#marecle

[acourtofmuses]

     ❝ ------ mare,   ❞     the name was like honey upon his tongue.  dripping false sweetness with each syllable of the name.     ❝   you keep looking at me like i am some monster,  like i am something to fear.  ❞    wolfish smile forming upon his thin lips as his eyes bored into the other.  jaw twitching as the smile shadowed upon his face. // @marecle have a starter just cus. 

[godscourt-a]

           “   trust me.   “   glance was casted towards mare,   edges of lips turning upwards in a smile.   ever so charming around her,   just like your mother had instructed you.   thought you doubted that anyone had expected this to turn out so well   -   she’d lead you straight to the heart of the scarlet guard.   and now,   your mother and you could finally inact you plan for you to take the throne.   finally an excuse to get people to turn against cal.   but yet you were still fighting a silent struggle that was getting yourself to keep despising the red girl.   “   my mother will never find out,   mare,   i would never let that happen to you.   and she’d never suspect me,   either.   do you trust me    ?    “           /            @marecle

[godscourt-a]

              “   you shouldn’t look so comfortable.   “   cell door was between them,   you could feel the amount of silent stone from through the door.   thankfully it couldn’t affect you here,   and so your dress,   so ornately made stayed in one piece.   for now;   mind couldn’t help cast your mind to elane,   sure that it would fall off swiftly later for her.   but mare,   she was a red,   and so you still had to appear as the iron queen to her.   and with maven’s new engagement to iris cygnet,   to finally end a war.   you were free of the potential crown  (   you were bitter of course,   you won queenstrial.   by tradition the crown of norta belonged to you.   )   however,   in the way maven was leading,   you doubted that norta would last much longer as a single state.   

cruel smile,   his obsession with mare would truly drive this country to ruin,   and since cal was the traitor prince,   the crown logically fell to you.   you were the intended,   and iris was not nortan.   and you were not going to stand by and watch a lakelander rule your kingdom.   “   get up,   we’re going on a walk.   you look pathetic in there,   “       /       @marecle

[godscourt-a]

          eyes flicked over her.   anxiety was more than evident in her features.   farley had said that she was likely a spy   -   sent by king maven,   considering how prominent you had been in court since you were young.   but surely mare could see through to the truth,   the second maven had found out about you,   he had used you in the way he used mare.   in an attempt to quell the support the scarlet guard had.   it wasn’t until chaos had descended in the capital that you had finally been able to escape that.   of course,   you loved your faux   -   cousin still.   you had heard his thoughts from no matter the distance in the castle;   you couldn’t hear him now,  but you knew he was only in pain.   

but it also meant that you had known the entirety of the plan against mare,   you knew the truth,   but yet you had never stepped forward with the truth,   who would have believed you anyway   ?   (   part of you wished that was only elara’s influence.   )   it never ended up being the case.   and yet as you stared down the little lightning girl,   you had no idea whether to beg her for mercy,   or to just let yourself be killed.   but you were sure that she wasn’t stupid to let you be executed,   she must have learnt now that nothing should be taken for face value.   “   we meet again,   lightning girl.   “        /         @marecle

[psychewrought-blog]

        ❝   so i suppose it’s true then.   ❞   an  attempt  is  made  to  not  sound  so  hostile,  but  the  bitterness  in  her  tone  is  a  little  too  hard  to  ignore.   after  all,  how  could  one  not  be  when  they’ve  been  told  that  the  person  they  loved  was  going  to  be  married  off  ---------  again?   (  SHE  WAS  NEVER  YOURS  TO  BE  WITH  ANYWAY,  ELANE  ).   ❝   cal  must  be  ecstatic.  i  know  he  loved  having  a  crown  on  his  head. ❞     @marecle​  //  sc.