Something large moves quietly behind the king. It outclasses him in size, shape, weight, dimensions and even in scale. Within it the Queen of Crushing Depth and Lightless Cold. She is in his likeness in almost every detail except for her far larger scale that dwarfs the king easily. Her lure shines brightly but softly as it reaches over followed by prehensile limbs that behind encircling the kind. From the maelstrom come a series of echoing little sounds that rise from the water, bubbling forth in several jointed voices.
They call for the Sleeping King to return to his queen's loving hold before he falls asleep on his tide: he can easily continue this conversation from within the maelstrom's depths but his queen would much rather hold him than risk him crashing on the ground, undefined though it is.
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Once the king heard the call of his queen, he made a beeline towards her. His energy was draining from his body at a quick rate than he thought. The king found his limbs bucking under his weight, his once kingly gait devolving to a drunken stagger. A chorus of annoyed wet squelches slipped out of the king's mouth. As much as he wanted to correct his gait, he was too sleepy and annoyed to really care at this point."
The king changeling stumbles ahead, gradually veering off from his course. He continued to stagger until he eventually splashes into the queen's own vortex of water. As the king changeling's body gently floats inside of the vortex, the currents begin turning their attention onto the king. The currents quickly whirled under him until some kind of a visible storm formed from under the smaller king's body.
The king was instantly greeted with a number of cuddles from his much larger queen. Between the cool currents from her vortex of water, and his queen's soothing cuddles, the king shamelessly nuzzled back. A few more wet squelches were released from his mouth, these sounding much happier and content than the last.
After a few more cuddles from the queen, the stable storm began to head for the middle of the maelstrom, where the currents within the vortex seemed their most powerful. Despite this, the king changeling was still floating on his visible storm without a single hint of discomfort. The king quickly waved to the elemental mare along with calling out her name. The king's words were as clear as a bell, even though he was resting in the middle of a maelstrom.
"Well, it makes sense to make your leaders seem greater than they are to keep your subjects in check. They may have even created these legends themselves in order to consolidate their own power." the elemental mare agrees, yawning as well now, "But for anyone with half a brain it may seem more impressive to actually achieve that kind of status compared to being born with it."
The elemental mistress shifts in her position and snuggles the sleeping queen's hoof
"I do wonder what the actual story is... maybe we'll never know." Chroma hums tiredly, "In any case they managed to keep their positions pretty well... apart from Luna's craziness that tuened her into Nightmare Moon of course."
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“Personally, I do not wonder myself, because we will never hear it.” “There will always be some details taken out in order to make the princesses appear in the best light to the populace.” “All it takes for their subjects to turn against them is one detail the public doesn't like.”
The king changeling points out to the elemental mare. He continued to yawn out, but he seemed slightly more energized than before. Between his queen's cuddles and the cool water, the king must have gotten a jolt of energy.