The Blinded

Prologue

Author's note: This story is AU and diverges mainly after Season 3. Some major spoilers await if you have not watched the episodes recently released as of November 2017.

*Inner monologue*

Eighteen years.

It's a lot of time when you think about it…

But enough to change everything about a society and culture?

Yeah….maybe think again.

Don't get me wrong, things are better. A lot better! Monsters have better stance in the kingdom and are allowed in Mewni, but my people are proving to be as hard as rocks in some areas! They simply can't move past their prejudices.

It's. A. Drag.

Seriously, a drag. People need to get over themselves. And by "people" I mean every other stupid Mewman who thinks monsters are evil just because they are expecting equal treatment.

In some ways though, I wish I was better at handling it…this Queen business I mean. I was never one for politics. I don't have the patience for it. Marco is better at it, but apparently having a birth title means everyone looks to you for answers.

I don't have all the answers.

I was never meant to provide order and stability. In Marco's own words I'm "a chaos reincarnate." I live, breath, and evoke energy. I was never meant to sit on a throne all day. Even after ruling for more than a decade and giving birth to a child I still cannot sit still longer than an hour. Marco can and more, which means I'm lucky to have someone like him ruling by my side.

I don't know how he does it.

Even after all these years, he surpasses me in almost every area of ruling except magical ability. Even with our daughter he does better. They talk daily; she wanted to be homeschooled because of him. When I was her age my mom and I rarely spoke unless it was regarding something I messed up or did wrong!

Maybe that's the problem. I've never had to discipline her the way my parents did with me, but I don't understand how that could be a bad thing?! Ironically, she's the perfect kid. She's smart, kind of quiet, and projects a sense of duty that a queen should have. She is a better student than I ever was. Marco has suggested we try magic lessons again, but I'm wary. I want a relationship with her. I really do, but every time I try to teach her something regarding magic I can't help but feel…frustrated.

She does not seem to have the affinity for magic that a Butterfly royal is expected to possess.

A queen needs to be in tune with the wand, to defend and lead in times of conflict. I worry that she won't be ready. When she was born without cheek marks I thought it was a fluke, a phase, and she would awaken them in due time. Years have gone by though, with extra lessons, early introductions with the wand, and still….nothing.

People talk and make judgements. They say my husband is to blame for my daughter's "corrupted" state because he is part monster. I do not believe them. I do not want to believe them, but I am desperate to find proof that they are wrong. I am worried I won't find it, and that time will run out before I truly can discover why events are unfolding the way they are.

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My daughter turns 16 tomorrow, and in five years she is expected to take the throne.

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I am afraid time is running out.