled her.

The tapping of her fingers sped up, just a fraction.

The pain had been immeasurable, as Mother Gothel and the Dryad Queen had fought for dominance. The Dryad Queen had won, of course, for she had the brutal practicality of nature on her side. Mother Gothel, for all her trappings of witchery, had been soft. Eager for love, admiration. She had been so desperate to fill the hole where the Beast had torn out her heart that she had kept even so poor a substitute as that Bard.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

His golden eyes regarded her steadily.

She drew herself up, regal and cold, and observed her errant subject.

This was the Beast who had stolen her heart.

He took a step forward, flattening the grass beneath his giant paw.

This was the wolf whom she had chosen.

Another step. His bone-white teeth flashed.

This was the only one who had ever understood her.

He broke, and raced towards her. She fell to her knees, her arms opened wide as he bowled into her, knocking her over, the pair of them tumbling in a most undignified heap.

And, from far away, the threads continued to pull in vain, as the woman and her wolf were reunited, two hearts once again becoming whole.