If the King Lived. A red Queen Fanfiction.

Chapter Three

I certainly didn't cry myself to sleep last night.

Well, I did.

But it was from all the pressure.

Not from Cal.

And I was not nothing. I was certainly not his mother. But I was not nothing.

I was Mare Barrow.

The Lightning Girl.

At my anger. A lightbulb bursts and I feel faint. I need to stop wasting my energy. I've gotten more used to the silence. Its lined all along my rooms.

But I can still use my Lightning whenever I want to.

Sure, it does take quite the toll, but there's not really anything I can do about it.

It makes me angry that the most powerful Arvens are my guards. Any one of them could easily take me down. They've had years of practice.

I just got my ability what? 1, 2 months ago?

How such a short time changes my entire life, I've no idea.

"Lady Titanos, the broadcast has been changed. It will take place in the evening, there will be a ball afterwards." A maid says.

Great, I was hoping for more space between us.

But no, I have to dance with him now.

I was really hurt, in truth.

I thought Cal would help me. But he'd do anything for his father. He would never choose me.

He was right.

I probably was nothing to him. Just a girl from the Stilts. Had I not had an ability, he wouldn't have spared a glance at me.

That was just a moment of pity.

Now I'm supposed to marry him. I suppose I wasn't nothing to him now.

The maids came in and today they put on barely any makeup. I was already very pale and they only put on one layer of that gross paste.

They dressed me in a silver and purple gown with red and yellow lining. A mix of colors.

A symbol of Unity.

Jewelry. That only added to my exhaustion. The dress was long sleeved, to hide my manacles. It flowed like a ball gown. It was a Ball after all

And a bejeweled Tiara. How nice.

The maid placed it on my head. I had asked for my hair to be let down. And so she just took my two front pieces on the sides and placed it in a Barette at the back.

I was right about one thing.

I didn't know if I'd ever smile again. My expression was stone cold.

And I looked like one of them. The makeup concealed the bags under my eyes. I had eaten so hopefully if I needed to defend myself, I could.

My lightning had weakened.

Drastically.

Every moment these blasted manacles were on, it grew harder to use it.

I suppose that was the point.

I needed to escape. But I also needed to get these off.

Evangeline.

She always wanted to be Queen.

And the Scarlet guard would end it before they could reign.

If Mareena Titanos ran away...Evangeline would be Queen. And she could get them off.