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“Marlin, dearest, take our trickster guest to his room, Este darling, you take the rest.” The bird-person-Fae-girl-thing was taking him to his room?
Why her? She’s creepy, and looks like she’s from the 1800’s or something.
Whatever. They can manage.
Just you, Lilian, and Odith left in the room. Just you three, until Odi so gracefully dismisses herself. Not that you’d stop her; you are many things but a cruel leader is not one of them.
”So, we gonna ignore the mental boner you got for the guy In green?”
What. The. Fuck.
”Lili, genuinely, and I mean this in the politest way possible, WHAT THE FUCK”
She scoffs and walks over, sitting on the armrest of your golden throne.
”I can read minds. I can tell. You should go for it.”
”Absolutely not! I want nothing to do with that person, and I am beginning to regret the decision to let them stay.”
..”this is about Sola isn’t it?”
A shattering wave of grief washes over you.
“Out. Get out. Don’t mention her. Get out of my throne room.”
"My Lady, Sola is-"
You felt your anger rise, "GET. OUT. BEOFRE I HAVE YOU KILLED."
...
"please"
Her eyes are full of something like pity as she leaves, and you sink your face into your hands.
Sola.
Not her.
You didn’t need a reminder of what you did to her.
Of what happened due to you.
With a sigh, you push yourself up off the throne, and make your way to your room, velvet heels clicking on the painted stone floors.
You tried not to think of her. Of Sola, of your Sunshine.
Shaking the thoughts from your head you sit down at your desk, picking up a notice of conflict between Western and Eastern Oceanic faerie tribes. Perfect, something to take your mind off of it.
The dispute was over borders that had arised recently due to a earthquake, causing the oceans to violently shift, and change the ocean movement, naturally fucking with the ocean faeries.
Now how to sort this. There was the natural option of just letting it subside, or you could present a war, or a peace treaty, or a flipping of a coin,
Or a-
Or a-
Or a…
Fuck, you forgot. You glance up at the clock on the wall.
Double fuck.
Five hours. It has been five fucking hours since you left the throne room. Five hours.
”Gods above I need a bath”, you speak, putting down the papers and walking to the bedroom connected to your Office.
With a flick of your fingers, the bathtub fills with sweet-scented water, and you toss a few sprigs of lavender and hyacinths for good measure.
Slowly removing your dress, you look at the keys that adorn your neck. You really shouldn't bathe with them on, but you are not letting the key to this planet fall into the hands of Kali and Odyssa. No, that would be disastrous.
As you lower yourself into the warm water, and let your head slip under, the bronze key floating on the surface, thoughts filled your head of your past lovers.
The only one that ever stuck was Sola, but you have had many. Faerie's asking for power via your hand in marriage, the occasional off-world suitor; even the humans from the mortal town you grew up in!, yet not a single one seemed to stick...
You sigh, before forgetting you're underwater, and end up with a mouthful of flower petals and scented water.
"welcome to your room, Slutty prince", Marlin swung the door open.
"I beg your pardon?", The. Audacity. "Does the queen know you're calling her guests such things?"
Marlin snorts with laughter, "Doll, I wake that bitch up with a pillow to the face and the words 'Up hoe, time to devour some metaphorical pussy' each day, That girl could not care less"
"How the Hel are you still alive?"
She flicks her hair over her shoulder, "I'm just that bitch"
This woman is crazy.
"Anyway you-"
Her entire demeanour changed, "Two things Princey, One, if you so much as look at the queen with a hint of lust in your eyes, I'll feed you to spiders-"
"Spiders aren't big"
She gets a sadistic, evil glint in her eye, "Exactly. It'll take forever, but you'll die. Eventually. Anyway, Two, Odith, my girlfriend, if you try to cheat her with magic, I will pluck out your eyes, and shove them so far up your ass that you'll be able to watch as I slide a knife down your throat and slit it from the inside out. Understood?"
Their gaze drops to the ground, "Yes ma'am"
"Good. Goodbye princey!"
Fucking GODS she is scary,
Then a thought crosses their mind, and they speak, "Uh, My lady?"
Marlin pauses in her footsteps.
"May I be so curious as to know the Queen's name? Surely it wouldn't hurt?"
She speaks, before she leaves and the door shuts behind her, "Name's are powerful things my guest, Especially in the realm of faeries."