Her Knight in Shining Armor

~One~

I'm only 18 years old...18! And I'm a queen! Ha! Let's just say my mother did a number on me way back when. Manipulating me, torturing me; I was a pawn on her chest board and I was her key piece to victory. Because of that I have been trapped with no where to go and no one to turn to...nobody at all. All I have is this magic in my veins and the kingdom on my shoulders.

My subjects have no respect for me though. They fear me; hell, all of the kingdoms fear me so I have enemies in every corner. As if I truly care. I've done treacherous things to blacken my heart. I've slaughtered villages, ruined lives, beheaded hundreds. My castle has a dungeon full of beating hearts just waiting to be crushed or returned to their owners, which will never happen.

All of this is occurring because this is what they wanted. My mother wanted me to be Queen, and my mentor, a cold blooded killer. It seems no matter what I do or how hard I try, nobody is satisfied. So there's a war, an endless war between the Enchanted forest, Wonderland, Oz, Agrabah, Neverland, and so many more because somewhere, everywhere, there's always someone who wants the greatest power of all: to rule all the realms.

The enchanted forest, annoyingly, is also in a war within itself. There's my kingdom and then there's that bird brain Snow White and her Peanut Prince Charming. They're considered the good guys, I suppose, and only seemed to be wrapped up in this war because they are sick of my evils-sick of everyone's evils. Most of all, they must protect their own since everyone is after each other including them.

In fact, one day I decided to take matters into my own hands. I went out to the stables, saddled my most prized steed, and went on my way to wreak havoc as I'm very well known to do. Rumor has it that there is this curse and with this curse comes a great power where you are in control of everyone and everything. That would be a dream come true! A glorious dream come true. I can make my life the way I've always wanted and then some.

On my way on my path, the Queen's highway, I quickly slip off of my steed and proceed on foot because a horse's hooves can be heard by anyone. It's fairly dark yet a soft breeze slips through the inky sky as light as feather. It simply tickles my face with coolness and forces my hair to dance in every direction. I take in a deep breath with my chest to savor this moment out of the castle until something stale crawls against my skin. The air shifts and goosebumps rise; there's someone here....

"Move and I won't hesitate to slice you to shreds." She sounds confident, nearly dark. Oh the humor in her words! I laugh at the bravery of whoever this unknown woman is and quickly face her. She takes a step closer, so close until her sword is pointing a hair's length between my eyes.

"You? Kill me?" I chuckle wholeheartedly. In return her face twists with anger and mire determination than I counted on. Embarrassingly slow, I shut my lips and swallow down whatever evil I have left threatening to rise.

I take this moment to stare at this unexpected woman with her blonde curls flowing with the wind. Despite the darkness, the moon seems to glow against her shining armor. She's obviously from a castle, a tomboy that's hardly accepted in any kingdom yet here she is parading around, dressed like a man with her chest firm. Then I stare into her eyes, deep into them. That green, emerald full of hope...she's a Charming.

"I should kill you, for all the shit you've done, but sadly my parents want you alive." So it is true, she most definitely is a Charming. The Princess who never left the castle of all of our 18 years of life in this world. Maybe our lives aren't so different, my mother never let me leave the castle either no matter how much I begged. I had to sneak away and that's exactly what this Charming is doing because she still is a princess with no control over her life.

Cautiously I take a step forward but with the grace and poise of a queen. My confidence simply intimidates this Charming and she falters a little, but little is enough for me to flick my wrist. Her sword goes flying and wedges straight into a tree so deep that it will take man power to pull it out. I have her now.