I watched the carriage drive away through my window, heart cracking with each of the tears that fell down her face. How could I be such a monster? Edward will hate me, I know that much. How could I not though? I am the king, and must always think about my subjects first. Edward I guess was just too used to not having to fight for what we have. I hope he never sees that. I thought, walking towards my chair, feeling all of my years. Still, maybe after a few years, he will learn to love this Princess as I have learned to love my own queen. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. I looked over at it and watched my oldest friend and most trusted friend walk towards me, eyes and body reflecting my own feelings.
"Your Majesty," he said, bowing in respect. Continuing forward, he looked troubled, and lifted his hands unsure of what to say. He finally settled for "The deed is done," before bowing again. I could tell he hated as much as I did exiling the dainty child who my son had finally given his heart to.
"She certainly behaved like a princess." I admitted, unable to look at my friend any longer. How could I do this to my own son? Why must the kingdom come before the happiness of my own family? I asked the fates.
"That she did. When I told her she didn't try to run, or scream. She was very clam, and she only had one request." He agreed, sitting down at the chair near him. Glancing his way questioningly he explained. "She wanted me to make the Prince Edward feel as though their love was something of a foolish thing."
I looked down at my hands for a second, processing the request. My eyes rested on our family crest, which I wore as a ring, glittering as though to remind me of the responsibility of being the sovereign. Next to it was my wedding band, small and comfortable after so many years. "No, don't do that. Let Edward have his love in his mind at least. Let him have that comfort." I said, closing my hand. He may never love this princess of Carolsville completely, so let him at least love her.
This is a fanfic I wrote based off of my all time favorite movie Slipper and the Rose which I'm sure I've spoken of before and will speak of again. If you have seen the movie you will reconize that this is the scene right after Tell Him where the Lord Chamberline tells the king that Cinderella has been told about the exile, and even sent away.