The Swan Princess & The Swan Princess 2

Chapter Ten

+++Picture above is what I think that the forest would look like, since Rupert enchanted it to confuse you and not know where you are going so I think this fits perfectly! AND please read the A.N at the bottom, love ya'll!++++

+Rupert's POV+

Rupert paced his castle chambers. His skin had tiny pricks from the group of swans that attacked him during his chase towards Alivia. Where they came from, how she befriended them, he had no idea. All he knew was that they could be fierce when they wanted to be.

He smirked, just like his Livy. He wouldn't tell anyone this, but he felt like he was her father. In an odd and sick way. He remembered when he used his magic to make the beautiful princess out in his mind-boggling woods.

He was sick. That much he knew. His skin was clammy and warm. But he was shivering. He hated dungeons. He hated the people who decided they would put themselves in this position. But then again, he felt no remorse. It wasn't his fault he was born with the ability to do magic. All that mattered was that he returned to his wife, his son, and his dumb sister.

"The Queen wishes to speak with you." A guard called out to him. His torch bringing not only light into the dark abyss of the dungeon, but warmth and comfort. Fire fueled his magic. And this small fire he could easily turn into a raging, blazing, burning fire. One that would ignite the castle in red flames.

He sneered. He knew she would come soon. If it's a women's weakness, no matter her station that he could count on, it would be their love for a babe, or a husband. They all loved. And in return they would all hurt.

He turned towards the rusted cellar door that creaked open. And in stood the Queen. Her golden cape, crown and white dress made her stand out extremely in the darkness of the 'room' he stayed in. All the other prisoners turned to see as to why the Queen would meet with the sorcerer.

"Can you really have me bare a child?" She asked, her voice weak. He realized she had been crying. His heart broke somewhat. He had a softness for the women. Her kindness to his kind brought a small chip in his heart to turn into a crack.

"Yes, if my Queen gives me what I ask for in return." She sighed. "show me." She commanded.

"I cannot perform the magic I require in this room, if you wish to have a good, and crown worthy child." She nodded. "Where shall you need to go, I will have my guards take us there immediately." Rupert smiled. He knew the perfect place.

"The Enchanted Castle."

Within half a day they made it to the Enchanted Castle, there they stood by the lake, the sun's pink rays shown down on the lake. Rupert walked into the water and scooped up a water lily, and a patch of mud. "I need a lock of your hair, my queen." She nodded. And with a fist she pulled and yanked out her hair till she felt the hair she had was acceptable.

He mixed the objects together and chanted words of the old tongue. "All we have to do now is wait for the moons rays to rise and place themselves on the objects." Rupert called out. But while neither of them were watching, a swan flew overhead and a feather slowly flew down into the mixture. Turning it from a dark gold to a solid, pure white.

And when the moon rose, the solution glowed and with a few more words from the old tongue, the substance was gone. Rupert turned to see the Queen sitting on a rock, by a bush of thorns.

"Are you alright milady?" A guard asked, and she turned and smiled. "I felt it, I felt my child enter inside my womb. All is well!"

But, unbeknownst to Rupert, the Queen, was to honor her husband's words, and she had the guards seize him and take him back to the castle dungeons. "Liar! Deceitful women! I vow to destroy your child's happiness. I VOW THE DAY I KILL YOUR CHILD!" Rupert called out. "I will destroy everything you love! Even your own life!" The queen ignored his cries and pleas against her life and got into her carriage ready to head back to the castle she called home to tell the kingdom of her child.

Rupert growled. Lying queen she was. But he felt connected to Alivia, and as much as he wanted to hurt her he couldn't. He practically helped in creating her.

But he would help Antonio marry this girl, and if getting her fiancée out of the picture was what it took, then so be it.

"ELISE!" He cried out in his enormous castle. The dumb girl ran up to his room, and waited for him to drag her back to the ball room they were previously standing in.

Rupert conjured a glass ball into the middle of the room and him and Elise watched as the images of Grant and Alivia's kingdom were in hectic. Wondering where the two were. He knew that the foolish prince was out looking for her. He cared not, for his plans were full-proof.

"Gosh its such a hoot to see them quaking. When I'm king they'll treat me with respect!" he mumbled. "So much for politically correct! Up 'til now I've pulled my punches. I intend to eat their lunches!" Rupert began rambling.

He had said it thousands of times to Elise, so it was only natural that the dumb girl would say his speech back to him. "No more, Mr. Nice Guy, not for me!" He smiled, she did agree with him, so he had to give her that.

"If you think hard-hearted, well...let me by, I haven't started. Vengeance is what I believe in. I don't get mad, I get even!" Elise squealed in excitement. Filling in the next line of his speech to the rats.

"As for the world, that's tragic. I'm going back to that old magic!" Rupert smiled and began dancing with his dumb sister. "Good behavior is so much duller. Time to show my one true color."

"-baby, Mr. Nice Guy's history. Up to no good, I love plottin! I'm so good when I'm rotten!" "Ooo!!!" Elise yelled, dancing with a frayed curtain on the wall, pretending it was her prince charming.

"No more Mr. Nice Guy!" Rupert grinned, and with that he turned to Elise and zapped her with his magic one more time.

Elise once again, grew in height, her fat turned into one of muscle. Her dirty, greasy brown hair turned to shimmering long locks of gold. Her face tightened and her cheeks became prominent.

"Hello Elise, tell me what's your name?" She smiled a bright smile with straight white teeth. "Alivia.." Her words were smooth and elegant. And Rupert smiled and jumped and hollered twirling his sister around. "IT worked! Bloody brilliant! It worked!" Elise, now the doppleganer of Alivia smiled and danced with her brother who finally loved her for something she had no control over.

"In two nights time Elise, you will go to the ball and get Grant to confess his love for you in front of all the Queen and Kings at the party. I suspect he will find her tonight, no doubt with Antonio's help, but don't worry we can deal with that later, until then, go to bed and in the morning we will make you the prettiest dresses in the whole world! You will be a true princess! Now go, plans need to be made!" And with that Elise went to her room, admiring how for once she could think, talk and be normal. With beauty added into the mix...

Poor Elise, she just wants Rupert to love her! :(. COMMENT, please! And VOTE, I love it when you vote! Thank you for being patient! And send me pictures of what you think Elise's dress should be at the ball! Or her whole outfit!