'There I was again tonight
Forcing laughter, faking smiles
Same old tired, lonely place
Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy
Vanished when I saw your face
All I can say is, it was enchanting to meet you'
Evie x fem gip oc x Mal
poly story...
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Fight for your fairytale.
That's what's Brooke had leant growing up surrounded by a bunch of adults who had lived their own fairytale. She had learnt that at a young age, her life would be filled with magic.
Along with wearing the crown, the heavy golden plated round object that lay on her head showed the world that desperate her age, she ruled the kingdom.
Heavy is the head that wears the crown.
Her father had told her that, when she was seven, when he had jokingly placed his crown upon her head. His large frame towered over her speaking of the difficulty the crown would bring to her life, the restrictions it would bring her life.
Heavy is the crown, and yet she wears it as if it were a feather. there is strength in her heart, determination in her eyes, and the will to survive resides within her soul. she is you. a warrior, a champion, a fighter, a queen.
Brooke nodded at her own words that rang through her head. She remembered the conversation with Jasmine that had brought her strong mind.
"Where is she?" Evie questioned as she held her phone to her ear, listing as her fiancé's phone kept ringing and ringing.
Mal paced back and forth, her heart racing as there was no sight of Brooke anywhere.
Evie and Mal stood behind the archway that they should be walking through with their Queen.
But there Queen was nowhere to be found.
Brooke looked down at the golden watch on her wrist before looking across to Jasmine, who was looking out the window.
She was late. Very late.
The planning they had done the other night had taken longer than expected, all of them having input on what to say and do. Each of them wanted to do the same thing as Brooke, holding her up in the sky for the world to see.
"Theif." Jasmine muttered when her husband stole the note pad she was holding so he could see the speech for himself.
Aladdin chuckled, leaning back in his seat. "Come now, my beautiful Saltan, you were just too slow."
Brooke tried to keep her laughing in watching them but failed, her small laughter making all three in the car smile at each other, having not heard the laughter for sixteen hours.
"We're here." Doug called back to them. He looked in the mirror quickly. "And your fiancé's don't look happy."
"Well, if my husband took off and showed up late to a big event." Jasmine opened the door. "I wouldn't be happy either." She winked at Brooke before taking her husbands hand to help her out the limo.
Brooke exited next, but before Evie or Mal could bombard her with questions, Jasmine pulled Brooke into one last hug.
"I want you both there." Brooke spoke. She told a hold of both Aladdin and Jasmine's hands. "You've both helped me grow in ways i could never do without your help. I truly don't think I would be here without you both." Brooke smiled up at them, her golden crown shining in the sun.
