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Genevieve barely responded to Aeden as she ignored his hand and stood up. She walked out of the cell and stood idly by as Aeden attempted to open Laura's cell. The lock was different; therefore, it required a different key. The sound of angry men at the end of the hallway startled both of the woman. "Hurry up!" Genevieve exclaimed, saying the first words since she had been dragged down there. The steps grew closer and still Aeden struggled to find the key that worked.

Laura didn't want her to be the reason that her daughter didn't make it out of here alive. She grabbed Aeden's arm, "Go. I don't matter, she does. Leave me." she said these orders with the coldest of voices.
Genevieve sat in the cold and damp corner just staring at the wall. She felt to numb to even think properly. Had her entire life really been one big complete lie? She felt so betrayed by her mother and by her best friend. Shivers erupted down her spine and she could feel tears pricking at her eyes. She had never felt more alone in her entire life. She didn't even know who she really was and that was what really got her. She wasn't human and she wasn't heir to the throne in the Kingdom she called home. She wouldn't one day find a noble husband and rule over the Kingdom. She was going to die day after next after seeing the one person she trusted in the world die.

Laura sat in the cell across the hall from Eve's. She hated to see her daughter sit alone in the dark. She had never imagined this would be what happened if her husband found out. Both of the women he was supposed to love executed at his order? He certainly had turned cold in the 25 years she'd known him. She stared at the figure of Genevieve as she quietly cried. Now she would have to mourn her daughter, her only love, and also herself. She simply could not come to terms with it.

The sound of an opening door boomed through the dungeon. Laura stood and rushed to the bars whereas her daughter stayed slumped in the corner. Had the executioners already arrived? Or was Aeden coming to rescue them? The figure stepped out of the shadows and Laura breathed a sigh of relief. "Aeden! Unlock the doors. Genevieve's first."
Laura sighed and ran a hand through her hair, "Okay. We need to leave. All three of us. IF they assassinated the rest of the royal family and they find out that there is still one living they will kill her. If my husband finds out that Genevieve is not his child he will kill me." She nodded, "We will be leaving. First I need to explain all of this to my daughter. It needs to be me that does it." She took in a deep breath, "Okay. Lets go get the Princess and make the arrangements on where we should go."

"Take me there and then leave me. I want you to go get some food together. Say that you are taking Genevieve on a hunting trip with the Queen. They won't refuse it. Get enough for a few weeks. Then go to my quarters. In the bottom right drawer is a bag filled with enough money to last us a year. I've kept it just in case I need to leave with her. Then meet us down by the stables in an hour with everything I asked you to get. I will worry about clothing and such." She then was led to where Genevieve was hiding. Little did they know a Fae guard was following them closely.

Once Aeden left the room to go do the things Laura asked the Queen sat down next to her daughter. The Princess looked at her with wide eyes and asked, "Whats going on, mom?" The Queen sighed and looked down at her hands.

"I have a long story I need to tell you." She closed her eyes and launched into the story of how she met Cirro. She went through the entire story while Genevieve listened with a look of shock spread across her face. "Aeden was sent by Cirro, your real father, to look after you. He is Fae and so are you. Unfortunately, your father has been assassinated along with the rest of the Fae royal family. You are a part of that family and the people that arrived today may want to kill you to. So we are going to--" The Queen was cut off by the door slamming open.

Suddenly the Fae's guards and a few human ones were flooding the room. They seized the Queen and the Princess. It was then that the King entered, "You betrayed me, Laura. This is not my daughter! How could you tell me she was? For 20 years?" He could have been hurt, but only the anger showed on his red face. "Bring them to the dungeon. We execute the Queen tomorrow for adultery and Genevieve the following day for impersonation of a member of my royal family." With that the two were dragged from the room and downstairs into the dungeon.
She digested this information best she could as she sat there. She didn't look up at him. Fae were real and obviously something bad was going down. She just had no idea what and why it even involved her safety. Her best friend was acting like a complete stranger. He had a dagger in his hand! Wait...he is giving the dagger to the Princess. She didn't want to take it at first and glared up at him. Yet he insisted so she took it and put it on the bed. "What does this even have to do with me!" She snapped as he left. She groaned and laid back on the bed.

Meanwhile, the Queen sat in the room she had found herself in and cried. She had managed to calm herself down after a little while. For a long time she had been able to sheath her love for Cirro and hide it away deep inside herself. Sometimes the old feelings would come back when watching her daughter play or when having conversations with the young Princess. Other than that she made sure to never think of him for to long. Otherwise she would sit there for hours and wonder what he was doing. She would drive herself crazy and eventually she'd need to go investigate herself. She'd convince herself everything would be okay if she sought him out. Now she knew exactly what had happened to him. He had died at the hands of a rebellion.

The information had crushed her. So there she sat with tear lines down her face as she mourned her lost love. Maybe they could have ran away together when Laura found out she was pregnant. She had no idea. It was to late to wonder. She stuck her head out in the hallway and saw Aeden walking. He was likely looking for her. She slipped out quietly and grabbed him before returning to the room. "Where is Genevieve? She is safe, correct?" She asked sternly.
Genevieve glanced up with a surprised expression on her face, "No..." She lied as her cheeks went from slight red to a bright red. She marked her place in her book and then stood up. "Was just reading." She lied as she walked over to her horse and stuffed the book into her bag. She then stood and watched him skin the duck. She wouldn't lie that it made her empty stomach churn a little, but she didn't feel the need to run off into the bushes and puke her guts out as she expected. She barely registered that he had in fact figured out that she had accidentally caught a glimpse of him in the nearly clear waters. Her cheeks burned a little more, "I did not want to see! I woke up and you were gone. Excuse me if I worried and was anxious all by myself." She snapped defensively as she glared at him.

