Eirwen

Char

This is a special treat I'll throw in every once in awhile. The story won't be told from his P. O. V. to much so enjoy sil vous plait (please). Sorry about the late update not that anyone was blowing up my phone for the next part.  Honestly this has been completed majority for weeks I've just been lazy about finishing it. Anyway enjoy!

I must've stared at my door for quite awhile before I finally sat back at my desk in the corner. It's my favorite and only place to sit down in my room. It took me months to make the desk and Eira granted me the money to buy a chair for it. Speaking of, I should get to work on what she asked of me. The second prince huh? I remember the kingdom of Enchanta, I lived there for a time before....well anyway I couldn't remember there being a second prince. Which was odd as I would have heard being so close to the castle. A million thoughts rushed in my head as I thought about my time there, only to come up short. I let the thought go for now, but I am sure to revisit it. For now though I should follow Eira's words and get back to my chores. I stood and strode over to the door, just as I made a move to open it the door opened and there stood the queen. She looked happy, in fact she looked over the moon. She smiled, which brightened her face while simultaneously making my stomach turn in discomfort. She raised a delicate eyebrow at me. Confusion dotted my features for a moment before I realized, of course shes a queen. Being friendly with Eira has made me my much to casual with royalty. So I bowed low
"Rise. " her voice sung out. i slowly straightened before bringing my eyes up to her face again.

"How might i be of service to you my queen?" she smiled before deigning to divulge her request.

"All of the staff have them dressed their best and tell them to meet in the throne room with hors d'oeuvres for our guests." her words took me off guard specifically the word guests, and i suppose that's why she had made it half way down the hall before i called after her.

"My queen!" she stopped in her tracks, and turned to me. her face pleasant enough but her eyes storming. Im sure she would've given me a tongue lashing for daring to call out to her in such a way. "I shuddered at the thought. so i spoke before she could. "Isn't tonight the rehearsal dinner? why are there guests coming? its only supposed to be necessary personnel. if i am not mistaken." She lead forward and  patted my head in what i supposed to be a reassuring way, but only added to the uneasy lump in my stomach. The storm in her eyes were replaced with only mild showers when she spoke again.

"My dear, don't worry your pretty little head about it. Just do as i ask and all will be well." I swear i heard her mutter under her breath, "For me anyway." when my eyes met her face he lips were pulled back into an almost animistic snarl. my eyes continued north until they reach hers. two discs that looked to be colored in with the same brown kohl liner that adorned the outside of her eyes. they made my blood run cold in my veins, a shiver seemed to travel up my spine then down again.

"Yes my queen." she seemed pleased with my response, so she smiled then turned and left. once she disappeared out of the corridor my legs gave out and i collapsed to my knees. several thoughts raced through my head. Ranging from Eira to the queen and back again. Though the  two loudest and probably the most sane were, one what the heck just happened and two whats the queen planning and why do i have a feeling Eira is about to be the brunt of a very bad joke(I suppose that was three thoughts oops). After a few moments I stood and made my way to the stables toward the back of the palace. The horses aren't going to groom themselves. Making a note to myself that when I finished that I was to carry out the queens request.

Throughout my tasks the lump never loosened only growing tighter and larger til it felt as if it were in my throat.

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I was almost done in the stables the only thing left to do was to clean up the utensils.  I picked up the bucket I had used to brush Mirror observing that only an hour had pasted between now and the encounter with the queen meaning . Thinking about it no longer made me queasy but it did make me think a while lot more. It's not exactly a secret that the queen feels a certain type of way about Eira. She uses ridiculous rules to keep With inside the castle walls, and she is almost never permitted to leave. Though I shortly discovered the reason for this, the queen loved to gossip about Eira. She did everything in her power to make her seem like an incompetent fool. That got me thinking about how the queen mumbled all secret like under her breath.
"Just do as I ask and all will be well, for me anyway." her voice rang in my ears  as an idea occurred to me.  An idea that made me stop walking in my tracks even for a moment. After the pause I took off running back to the palace. My mind racing again as an idea formed: an idea so completely horrifyingly evil that i didn't want to believe it. the words she said keep playing over and over. "Just do as i ask and all will be well, for me anyway."  by now i had made it back inside and was sprinting up the staircase to Eira's room. all the while those thoughts never left my mind only becoming more ominous as time wore on."all will  be well.." i ran faster as i got nearer to her door. the words pounding now. "...for me..." I finally made it to the door and knocked with urgency.  Waiting for it to open and after a moment it did only to reveal Mary Margaret, Eira's lady in waiting.
She looked puzzled to see me standing there looking what I assume to be less then composed. She opened her mouth to speak, but before she could get in a word I cut her off.
"Where's Eirwen?!"