Just outside a cavernous cave nestled deep within the heavily wooded mountainside of Enclaryln, Wellisandra or "Wellsie" as she preferred, shook her long white flowing mane and tried to maintain her temper.  Queen Brida le Ablach, the current ruler of a dwindling group of Fae that had lived in the region south of the Western sea since before time began, as well as her mother, didn't react kindly to Wellsie's repeated refusal to obey her "royal summons".<em>" P-p-p-lease,  p-p-p-princess.."</em>the stodgy little gnome messenger pleaded with her after she'd gotten a good laugh by hanging him upside down in a nearby tree after his third attempt to serve her with the Official Parchment that "demanded" her presence in one weeks time...<em>or else</em>.   "Please what?" she chuckled as she magically released the invisible bindings that held him suspended 20 feet above the ground,  enjoying yet another laugh at his expense when he came crashing headfirst into the mud.<em> Well, atleast he had a soft fall thanks to all this damnable rain!</em>she thought as she glanced skyward with a frown on her face.   " T-t-there's t-t-rouble in the k-k-kingdom, p-p-princess" he mumbled awkwardly while doing his best to compose himself.   " Trouble?  What sort of trouble?" she asked as she eyed him suspiciously.  She would not put it past her mother to use trickery in order to get her way, however Wellsie had sensed a disturbance on the wind as of late herself.   "P-p-princess, the Q-q-ueen did not see f-f-fit to d-divulge any f-f-further information as I am only a-a-a m-m-messenger" " Oh dratted ballocks of a serpents loins!" Wellsie cursed as she stomped the water logged ground in frustration, spraying the gnome with mud.   " Very well gnome, you may tell your royal heiness she will get her wish<em>this time</em>, but it will be<em> on my schedule</em>- not hers.  I will be there when I get there!"  And with that, Wellsie turned and in a flash of brilliant white light disappeared into the secret depths of her home.