A Curse that can't be Broken

I call it.... Magiick

Once Upon a Time.......

Long, long ago, there once was a world with no magic. Happy Endings were only in dreams, and dreams never came true.

A tall man stood among others. His clothing was well designed with great detail. You would not know this unless standing next to him, for all his clothing was in black. His hair brushed back and his face was clean shaven. His eyes dark as he looked out at the crowd around him. His eyes drifted to the far back of the throne room where the royal family sat.

"Long. Live. The king." Came a voice from behind the man.

The man turned to the new comer as a sly smirk crossed his lips.

"Wouldn't you say Uther?" The man asked.

"Grigori Rasputin." Uther nodded.

Rasputin was an inch or so shorter that Uther, thinner, and his jet black hair matched his long beard. His garments were simple, holding only the colors of red. Rasputin calmly placed his hands behind his back as he approached Uther.

Uther leaned on his cane trying to straighten himself as much as he could. "I'm sorry to hear about what had happen to you my old friend." Rasputin motioned to the cane.

Uther glanced down to the cane before putting on a strong face. "War does not come with an easy price." Uther told him.

Rasputin nodded, "And yet it sickens me. While Nicholas bathes in the glories, men like us live with the... repercussions." Rasputin looked to the room and his eyes landed on the royal family. "If only there was a way to reverse..."

"To speak in such tone, in such a crowed space?" Uther stopped Rasputin words... for now.

Rasputin slowly turned his gaze to Uther. "We have been friends for a very long time." He told Uther.

Uther smirked at the new topic of conversation. "Before we could even talk." He gave to the other a soft smile.

"And look at us now." Rasputin took his hands out from behind his back and motioned to the crowd. "You fought with such honors for the king. You saved his life.... And yet here we stand in the shadows. Not even praised upon by those we have saved.... And for what?" Rasputin looked to Uther.

Uther could not deny the truth of his old friend's words. Truth was there in plain sight, while they stood in the shadows. But it did not matter. No matter what they sacrificed, they would still be over looked.

Uther felt a frown grace his lips as his eyes dropped to the floor. He turned to Rasputin as he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Old friend." Rasputin started to smile. "I pray for the day that you get what you deserve." His words were honest and true. Rasputin was not known for his true intentions, but Uther had known him for such a long time, he knew when the other spoke truth and honesty.

Uther nodded once at the man. "I pray as well for your future endeavors."

This brought a genuine smile to Rasputin's face followed by a rough sigh. "Come and visit me later. I wish to share something with you." He told Uther before walking off into the dark corridors.

Uther watched him leave before turning back to the King and his family. His eyes watched them carefully as he could already tell one of King Nicholas' daughters was already not where she should be.

He almost fell over when he felt something bump into his leg. He looked down at a much younger Katie... When he would know first as, "Princess Anastasia." He stated firmly and proudly. He gave the young girl a slight bow as she smiled back to him.