Disclaimer: I do not own The Mortal Instruments or any of the characters! Also I'm basing the plot off of Snow White! Read and enjoy!
He stood in front of the grave, the grave that read Maryse and Robert Lightwood, the most noble of all rulers. May god bless them. Tears slowly rolled down his fair, porcelain like, skin. It has been two years since his parents were killed, and two years since his sister took rule over the kingdom. She had changed a lot in the past few years, power comes with a price, she had bleached her hair white so she could stand out in a crowd. After not being able to stand her for any longer, Alexander had left the kingdom and now resides in a small cottage in the woods. Every year he ventures back to the kingdom and lays two red roses on their grave, and today happened to be that day.
He turned around, pulling the hood over his head to hide his noticeable features. With skin white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as a raven's wings, Alexander Lightwood was truly a sight to see. He quickly rushed off, down through the village full of busy people. The annual harvest festival was coming up an people's had preparations to attend to, along with having to harvest all the crops. Sometimes he missed this, getting to interact with the commoners and see the hope in their eyes when he was around, but that all changed when Isabelle started her rule. She had an evil way to her, and that's why he felt it necessary to leave. She gave him the creeps, and he didn't like the way her eyes sparkled with delight when she knew someone was in pain because of her.
As he walked through the crowded street, people bumped at him, causing him to stumble. Finally he was knocked to the side so hard he stumbled and fell into the road. He looked up when trumpets sounded he heard the neigh of a horse. Above him was a magnificent brown stallion, on top of which a prince of some sorts. He had caramel skin, and slightly slanted eyes that were a green-gold color. He was dressed in purple and gold robes, a silver crown resting upon his head. His eyes softened at the sight of Alexander laying on the ground. He hopped off his horse, his sword swinging back and forth in its sheath, and knealed before him.
"Are you alright sir?" His voice was silky smooth, enchanting almost, and a shiver ran up Alexander's spine.
He looked the man in the eye, his ocean blue orbs piercing into the green and gold ones. He nodded and stood up, brushing his cloak off and quickly ran off, leaving the tan Prince dumbfounded. As he excited the village he started to run, his bow and arrows clanking against his back, and his hood flying off. His black hair was flying behind him as he sprinted full speed, his heart racing. The man he had run into seemed farmilar, his expression was actually loving and kind. He shook the thought away, and kept running until he reached his home.
Isabelle paced the floor in front of her throne, her long red robes billowing behind her. Her, now bleached white, hair was flowing down her back in curls and her golden crown was rested neatly upon her head. She was awaiting the arrival of the Prince Bane, they were to discuss the possibilities of merging their two kingdoms, for they were both in need of something. His kingdom was in dire need of crops, and she wanted gold, and she was promised lots of it. She also knew the Prince had alterior motives behind meeting with her, he had some infatuation with her younger sibling Alexander. She had no idea why, he was a homely child with pasty skin and, for a lack of better judgement, had no right to even be considered a royal. To be honest she hadn't even thought of her brother in the past two years in which she had been ruling, he recently turned 18, and if he had been in the palace he would've been thrown an extravagant 'Coming of Age' gala. Of course he never like the attention but still, it would've been thrown in his honor. Her thoughts were disrupted when she heard the heavy oak doors of the throne room swing open, she turned her head and looked.
Standing at the door were two guards, dressed in black armour, and behind them their Prince. He walked into the room confidentaly, his robes behind discarded and left with the guard on the right, so he was just dressed in a light purple shirt and black riding pants, along with black combat boots. "M'lady," he said, bowing slightly before her, "it is an honor to be in the presence of such a magnificent queen."
She rolled her eyes, he was always one to be sarcastic, he always had been since they were children. She nodded and said in her authoritative tone of voice, "Yes yes Magnus. It is an honour for anyone. Now please stop making a fool of yourself and give me a hug."
Magnus stepped toward her and pulled her into a warm embrace, she had always been fond of the man, even though his favor had always been toward Alexander. It was almost as if he had some sort of crush on the younger prince, but that was impossible, men did not feel that way towards each other. As they let each other go, she smiled slightly at him. "Come with me to my office Magnus, we have much to discuss."
They spent the rest of the evening going over plans for how they were going to pay each other, and other details that were irrelevant. They soon began chatting about life in each of their kingdoms, how Magnus was to be crowned king as soon as he found a proper wife to be his queen. She noticed the disgust in his voice as he spoke of getting married, as if it was the most repulsive thing on Earth. They then got in the subject of her younger brothers. She told him that Maxwell was doing fine, studying at a Kingdom where her Uncle ruled, but one question stuck out to her.
"H-how is Alexander?" Magnus said softly, yet quite eagerly. "Is he here..? Do you think I could speak to him?"
There it was again, that sparkle in her friends eye when she spoke of her brother, the one she had mostly forgotten about. "Oh no, he's gone." She said casually. "He left the kingdom two years ago, and I haven't seen the bit sense. But it's no worries, he was always a buzzkill anyway." She actually smiled at the end of the sentence.
"Oh." Was all Magnus responded with. A few moments later he stated it was late and he had to be off. After gathering his robe and making it back to his horse he started on the journey back to his own kingdom. He had told his guards to ride ahead so he could have some alone time to think.
He recalled earlier that day, and the bright blue eyes staring into his before the man ran off. He's only seen blue eyes like that on one other person before in his entire life, on Alexander. He got giddy at the thought of running into him, the man of his dreams. He had been in love with the boy since they were children, and now he found the boy again. As he rode home he devised a plan to find Alexander again.
As soon as Magnus left, Isabelle headed to bed. She was exhausted and needed some rest, for the week ahead would be very busy. As she stepped into her room, she approached the mirror that hung by itself on her wall, it's glass was a dark swirling grey, as if made out of smoke. The glass was a solid gold, with silver spirals swirling around it. She stood infront of it, not seeing her own reflection, but still the smoke like swirls.
"Mirror, mirror, on the wall." She said in a confident voice. "Who's the fairest, of them all?"
As usual she expected the face of a grey man to appear and respond with, The fairest in all the lands is you, my queen. No one will ever be more fair than yourself. Yet instead, she got a different answer.
The grey face appeared, not showing any distinct eyes or nose, just a mouth. The loud voice boomed out to her. "The fairest of them all is no longer yourself, my queen. One, in all the land, is now fairer than the rest."
Her blood boiled with anger. Whoever it was, she would have their heart on a stick so she would again be the most fair. "Who is it?" She said, venom dripping with every word, as she clenched her fists so tight her knuckles turned white. The next words shocked her so much she almost fell to the ground.
"Alexander Lightwood is the fairest of them all."
A/N- Whew! That was a lot of writing! I hope you all enjoyed the story! As you can tell Alexander is Snow White! So please favorite, follow and REVIEW! They mean the world to me! So share your thoughts on the story so far! And review review review!
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