Hello All! This was a last minute decision to participate in this mini Pradesh week for the New Year. Prompts are below.

Day 1 - New Years

Day 2 - Northern Lights

Day 3 - Snow Fall

Bonus - Fireplace

I do not own Fairy Tail. I do not own the Pradesh family (Mashima & Desna respectively)

Day 1 – New Years

Lucy walked around the marketplace trying to lose herself in the crowd. Had she been anywhere else the blonde was certain she'd have succeeded by now but since this was Bosco her pale tresses functioned like a homing beacon amongst the browns and blacks that were prevalent in this country. Even calling Cancer would only be a waste of magic no matter how amazing and quick as he was because her pale skin called just as much attention when compared to the deep tan fully on display everywhere.

It was late December but felt as hot as Tenrou Island had when Fairy Tail had gone for the S-Class exams so trying to cover up any wouldn't be helpful at all.

Of all the things she knew about the country why hadn't practical aspects been covered in her business lessons? Why had she not thought for even a minute to check what the weather and people were going to be like before she even attempted this? No…logic dictated that since Bosco was north of Fiore it should have been colder than her snow covered homeland and one bundled up person looked just like any other, right? Well they would have if Bosco's Grass Sea didn't Fuck with how winter in Ishgar should be. They were like a landlocked tropical paradise and no amount of wardrobe change, thanks to Virgo, was going to hide the massive amount of pale skin her bikinis and shear sarongs left on display.

So, instead of going unnoticed in the chaos of holiday shopping for last minute New Year's preparations like she was supposed to everywhere Lucy went eyes followed making the reason she'd come to Bosco in the first place incredibly difficult to do. It's not like she could even come back at another time; this was her one shot and she was not going to waste it.

Casually Lucy drifted into darkened a side street silently calling Corvus so she could continue with plan N. Thick muscled arms wrapped around her waist as they sunk into the shadows silently.

"I see Princess is up to no good." Corvus' dulcet tones always made her shiver.

"Yes well I see this as more of a Robin Hood type of scenario," she snipped back not in the mood for the crow spirit's brand of humor.

"But you're not going to be giving away what your stealing," he replied his mouth hot against her ear as he masterfully wove them towards their destination unseen.

"Is it really stealing if the object in question has already been stolen?" Lucy fired back.

Corvus chuckled coming to a halt at the curb of a closed off road smirk still firmly in place.

"Far be it for me to go telling you what is right or wrong. I'd had just killed the bastard in his room, taken the keys and let the chips fall where they may."

"Don't think I wasn't tempted. How can Princess Kurino even think of inviting King Karadin to a peace summit? That man is evil." Lucy shuttered at what she'd learned all those years ago from her business tutor. She'd made thee innocent observation that the man had skipped over Pergrande's trading laws but was rewarded with the reality that as a woman she'd never be able to do any business with that country.

"Miss Lucy, you must understand. I fully believe you to be intelligent and capable enough to take over your Father's business should the time come. In fact, I think you would be more successful at it than he is but Pergrande…You think your Father and the other nobles here in Fiore are chauvinists? Women in Pergrande have no rights, are seen as something less than human. The only time you will see a female clean, fed and at all cared for is if she's pregnant. No, you would do best to stay as far away from that country as possible."

"A well, if the rumors I've been picking up from the shadows are true, so is Bosco's Crown Princess."

Lucy's breath stalled in disbelief. Princess Kurino was next in line to the throne of Bosco, a country known for their equality and freedoms. As the Crown Princess she'd have had to be immersed in Holy Light, a magic that purges the darkness from your very soul if her history books were to be believed, before she could be inaugurated.

"But…"

"While not all darkness is evil Princess, like calls to like and feels no need to keep secrets. The shades whisper of her cruelty, how she blackmails men into her bed, drugs them, beats them, rapes them," Corvus said just as the Royal procession turned the corner and came into view.

"Why hasn't she been stopped?" Lucy was fuming. As wonderful as Bosco's laws were there was a flipside to everything. Their punishments for breaking their laws were harsh. Rape was a death sentence.

"How does evil everywhere escape justice?" he questioned back both arms now securing his key-holder in place. He knew she wanted to go after the woman but now was not the time; she'd be arrested and clasped in magic cancelling cuffs before she took a second step and that was unacceptable. Someone like her didn't deserve that fate.

His Princess had been his salvation when she found his key months ago. If he'd been in a place to care he would have worried that the disease he carried from endless previous evil masters would infect her like all the other decent mages before her. But in the end, as the contract was finalized, her soul prevailed cleansing him in the process.

"Power and wealth," Lucy gritted out but stopped trying to pull away eyes narrowed on the seemingly benevolent royal. She had a mission from the Spirit King to worry about right now but now that she knew about Princess Kurino…she'd be back.