"Fine. Teach me how to use a weapon and I will carry one. Just don't leave me all by myself in the mornings like that. Leave me a note or something. Nudge me awake for gods sake and tell me you will be back after a quick bathing." She soon realized she was telling him off for no reason except her own embarrassment. So she shut her mouth and returned to the bed roll. She sat down and stared off into the woods.
Genevieve sighed and sat on the bed, "Fae?" She raised an eyebrow and shook her head, "Not much. I thought they were a myth to be honest." She glanced around the room. She was still a little angry at him for him just freaking her out and not telling her why. That was completely unneeded emotional distress. She folded her hands in her lap and wondered why the hell he was talking about the Fae. They were mythical, right? She had heard stories, but couldn't honestly believe they existed.

(Sorry for shortness. Would just be filled with fillers if I wrote more...xD)
Genevieve rolled her eyes, "No. They haven't." She hated being kept in the dark about anything that involved her. Especially when it seemed like it might actually be something of importance, "The 'tell me everything part' needs to come soon or you will have a royally pissed of woman on your hands." She paused, "I'm a spoiled brat and I usually get what I want, Aeden. Don't forget that." She shrugged his hands off of her shoulders.

As he ushered her down the corridor she thought about a few things. If this were very serious why had her mother sent her to Aeden? And why did Aeden seem to know everything about the situation? She thought back to the fact that he had always been her shadow. Thats it! She connected all of the dots then. He had always watched out for her and given her advice when she needed it. He had been a friend to her when she had no one to call 'friend'. He was meant to watch over her and to protect her. She had no idea of what she needed protecting from, but she would find out soon. Even if it meant not listening to her best friend and seeking out her mother or father.
Genevieve looked up as Aeden stormed into the room. Precautions? Why? An object was given to her and she studied it with curiousity. She was then being moved to a different room through several different corridors. She couldn't stand this confusion from him. Did he expect her to just follow him blindly like this?

"Stop!" She exclaimed, pulling his arm back roughly by grabbing his hand tighter, "Would you please explain to me exactly what the hell is going on!? For the love of god Aeden you can't just cart me around like this!" The words burst out of her mouth and it didn't slightly register that she had cussed. She took a deep and calming breath before letting go of his arm. "Now. It is time for that explaining, hmm?" She crossed her arms and leaned back against the wall obviously awaiting the reasons as to which she was being carted around for no apparent reason.
Genevieve sat there for all but three minutes before her brain was going crazy. What the hell was going on? She felt like she was freaking out for no reason, but both her mother and Aeden had given her reason to freak out.

Meanwhile, Laura had returned to the hall and she stood next to her husband, "Whatever is going on?" She asked calmly with a polite smile on her face. The men regarded her with cold hard glares that sent shivers down the Queen's spine. She struggled to remain composed as they spoke directly towards her husband about the rebellion in the Fae's Kingdom. They planned on creating an alliance with the human's so that they could rebuild their kingdom from it's ashes and battle kissed lands. All the while Laura stood there with a neutral look on her face as she processed the death of her one and only love Cirro.

She excused herself swiftly and walked towards Aeden's hiding place without knowing he was there. With her back turned to the men she allowed the tears to flow freely. She accidentally bumped into Aeden and said a quick sorry before storming off into a random room. She began to hyperventilate and sob. She was mourning over someone she hadn't seen in 20 years! But it still hurt like hell.
She put on a fake pout, "Oh, but I'll miss you so, Kind sir." She winked at him and laughed as she shook her head, "Go. See the poor man you condemned yourself to the pit of reprimandment. Have fun, love!" Once he was out of the room she stripped down into her shift and crawled into bed. She had had a little trouble with the corset, but she managed and now it was time to sleep. She fell into a deep slumber a smile still placed firmly on her lips. The memories of the day still floating past her closed eyelids.

The next morning she awoke as her Ladies in Waiting entered the room to help her get ready for the day. As well as she could get out of a corset she couldn't just snap her fingers and put one on. Once the Ladies left she stared out the window wondering what she would do today. She didn't want to take Aeden away from his duties otherwise he might get in trouble. So she decided to go down to the library and read for the afternoon. That would be entertaining enough she supposed. It was Thursday and the ball would be the following day. She couldn't tell if she was excited or dreading the occasion.

She picked out her second favorite book in the library and settled down on a couch to read it. She could hear the clattering of boots in the hallway and quickly went to the door to investigate. In the main entry a group of men stood. They appeared to be guards of some sort. Each had an awful expression of anger plastered on their faces. The oddest thing she noticed was how pale they were and also their pointy ears. They spoke to her father loud, but not loud enough for her to be able to decipher the conversation. She was about to move closer when her mother stopped her, "Genevieve. I want you to please go find Aeden. Okay? Stay with him until I come get you."

"Mom, why?"

"Don't ask questions just do it. Our new guests are..." Her mother glanced towards the group, "Not your concern. Just tell Aeden I sent you."

Despite the confusion Genevieve set off to find Aeden. She found him in the kitchen, "My mom sent me. There are these weird men with pasty skin and pointy ears in the corridor. I think my mother has gone crazy."
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