The Tragedy of King Oberon and Queen Titania.

Chapter Four: The Truth

Disclaimer: I do not own A Midsummer Night's Dream. William Shakespeare does, okay?

With the rain hiding Oberon's tears and drowning of Puck's happiness, the ride felt like an eternity. The sky, dark and cloudy, was pouring water on the poor souls beneath, and nearby trees was drenched. The animals, of the forest area between the Athenian and Northern Wood, knew that fairies suffering from great melancholy were a sad sight, and therefore hid themselves among the bushes, watching secretly.

"Perhaps we should stop now?" asked Puck, his hair soaked in the rain.

"No, we are about two miles away from home. We should continue, for the sake of my son. I know that he would have wanted to go home immediately," stated Oberon, with his voice monotonous.

The rest of the ride was silent, with the sound of the rain and the hooves of the horses making noise. On a separate horse, Oberon's son slept, never to awake again, with his blood staining the body of the white stallion, causing Oberon to gaze once more at the boy, with his heart aching Puck, uncharacteristically, did not do anything at all, simply looking at the road ahead, thinking only of their lost comrade.

After a dull twenty minutes, Oberon and Puck returned, to meet the concerned faces of fellow fairies.

"What's wrong?" asked Peaseblossom, Cobweb, Moth, and Mustardseed in union, noticing Oberon and Puck's grave faces.

"A death of a good boy," Puck replied.

"The death of my boy," Oberon added.

"Oh my! Please, let us take the body of him, we shall lift him from your troubles," said Peaseblossom, as it called help from other fairies to help lift Angelo from the stallion he was laying on.

"Nay, dear fairies. Leave him be. I must tell my wife about this," commanded Oberon. "By the way, did anything wrong happen while we were gone?"

"No," said Peaseblossom.

"Nay," said Cobweb.

"Of course not!" said Moth.

"Not at all," said Mustardseed.

"That is good to hear," replied Oberon. "Please, let me go talk to my wife. Puck, come with me as well. I may need support."

"As you wish, my lord," replied Puck.

The Fairy King and his loyal servant continued to walk towards the Fairy Manor, where Titania was. The waved at the fairies who welcomed them back from their journey.

As Oberon's gloved hand reached for the elegant doorknob of their grand entrance of the manor. My heart is already in pieces. How can I shatter her heart like this?

Oberon entered the manor with assistance from Puck, who opened the door. Oberon had his son in his hands, with the wound on his neck cleaned.

"Welcome Oberon and Puck! How are you—" Titania's eyes widened. She dropped the glass cup she was holding, and it shattered into a million pieces, but she did not care, and rushed to her son's side immediately. "What happened?"

"He… He is gone, Titania. Gone forever…" revealed Oberon, as he gave the body of Angelo to his wife. "I am so sorry… So sorry, so sorry, so sorry.." he murmured into his son's ear, for the seventh time, hoping that his son would him from above.

Titania just stroked her son's hair, with her eyes producing crystal tears. "Do you know who is to blame?"

"No, my lady. We were ambushed while we were asleep, and a creature of the night must have come, and broke our barrier," explained Puck.

"I understand," replied Titania, and "At least, he got the reward of being in the stars."

Titania collapsed to the floor, sobbing violently, with Oberon trying to comfort her, while Puck felt a small tear fall.

"King! Queen! We have another letter from the Murderer!" screamed the guard as he stumbled into a scene of great melancholy.

"Go away! Leave us be!" cried Titania, trying to push him away. Oberon restrained her from punching the guard, and said, "Give me the letter, and please leave the room."

The guard, traumatized from the Fairy Queen's sudden outburst, gave the letter to the Fairy King, and immediately left the room in fear.

Oberon quickly removed the ribbon from the letter, revealing a note in the handwriting of the murder.

Dear Royal Family,

What I have been commanded to do has already been accomplished. I was ordered to kill your son, "Angelo", well, at least, that was my interpretation. Let me start from the beginning—your "son" was supposed to be the prince to a far away kingdom in India. His real father is angry, and was angered when he found out that his "son" was actually a "fairy replacement", and beheaded him with his sword, not listening to its pleas for forgiveness. He did not care for the good times that he had spent thinking that the fairy replacement was his son. For some odd reason, he had somehow gained three wishes from Poseidon—perhaps he had stolen it from Theseus, or from someone else more deserving. He spent his first two wishes for money and glory, which he undeservingly got. The third wish was that he wanted revenge for the creatures that had killed or kidnapped his son. Immediately, I was summoned, and I had to do the sin of it. Believe me, killing those sixteen fairies was absolute fun, but with the blood of a pure child on my hands, I must seek some sort of atonement. I thought of this—included in this letter is a star. Put in under the full moon, and it shall grant one wish—with no constraint whatsoever.