"Ooooh this will be like taking candy from a baby," Corvus crooned pulling Lucy's eyes from the Princess and onto their target.

"He's fucking wearing them!" Lucy's fists shook by her sides. The last known holder of the Ivory Keys had been Garnier Pradesh, the wife of Bosco's Premier Ambassador, who died in Pergrande from a terrorist attack at the newly built Boscan Embassy along with their youngest child years ago. The fact that Karadin was wearing the lost keys on his hip in the middle of a Bosco's New Year's Peace Parade was more than just a slap in the face.

New Year's was Bosco's most important holiday. It focused on the future, moving forward and self-improvement. Families traveled hours to be together where personalized meaningful gifts were exchanged.

By wearing those keys not only was Karadin proving he had something to do with her death, but he was as good as declaring that there would never be peace between Pergrande and Bosco. The only bright side to his arrogance was it saved Lucy a whole lot of trouble. Requiping the fakes Lucy passed them to Corvus to make the exchange.

Lucy watched the slightest movement as a shadow passed over the keys and it was done. Never again would that man hold these keys. In a flash decision the celestial spirit mage decided not to keep the Archangel Keys like she knew Stach Face intended. No, after all this time they would be going home.

Arman Pradesh was an amazing man, her idol. After losing his wife and second child in such a devastating event he didn't turn on his only remaining child. No this man dedicated himself to his child and adopted more children fulfilling his wife's desire for a large family. It was from her lessons on his anti-slavery and peace work that gave her the courage to run away from her father to become a mage.

Arman sat back watching his adult children running around the living room in their pjs, bows and ribbons in their hair wrapping paper everywhere and acting just like they did when they were under 10. A smile spread across his face as Bickslow, home for the first time since he was fifteen, flipped from his babies to tackle Cristoff to the ground.

This entire week had been amazing with all his kids at home. They'd all taken work off just to spend time together at home even forgoing the annual Peace Parade. Arman wasn't interested in attending it this year anyway knowing exactly who was participating.

"Sir, this was just forwarded from your office at the Embassy."

Arman looked up at his long time house keeper, an angel of a woman who'd been irreplaceable in helping him raise 7 magical children over the year.

"Thank you Mrs. Elan. You're as beautiful as always."

"Now now, no need to flirt. I've already put in an order for your gold label whisky." She smiled wide turning to join her husband in the kitchen.

Arman chuckled then looked at the small parcel opening the attached letter without a second thought. If it had been sent to him at the Embassy there were no additional safety procedures he could take.

Dear Ambassador Pradesh,

I saw these on King Karadin at the Parade yesterday and decided to return them to where they belong. May your New Year bring you and yours happiness and your greatest desires realized.

Sincerely Yours, Lucy Heartfilia

Arman's breath hitched as he read the signature fingers ghosting over the name. He'd not had any communication from his good friends Layla's daughter since her death, hadn't seen her since a year after Garnier's death.

Jude Heartfilia was a jealous man so once Arman was "on the market" again the Railroad mogul did everything in his power to prevent the friends from seeing each other. With that came a complete injunction to knowing Lucy after Layla had passed.

That his Goddaughter obviously had no clue they were family yet still knew of him and sent him something had his heart pounding. Maybe, just maybe she'd be receptive to him reaching out? He hadn't done so after Jude's death because he hadn't known if the man had poisoned her against him. He didn't know if he could stand it if Lucy rejected him.

Hands shaking slightly Arman's slender finger's slipped under the paper's seam. Pulling back the paper his heart stuttered. Garnier's keys…Lucy found Ganier's key's? Turning back to the letter again one name stood out. Karadin had been wearing his wife's keys…

When they'd searched the building only a few things were missing from the pile of clothing that was all that was left of his wife, her keys, one of her earrings and any sign of his son. At first he'd thought that thieves had got in the building before they got it secured and stole anything they could use, leaving the feminine clothing because this was Pergrande he was talking about.

Now though, if Karadin had Garnier's keys…what else happened that day.

"Kaleb," he called quietly but it was like he'd shouted. Everyone froze and the room was silent. "I need a celestial spirit mage you trust to call a key without creating a contract."

Kaleb's pale lavender eyes widened as applied his magic to quickly peruse his father's thoughts to see what was going on.

"White Sea only has 2 and while they are decent people, the power boost they'd get from one of those keys…"

"I know one in Fairy Tail. Total sweetheart and wouldn't even think about taking a key that wasn't hers. She even turned down 2 Zodiac keys when she already had the other 10 just because she felt the other mage's reasons was misguided," Bickslow suggested.

"Call her Bicks. I'll get an airship setup to bring her here," Farron, the oldest sibling, said already pulling out his com to make some calls. His brand on sound magic let him hear a person's soul so while he couldn't search through the mind like Kaleb, he knew enough from the dissonance in his father's usually calm soul that this was serious.

"Got it!"