Once Upon A Fairytale

The Wolf & the Fox

Author notes at the end

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Who would have thought her spoiled step-brother would turn out to be so troublesome?

The Queen narrowed her eyes at the darkened corridor he'd disappeared into. She hadn't expected him to adapt to his new form so quickly, or for him to be fast enough to outmaneuver the Pixies.

A lapse in judgement that she would not be repeating again.

"Your brothers are slow," the Queen said, still glowering toward the door and she didn't need to look to know the Pixie King was glaring icicles into his three siblings.

"We'll get him for you," one of them said, voice shaky, "We promise."

"He can't get far. It's a prison. Not like he can unlock doors," another said, and she sneered at the extreme obviousness of the statement.

Out of all the Pixies in the Nine Kingdoms she had to end up with these bumbling morons.

She whirled around. "Go now!" she shouted, and the three of them yelped then took off like a shot. Limbs flailing and squeals echoing off the walls of the corridor as they disappeared down it.

If Seokjin had any sense at all he would be able to keep them chasing his tail around for hours.

An inconvenient revelation considering he had just proven to be alot more gutsy and astute then she had ever given him credit for.

"They'll find him, My Queen," a deep voice said into her ear, and she resisted the urge to reach up and curl her fingers around the tall Pixies neck.

He was the Pixie King and the failures of his brothers were a direct reflection of his poor leadership.

She lifted her gaze to his and ever so delicately traced her fingertips across his lips. His pupils dilated.

"Within a month I will have crushed the house of Snow White. I will rule Seokjin's castle and kingdom," the Queen murmured, her eyes never leaving the Pixie. "And for helping me escape you will rule beside me."

The Pixie leaned into her touch, chasing her fingers as she lowered her hand.

"You will be mine?" he asked, greedily. "The kingdom too?"

The Queen turned to him fully then, biting her lip seductively. "Would you like that, my love? To not be banished to living in the Swamp anymore? To have me all to yourself for the rest of eternity..." She raised her chin slightly so her lips brushed his, teasing and he tensed, something cunning glinted in his eyes.

"What do I need to do?" he asked and the Queen bit her lip to stop herself from smiling.

The handsome simpleton. He was too easy to bend. She could use him very well.

"All I ask is that you and your brothers keep serving me until they have caught the Prince for me," she told him and his expression relaxed.

"That's all?"

She stepped back from him then walked over to the dog who was now on all fours and sniffing the floor. The sight of him doing so in her step-brothers body was both irksome and pleasing.

"And tell no one of my plans and what you have witnessed, of course," she said, stroking his blonde hair lightly.

To her surprise, The Pixie didn't answer for a moment and when she looked at him he appeared disgruntled, as if displeased with the distance she had put between them.