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Victoria never does manage to become queen, but she doesn't let that stop her. She has two sons immediately, the oldest a purple fairy who looks like a black fairy, much to his grandparents' aggrevation. She waits until the purple fairy is a year and a half old, then she and Mordran spring a trap to get her parents coerced into passing the throne on down to him. Quite a few of the nobles are angry about this -- they don't want a ruler who looks like a black fairy! -- but he is a purple fairy, so it is perfectly legal.
As Victoria smugly informs her parents: "I never said I had to be queen; I just said I wanted my throne." Quite naturally, the new king is a little young for ruling, so Victoria becomes regent in his place. She rules quite happily for twenty-five years, 'til her middle-aged son is completely sick of being his mother's figurehead and he figures out a way to trick his parents out of the country. Victoria is extremely proud of this, and she brags to everybody she sees about his ingenuity and cleverness in snatching his throne away. She also does not cease to write to him with endless helpful "suggestions." He finds this very annoying. The second son, a black fairy who looks like a purple fairy, has no political aspirations, and is quite content to stay his brother's personal bodyguard. Mordran's parents are excessively pleased with their second grandson, and the three spend a great deal of time discussing obscure things. The second son eventually marries a minor purple fairy, and while several nobles make mild grumblings about this, he shows no predilection towards grabbing the throne, so they're okay to leave him be. The foppish first son never bothers to get married, so it is his brother's third son -- a highly-respected-and-smart purple fairy -- who winds up inheriting. |