Of Jewels and Flowers and Queens and Land - A PSL for a new sort of Queen

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 Here there be spoilers a plenty. And CW warnings like whoa. This is a crossover between Final Fantasy and Black Jewels. YIPES! So figure on every CW you can imagine being present. 

Spoilers also for Final Fantasy. And Black Jewels. Like a lot of spoilers. You have been warned. 

And now, onto the Realms who await their new Queen. And the males about to rally around her... 

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Terreille


Everyone in this part of the realm knew now about the Queen's Gift. Lady Cassidy had done that much, even for those who were no longer ruled under her hand. They all knew they needed a Queen's connection to the Land to heal what had been destroyed by the war and the uprising that followed. But the problem they faced a year ago remained. There were not enough Queens to heal the Land. Few that could rule, few of those that the males would accept.

And so, in one provenance alongside the Heartsblood River, a few Black Widows had gathered on the longest night. Winsol. Normally no spells would have been cast on the night when all the Blood would dance for they glory of Witch. But their Tangled Webs all showed the same thing. Something was coming. They could be here to catch it, or lose it forever. All the Black Widows involved saw the same warnings. Their only chance was on the longest night. And their only chance lay in secrecy. If they told the Queen... she would tell others. Others who would be too much power or would try to cause them to delay. It had to be here, it had to be now, it had to be secret.

So the women, accompanied only by a few well trusted males, worked together to weave a Tangled Web that wasn't meant to create visions or illusions, but one to call. To catch that which was already on the way, but catch it safely. A Landing web and a beacon all rolled into one. they put their Jewels to the edges of it, and lit them with their blood. The black spidersilk they chose making dark lines in the white snow.

They had once chance, and if they missed, the power would be lost. Not just to them, but to everyone.

One chance. They had to succeed. Or too many dreams would die with theirs...