Spoiled | Falsettos AU

Chapter Three

tw: brief mention of a teenage pregnancy, if that counts as a trigger

Trina

All my life, I've been trying and failing to please men.

My birth itself was a disappointment to my father. The fifth daughter to the man who so desperately wanted a son, not only was I unwanted, I was useless. Since my father's kingdommea sof average size and wealth, three daughters was the ideal amount to marry off to rich foreign kings. Once they got to me, there was nothing else my marriage could bring the kingdom.

I danced with uninterested boys at every ball. I was average in the classes I was allowed to take, and banned from any that might have interested me. English, cookery and sewing were all I really learned. My sisters picked on me for being the plainest among us, my mother scolded me for everything I did, and my father pretended I didn't exist. As a child, when I thought of my future, I saw the widowed beggars on the street.

Marvin was my saving grace, or so I thought.

He never attended any balls, but when I turned sixteen, my parents somehow became aware of his existence and quickly handed me over to him. By then, they finally had the son they wanted so badly. I heard he's dead now, though I can't know for sure; nobody from my family kept contact with me.

I had Jason at seventeen. Marvin was only nineteen, both of us just inexperienced and scared teenagers. We both supposed that we would remain prince and princess for decades to come, and so have time to prepare for ruling. However, Marvin's parents unexpectedly fell sick and died that year, and suddenly I was the queen. I had never even been taught how to rule, and it seemed that the same applied to Marvin.

Still, I managed. Juggling my first child, a loveless marriage, an understaffed palace, hundreds of law-changes Marvin put in place that I had to be present for, and my own pursuit of learning new skills such as mathematics wasn't easy, but I somehow did it fairly well.

When I was twenty two, Marvin told me he was gay. So as to not cause a scandal, we remained married but sleep separately. We hardly interact at all, really, and I tend to stay in my room or the garden aside from mealtimes in order to avoid him.

When we split, Jason was six years old, and I had known Mendel, his teacher, only vaguely for just over a year. Out of desperate loneliness, I turned to him, and when I was twenty four, we began our relationship.

And now, at twenty-seven, everything has led up to this moment. My son is eleven, almost old enough to be sent to boarding school, an idea which Marvin is set on despite Jason's protests. Mendel and I act as though w are a married couple, and Marvin and I are practically strangers to each other.

I'm done pleasing others. Jason is not going to boarding school, I'm not staying married to that miserable man I never knew, and I'm sure as hell not staying in this suffocating palace any longer.

It's time I take a stand and get what I want for a change.

a/n: usually when i write fanfictions, i stick to the perspective of the main ship, but with falsettos i feel like you know each character so well that they all need to be explored, so this isn't even a whizzvin au, but rather a falsettos au.

also, sorry that this chapter is so short, i just wanted to get some trina perspective in here before mendel starts to take action based on this, and i wanted to explore her past a little.