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“What is this?”
Her train of thought was derailed by Godzilla’s calm tone. Glancing over she noticed he was looking up at something, a rarity given his stature, and she traced his line of sight to the central hub they were closing in on. Arranged in a ring of sorts, the hub of the market district was cleared of coral and rock, leaving just the pale sand and what stood upon the stony strata under said sand. Arranged around the center of the circle was a spiraling ring of busts showing mermares of all shapes and sizes, carved out of seastone and bathed in the dazzling sunbeams filtering down from above. Some were smiling, some looked out stoically, one or two was frowning, and a particularly perky looking bust had a jestful smirk; but each seemed regal in some way or another. A trait unified in the fact each of them was wearing some type of crown and necklace, with the back portion of the former being identical to each. Junior recognized it from Queen Maui’s adornment as well.
Electra swam over to the busts and circled around the ring, “These are all of Mako’s past queens. Whenever a queen reaches a certain age, she partially abdicates to train her successor. Once the training is complete, the old queen has her bust finished and the new one takes on part of the regalia.”
Junior walked over slowly, standing just slightly shorter than the outermost bust which he surmised based off its position to be the most recent addition, “So this was Queen Maui’s predecessor. And the reason Maui doesn’t have a bust-”
He glanced at Electra to finish his sentence, which she did after a nod, “She took the throne only recently, yes. So we won’t be seeing her entry for a while. We mermares might be a bit longer lived than a pony, most queens especially because their power is bolstered during the ceremony, but we can’t all age like Princess Celestia did!”
She giggled.
“You mentioned a ceremony, what is it?”
“See this?”, Electra muttered while pointing to the spiny shell portions of the crown each queen wore that stuck up high, “These are Queen Amatheia’s, quite possibly the greatest mermare whom ever lived. She founded and settled Mako over one thousand years ago, even before Equestria. Some say a sort of magic on the island drew her to it and bonded to her. Her magic rubbed off on her regalia and the island itself, giving them both her power. It’s how such magic as The Shroud can exist. And since then the magic of each queen fed into the island and vice versa, with Amatheia’s last act ensuring a strong successor.”
Junior’s eyes glided to the looming form in the heart of the spiral. Rather than a mere bust, a life size statue of a very large mermare was seated like she was perched on a rock and watching over the town. Based off the elaborate pearl necklaces, coral fans, and shells adorning her form; she was as clear a cut of someone of importance as one could find. The mermare’s expression was stoic, but just looking at it Junior could feel a sense of motherly or grandmotherly warmth coming from the visage that glimmered in the sunbeams. Closest comparison he could give is what he felt looking at Azusa mixed with what he assumed ponies felt when beaming up at Princess Celestia.
“And I take it, that is her?”, he noted after pacing up to the statue and standing before it. If it really was life size, evidently this Queen Amatheia had another trait in common with Princess Celestia. Compared to her, Queen Maui looked like a teenager in scale.
Story created by tarbano
Godzilla Jr. is owned by Toho
Electra is owned by Hasbro
“What is this?”
Her train of thought was derailed by Godzilla’s calm tone. Glancing over she noticed he was looking up at something, a rarity given his stature, and she traced his line of sight to the central hub they were closing in on. Arranged in a ring of sorts, the hub of the market district was cleared of coral and rock, leaving just the pale sand and what stood upon the stony strata under said sand. Arranged around the center of the circle was a spiraling ring of busts showing mermares of all shapes and sizes, carved out of seastone and bathed in the dazzling sunbeams filtering down from above. Some were smiling, some looked out stoically, one or two was frowning, and a particularly perky looking bust had a jestful smirk; but each seemed regal in some way or another. A trait unified in the fact each of them was wearing some type of crown and necklace, with the back portion of the former being identical to each. Junior recognized it from Queen Maui’s adornment as well.
Electra swam over to the busts and circled around the ring, “These are all of Mako’s past queens. Whenever a queen reaches a certain age, she partially abdicates to train her successor. Once the training is complete, the old queen has her bust finished and the new one takes on part of the regalia.”
Junior walked over slowly, standing just slightly shorter than the outermost bust which he surmised based off its position to be the most recent addition, “So this was Queen Maui’s predecessor. And the reason Maui doesn’t have a bust-”
He glanced at Electra to finish his sentence, which she did after a nod, “She took the throne only recently, yes. So we won’t be seeing her entry for a while. We mermares might be a bit longer lived than a pony, most queens especially because their power is bolstered during the ceremony, but we can’t all age like Princess Celestia did!”
She giggled.
“You mentioned a ceremony, what is it?”
“See this?”, Electra muttered while pointing to the spiny shell portions of the crown each queen wore that stuck up high, “These are Queen Amatheia’s, quite possibly the greatest mermare whom ever lived. She founded and settled Mako over one thousand years ago, even before Equestria. Some say a sort of magic on the island drew her to it and bonded to her. Her magic rubbed off on her regalia and the island itself, giving them both her power. It’s how such magic as The Shroud can exist. And since then the magic of each queen fed into the island and vice versa, with Amatheia’s last act ensuring a strong successor.”
Junior’s eyes glided to the looming form in the heart of the spiral. Rather than a mere bust, a life size statue of a very large mermare was seated like she was perched on a rock and watching over the town. Based off the elaborate pearl necklaces, coral fans, and shells adorning her form; she was as clear a cut of someone of importance as one could find. The mermare’s expression was stoic, but just looking at it Junior could feel a sense of motherly or grandmotherly warmth coming from the visage that glimmered in the sunbeams. Closest comparison he could give is what he felt looking at Azusa mixed with what he assumed ponies felt when beaming up at Princess Celestia.
“And I take it, that is her?”, he noted after pacing up to the statue and standing before it. If it really was life size, evidently this Queen Amatheia had another trait in common with Princess Celestia. Compared to her, Queen Maui looked like a teenager in scale.
Story created by tarbano
Godzilla Jr. is owned by Toho
Electra is owned by Hasbro
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