My Short Short Story for the Day

Ceecee had finally found the treasure.  It had been a long, arduous journey but she was too stubborn to quit.   Now that the small, glittery box was in front of her, she wondered what it contained that it had been hidden so well.  With a wave of her wand the lock popped and slowly Ceecee raised the lid.  The sun glinted off the jewels and Ceecee stared in awe for several seconds.  A chirp nearby shook her out of the daze and she quickly closed the lid, securing it with her wand.  She tucked it in her sack, tied it around her waist and took to the sky.  Her heart was thundering loudly as she flew as fast and as high as her wings would let her.  She couldn’t believe it.  The pink pearls of Exousia.  She had to get these to the Queen as soon as possible.  The longer she took the greater the danger and although danger was a part of any adventure, this went beyond even her limits.  The turrets of the castle finally came into view and Ceecee pushed hard.  The guards let her in with a nod and she went directly to the Queen’s chambers.  The maid opened the door to her and Ceecee went to the Queen and placed the sack on her lap without a word.  The Queen looked at Ceecee for a moment before opening the sack.  She carefully pulled out the box cradling it in her hands while Ceecee popped the lock.  Again the Queen looked at Ceecee as a feeling of unease began to rise within her.  She opened the lid and screamed.  She clutched at her heart as the box crashed to the floor.