Re: Who needs a prince when you're a queen?

Chapter Twelve: The schemer begins

Upon seeing me open the door, he flashed a smile and his electric blue eyes showed fondness as well. Ah~ how could this world have such perfect specimens. Thank you to whoever made a mistake and placed my soul in this world.

"Marcella, are you ready?" He inquired.

I nodded fervently. "Yup! Mr. Evondale had my luggage taken to the carriage and Martinique already dressed me up," I twirled in delight as I showed off the new dress gifted to me by our father. It was a yellow one which was a great complement to my indigo hair. In the past four years, Matthias refused to return my hair back to its normal color and I just slowly accepted that.

Augustus patted my head. "Good," he stared at his pocket watch. "Time to go, Marcella."

I held his hand and we descended the stairs. Regardless of the mission that I was about to take, I still could not deny the fact that I was very excited. This was the same feeling that I felt back when I waited outside stores for the release of new horror novels. There were two reasons as to why I was feeling this giddy: (1) The plot of the game would actually start to take place; and (2) I could finally wear whatever I want!

If you can remember, my mother (the female version of the devil himself) was someone who cared so much about appearances. In the years that she stayed in this estate, she did not even look as if she aged a day. She was still as beautiful and as poised as she was before. Her appearance was her greatest asset and she managed to not lose father's favor even after so many years. No new concubines were taken and mother felt smug about that. Even if she could not be the first wife, she was still the one who was currently highly favored by father.  Because of that, she always viewed beauty as a weapon. She intended me to have the same mindset as her, hence, my clothing and style were all dictated by her. With me finally leaving here, I could finally dress in what I want. I will never be wearing anything so frilly ever again. Wait for me, my precious black and white simple clothes!

Father was standing at the house's main entrance and he showed me a smile as I rushed towards him. 

"My little lady has finally grown to be this big, huh?" His words were filled in amusement.

"Oh, father, I can't wait to go to the academy!" I hugged him tightly. "But I will miss you so much."

He kissed the top of my head. "Your father will miss you too," he glanced over at Augustus who was waiting patiently behind me. "Ah, I shouldn't have handed the capital duties to your brother yet. It would've been me escorting you."

Augustus immediately pulled me away from our father's embrace. "It's time for Marcella to go now, father," he announced. "Just behave here."

Father chuckled lightly. "Ah, even my own son is scolding me. How time flies indeed."

"Marcella darling," a sultry voice came from behind father. I looked over and saw that it was my mother, in her auburn-haired glory, wearing a rose red gown and wiping her imaginary tears with a silk handkerchief. If this was the modern world, she would definitely be winning the Oscar's. 

She stepped towards me. "Oh, Marcella. I could not bear to part with you. But since it's for the sake of your future," she bent down and hugged me. To some, it may look as if a mother was being very affectionate with her daughter but in reality, she was just whispering the words she would always remind me over and over again. "You must see to it that you make everyone fall in love with your charms. If a boy falls head over heels with you, he's be willing to do anything for you. Your charms will dictate your future so do not ever embarrass me." She pulled back slowly and kissed my cheek. "Mother will miss you so much."

I nodded at her and looked at her as she went back to her position which was beside father. Two pairs of piercing stares filled with jealousy were aimed towards her- they were from Lady Christine and Lady Rosette, my brothers' mothers. Ah~ A polyamorous relationship really makes everything so complicated. 

Augustus led me to the carriage and I waved my last goodbye to the people of the mansion. I was really going to miss them but, dang- I AM HELLA EXCITED!

"Why are you so excited?" 

A voice said and I stared at the speaker. Disappointment was clearly painted on my face. The speaker was sitting casually on one of the carriage seats with the least bit care in the world.

"Prince Valentin, how generous of you to grace us with your presence," I said monotonously and settled on the seat in front of him.

"I am indeed quite generous, huh?" His voice was smug. "After all, I chose to escort you to the capital. Last year, I did not even escort Viveca!"

I frowned at him. "You did not escort Viveca?"

"She said something about how the crown prince of this kingdom was the only one worthy to escort her," He answered and shrugged. "I could not care less, though. If she marries the prince, you would lose a prospective capture target which means the chances of me killing you will be higher. Also, if they marry, that would be a great win for my own kingdom."

My eyes widened at his words. How could he just say it as if it was nothing?It's a good thing that Augustus was still talking to the coachman outside. I glared at Prince Valentin. "Viveca must be so pitiable that she has you as her brother. Oh poor Viveca. Besides, if they truly love each other, then I won't interfere."

"Even at the cost of your life?"

I pursed my lips and thought for a moment. "Even at the cost of my life."

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Author's Note:

Hi fellas! Here's another update since I promised you one yesterday. We are finally starting the actual beginning of the game. AHHHHHHHH I AM EXCITED!

What are your thoughts? Are you excited to see the growth of the other characters? Are you excited to meet the protagonist of the game? Will Marcella succeed in her mission? And who the heck is Valentin?

All these will be answered in time. Hopefully, I can update next week. I love y'all. Stay safe. Stay healthy. Stay hydrated. DRINK LOTS OF WATEEEEER!

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