The Queen and Her King

Peace or War, It's Up to You

Third Person

Brielle hated everything about this as the ship shook at Uma's hits, having to steady herself by putting one hand to either side of her to offset the balance of the ship being pushed around. She took a shaky breath and looked out from her hiding place for a second, seeing the horror in everyone's eyes and faces and hating that she wasn't out there with them. If her people were in trouble she would rather stay at the frontlines to protect them than to hide like this, that's her job is to protect her people. She turned back and quickly threw her off her shoes and basically threw them at a guard who was watching the scene in horror. Then she carefully took off her crown and handed it to another who looked far more put together during the situation,

"Hold those will you? And take care of that, it's expensive"

She politely asked both guards who nodded, one more frantic than the other, before standing up and getting her balance situated. She then felt for a second and waited for the boat to have a still moment. Then once she felt one she picked up her dress skirt and ran out through the water to Harry's side who wasn't paying attention to who was next to him until she grabbed his arm, making his head jolt to her,

"Wha on earth are ya doin' 'ere? It's not safe ye should really go back"

Harry kindly but sternly instructed. He was simply being his overprotective self, however, Brielle shook her head and smiled a little,

"Nope, sorry Har. I don't wanna be alone and I don't want you getting hurt by doing something brash"

Harry casually chuckled, he knew Brielle well enough and knows that once she sets her mind to doing something she can be too stubborn for her own good. Then a very angry, bitter, jealous sea witch saw the two together. She brought up a tentacle and growled as she attempted a strike at the two, aiming for Brielle prominently. Brielle spotted the danger and knew it was aimed at them from the second Uma and her eyes met, a vengeful fire in her eye. Brielle grabbed the lapels of Harrys' jacket and threw herself down on the ground just as everyone around them ducked. Harry fell on top of Brielle for a second, but when he heard the crack of Uma's whip-like tentacle right above his head he was just grateful Brielle was watching out. The two were face to face, a little wide-eyed at how close that was and how close they were,

"Thanks, love"

Harry said with a casual chuckle, but even in such a dire situation the pair were still bright red at their proximity,

"No probs love"

Brielle casually said back right before Harry stumbled to his feet and grabbed her hands to help her up. Uma growled as she had seen that she had missed.

Mal was petrified when Uma tried to attack Brielle specifically, glad that she missed but newly infuriated as Uma has officially messed with all of her friends multiple times, and no one messes with Mal's friends. On the Isle, Mal would've gotten revenge on Uma a while ago. Her revenge was long overdue. Mal stepped away from everyone and began breathing heavily with anger raging through her fiery veins. Everyone turned to her as she marched off with a vengeance, stopping once she was far away from everyone,

"Mal?"

Ben asked as Mal's breathing grew heavier and quicker. Brielle looked away from Harry and saw Mal too, she furrowed her brow in concern as Brielle noticed her emerald green eyes igniting,

"Mal?"

Brielle muttered, making Harry turn around now. He paused as he saw her eyes, he knew to an extent of her power since she can use a little of it on the Isle but he had no clue what everyone was in for. Evie, Carlos, and Jay themselves had no clue what was going on, them and Harry with Brielle all standing with each other with the same expression of mild confusion and a light dusting of worry.