"Brother!"
Perseus hardly spares Briseis a glance, as he keeps shifting through his scrolls.
"Hello, sister mine."
"Perseus, have you heard what Mama is planning?"
She dances around beside him, her strawberry blonde ringlets bouncing around her.
"I certainly have not, sister."
"Well, Mama has decided you *must* marry this season!"
He drops his scrolls.
"She has decided what?! I do not wish to marry, I have informed her many times prior!"
Briseis frowns.
"Well Mama said you must, because you must uphold a title of some height even after I am made Empress."
"You? But I am the first born? The Heir?" He frowns, heart dropping.
"I'm afraid not, Brother. Mama and Papa have both decided I am to be made Empress. But I do offer my help in your search of a fine bride!"
He keeps his eyes ahead, avoiding her gaze.
"I understand, Sister. I accept your help, I suppose. When is the next ball?"
"To-morrow!"
"I shall look for an elegant woman to court then, shall I?"
"That is a fine idea, Brother."
She smiles.
He does not.
~~~~~
Perseus weaves through the crowd of aristocrats with a bitter expression.
Empress Adrasteia pulls him aside quickly.
"Well, dearest? Any debutantes catch your eye? Or perhaps-"
"-Mama, you promised me the throne and now I hear it has been bestowed to my sister."
The Empress looks awkwardly to the side. Then smirks and turns back to her son.
"Well dearest...We simply found your sister more fair and she is well for upholding society's standards. You however? Dear boy, you could not care less about the reputation you have gained. It is a good thing this is the night the Imperial Prince intends to find a bride."
She makes her voice much louder for the last sentence before shoving him gently into the crowd of interested debutantes looking to impress their families and fair better than their sisters.
Persues glowers at her as she drifts off into the crowd.
Women clamour to cling to his arms.
He suddenly wishes he had a way of sounding an SOS.
~~~~~~~
[1 year later. 3 years from slaughter.]
Perseus finds himself sprinting through the gardens of the Del Maria's.
After someone.
After her.
Lilith Del Maria.
She runs ahead of him, white curls bouncing behind her. She turns to look back, her pale blue eyes shining in the moonlight.
It feels like it's in slow motion.
He finally reaches her, hands gripping her waist, as he turns her around and his lips are on hers.
"Sister!"
Lord Del Maria - The young one, Lilith's brother - appears from where they'd come from.
Both halt their actions, moving away from each other.
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