"Violet, dear, can't you wear something a little more elegant?" Queen Beatrice asked her daughter. "Fine, Mother, but I don't see why I have to marry someone I don't even know,"
"It's the life of a royal, we need a connection with Winnepeg, and I heard Prince Quigley is quite charming, remember he'll be over at five," Queen Beatrice left the room. Princess Violet opened her laptop, she should be on a video call with a secret organization/ cult called VFD right now. "Hello guys,"
"Princess Violet, how great of you to show up," Esme commented sarcastically.
"I'm sorry I got caught up,"
"We have an assignment for you," Olaf said.
"Yes?"
"You know Prince Quigley of Winnipeg?" Esme asked.
"Yes, he's coming to the palace at five,"
"We need him dead, he's with the noble side, anyways, don't ask to many questions and don't let him charm you too much," Esme told her.
"Okay, got it, kill Prince Quigley,"
"Ta-ta," Esme said as she ended the call.
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"Lovely to meet you, Princess Violet," Quigley greeted.
"How do you do?" Violet asked.
"Just fine, and you?"
"I'm fine as well,"
"Perhaps, you two can take a stroll and get to know each other while Queen Beatrice and I discuss some matters of business," Queen Karen suggested.
"Yes mother, shall we, Violet?"
"Yes," The tow went out to the gardens.
Quigley POV
I had heard Princess Violet was pretty, but she was stunning, her dark brown hair was in a bun along with a diamond tirara. She had icy blue eyes, and I could tell she was just as trapped as I was. "Do you have a hobby?" I asked her.
"Not one you would approve of,"
"And how did you come to that conclusion?"
"Well if your like any of the other royals I know,"
"I can guarantee I'm not,"
"I like to shoot and invent," she answered, "in case you're wondering, I shoot to kill," I noticed the whole time she was avoiding eye contact, until she said the last sentence. Violet looked me dead in the eyes. "I prefer maps, but shooting is good sometimes," I told her, "and it's a great stress reliever,"
"Do you like swimming, Prince Quigley?" She asked as we walked closer to the lake, "my mother used to let me swim in this lake when I was little, but once I turned fourteen I wasn't allowed near it,"
"Yes I do swim, but did you like swimming?"
"Yes, I did, it was a great sense of freedom,"
"My mom won't let my sister swim ether, she thinks it's too improper for a young lady to, but that doesn't stop Issy,"
"You have a sister?"
"I have a sister and a brother, we're triplets, Duncan and Isadora,"
"That's wonderful, I have my younger brother and sister, Klaus and Sunny. You're different," Violet told me, continuing forward, "Is that a good thing?" I asked her, she turned her head to face me. "It depends how you look at it,"
"Do you want to go swimming?" I asked her.
"You wouldn't dare," Violete laughed, her laugh was beautiful. I smirked and went closer to her. "Oh I would,"
"What happens when we get back to the palace soaking wet?"
"You fell in," I answered, she rolled her eyes and jumped in the lake, "I did expect you to take off your heels first though,"
"If I feel in, I wouldn't have time to take off my shoes,"
"Fair enough,"
"Now are you coming?" I, an intelligent individual took off my shoes, socks and blazer before jumping in. "You're definitely not normal,"
"That I am, princess," our faces were inches apart, I took a chance and kissed her, "I'm sorry I don't know what came over me," Violet pressed her lips to mine.
"Prince Quigley, we've just met, we hardly know each other, but we are to be married after all, I'm sure we have all the permission to share a kiss," Violet told me, she was gorgeous, nope, Quigley you can't fall for her, she is your mission, to kill her, don't fall in love, you just met. "Well, we should get back," I told her, getting out of the lake and holding out my hand, she accepted it, "Yes, we should,"
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"Why are you guys soaking wet?"
"I fell into the water, and Quigley dived in after me," Violet explained.
"Okay then, you two should go to your rooms and freshen up,"
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I lied in bed that evening, still at the Baudelaire palace, thinking 'how could someone so wonderful be so evil?' I got out my phone and tapped on Jacques's number and started texting him.
Quigley- bold
Jacques- itlatics
I don't know if I can do this
What's going wrong?
Violet doesn't deserve to die, I mean she is beautiful, stunning even, but she is so much more than that, I can't do it, I can't kill her.
I was afraid this would happen, you are falling in love with her aren't you?
I think so
I hate to break your heart but her mission is to murder you
is that a fact?
We're ninety percent sure
I don't think she will
Just be careful Quagmire
Jacques didn't help, I was staying with the Baudelaires for a week, then Violet was coming to Winnipeg for a week. What was I going to do?
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Violet POV
"How's it going with the 'unruly problem,'" Esme asked on the video call, apparently Quigley's name translates to 'unruly problem', I see no issues with this marriage. "It went fine-"
"Is he charming like they say?"
"More, his eyes were so deep, they were a captivating hazel, and his hair was so unprince like. He was different, especially the way he smiled-"
"Sh*t,"
"What?"
"You're falling in love with him,"
"No I'm not!"
"What is the first thing we taught you?"
"Don't get attached to anyone on the other side, I know, I know,"
"Good, remember your mission,"
"Why do you want me to kill him?"
"That information is confidential, goodnight Princess," Esme told her as she ended the call, Violet called one of her friends, Carmelita, "What's up, cakesniffer?"
"Did your aunt tell you the mission she gave me?"
"Yeah, he's cute,"
"It's horrible! He is so, so-"
"So what? Handsome? Knight in shining armor? What?"
"I don't know,Carm, but I can't kill him, I can't do it,"
"You like him,"
"Don't be ridiculous, we just met," I told her, why does everyone think that?
"Well I've got to go, have fun ignoring your feelings," Carmelita said as she hung up. I laid down on my bed, why did Quigley have to be so perfect?
To be continued
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12/ 13/20