Nothing to him.
It was a good thing, I told myself, setting my jaw. He wasn't important. He couldn't interfere with my becoming queen. If I was to reclaim my true power, I had to marry Ryder, and I had to let Calahan go.
So why did it feel like all the wind had been knocked out of me?
It was because I didn't want to be nothing. I didn't want to be meaningless, something to be tossed aside.
That had to be why.
It had to be.
Then I let out a weathered, heavy sigh from the depths of my soul, because how could I even be thinking about all this when Ryder was nothing to me but a pawn to use in order to get what I want?
Nonetheless, he was a pawn I needed, so the queen could come into play, even if I was using a hidden move. Maybe I couldn't be a queen in this chessboard kingdom, a voice in my head thought with guilt. A queen was supposed to protect the king...
And I wasn't.
But I couldn't be a queen in Calahan's dark world either, even if he had wanted to protect me.
"Calahan..," my voice trailed off as I searched for the words to express what I was feeling.
"I want people to clap when I walk by. I want people to bow before me and add 'may she live forever' after my name."
My eyes glittered like cut jewels.
"But who will applaud a villain?," I finished, my shoulders sagging in my tattered but beautifully self-embroidered poncho, my crown feeling far too heavy on my head.
Calahan gave a secret grin of mischief and scandal- the kind of grin I'd grown accustomed to seeing from Goth, but never him.
"Uma. Harry. Gil. All the people of the Isle. Half of the world," he replied insightfully.
I gasped with realization, an idea bouncing around in my mind.
"Calahan, you're a genius! I always knew I wanted to be queen because of what others would do, but I never thought of what I would do as queen. I could open the barrier so no one would ever have to live with nothing, like I did, ever again!," I exclaimed.
He gave an exasperated sigh and slowly shook his head.
"That's all premature thinking. You don't love Ryder. You're going after what you want. That's not love."
I realized with a start that he was right.
"Wow. With your cynicism comes wisdom," I marveled, eyes widening, though he was probably thinking of his father's unquenchable desires for Esmeralda that weren't really love, but lust.
I caught myself. Calahan Frollo was not part of my goal.
"However, it doesn't matter," I continued. "I want to become a queen. That is what's important. That is what I care about, and I will do anything to obtain it.," I snapped, enunciating each syllable with firm intensity.
I turned away from him and walked out the door.
"Love was never part of the plan."
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This Enchanting New World
FanfictionClarissa, Queen Narissa's child, is on the list of new VKs that want to go to Auradon, and dreams of that fairy tale life more than anything, yearning to be more than simply worthless . When she finally leaves the gritty, cold, and cruel Isle with h...