Happy Wishing,

The Mistress of Spiders.

"Wait! There is a full moon tonight," stated Puck, holding the star in his hands.

"Please, Oberon, we must do this, so that we may wish to see our son resurrect our son once more, and so that we may live happy lives once again,—" said Titania.

"Nay. We shall not rob our son's pleasure in Heaven. Perhaps they do not accept people who have gone before," interrupted Oberon. He then added, "And besides, this could all be a cruel trick by this 'Mistress of Spiders'. Who knows? Probably that star shall awaken and kill us all with its heat."

"No, I do not think so," added Puck. "The sin of killing another is a great sin indeed. The sin of killing a fairy or a child is the killing of an innocent creature, and therefore, one who does that is cursed for the rest of their lives. And I do not believe that the Mistress of Spiders would be stupid enough to reject doing such a sin, and would be punished in various ways for eternity."

"Excellent, Good Puck! Think of that, Oberon," exclaimed Titania. "I want to see my son."

"Fine then," Oberon stated, "However we shall not rob our son of his pleasure in Heaven as I have stated before. Instead we should wish that we see him one last time, and then he shall go back where he lives now."

"I agree," answered Puck.

"Fine, I agree to the constraint. We shall go at midnight, when most of the fairies are asleep," replied Titania.

"Then, with all agreed, let us go see if the Mistress of Spiders was talking the truth," announced Oberon.

Later that night, while most fairies were asleep, the trio enacted their plan, as they all climbed the highest hill were the most moonlight shone.

Oberon held the star to the moon, while Puck and Titania only gazed in amazement. The star started to glow, as it absorbed more light. The star changed its appearance of a star to the shape of a phoenix.

With a loud deep voice, the phoenix spoke. "What is your wish?"

"We wish to see my son, Angelo, once again," replied Oberon, with his voice as strong as his courage.

The bird widened its eyes in surprise. "Why not resurrect him instead? It seems more reasonable."

"No, we do not wish for Angelo to lose his happiness in the sky for more than a few minutes."

"Ah, so the Mistress was right. You are truly naïve people—but I find the wish quite admirable. I shall grant it."

"Thank you, bird of flame," said Titania.

"No, thank you, for making the young boy happy." The glowing phoenix then suddenly disappeared.

All three fairies were silent, anticipating what would happen next.

"Mother! Father! Puck!" cried a familiar voice from behind them.

They all returned, to find Angelo with the phoenix perched on his shoulder. He was glowing a pale white, indicating he had moved on.

"Son!" yelled Oberon and Titania in union, giving him a loving embrace. Puck stood in the background, smiling at the happy family reunion.

"How is it up there?" asked Titania, kissing Angelo's cheeks about a thousand times.

"Great, really great," replied Angelo, "It is like paradise up there in Heaven."

"I am glad that it is," said Oberon. "So… I am assuming that you know the truth that we have kept from you ever since you were born…"

"I know now. I saw that letter."

"Are you angry at us?" asked a concerned Titania.

"No, I am not. I am… Just happy that you cared about me that much that didn't want to hurt my feelings like that," said Angelo, "I am just glad that you also stole me away to this wonderful wood, rather than I being stuck in that castle with a father like that."

"Thank you, son. Thanks for understanding," said Oberon.

"No. Thank you for teaching me to understand before I act."

A smile crept upon Oberon's face. "You're the best son a father could ask for."

"And also the best son a mother could ask for," interjected Titania, who was still kissing her son.

"I believe it is time for the reunion to stop. The Man in the Sky wants his new one back," said the phoenix.

Angelo started to disappear, and Oberon and Titania embraced their son one last time.

Puck, who had been silent for most of the time, yelled, "Going to miss you, mortal!"

"Yes. I am going to miss you too, Robin," replied Angelo.

"You are the best enemy a fairy like me can ever get."

"Annoying as well?"

"Of course."

"Good bye, Puck. You were a good person."

"Good bye, Angelo!" yelled Puck, as a single tear rolled down his face.

In only a few seconds more, Angelo had disappeared, along with the phoenix. The wind strongly blew, and the trees started to dance. The stars were still twinkling in the sky, their light now as bright as the moon. The moon, full and bright, lit the way home, along with the guiding stars.

"Look! I think a star is born!" yelled Puck, as he noticed an ultra bright star beside the moon that has never been there before. Instead of glowing a bright white, it shined of yellow, putting it apart from the other stars.

"All stars need a name, every single one," said Titania, in her husband's arms.

"Let us name it Angelo," suggested Oberon.

"I can agree with that," said Puck and Titania.

"Come, let us all go, we must go back to the Fairy Manor and sleep good dreams," commanded Oberon.

The trio then left the hill, and headed towards the Fairy Manor.

The End.