Hey huns! Sorry for the wait, I went back to school on Tuesday so updates will be a little less frequent but I AM STILL WRITING! thanks for letting me know your opinion, I will be continuing this story. I hope you like it! I know it doesn't differ that much from Reign in this scene but the dialogue is different as it is my story and I don't want to repeat the original book. I hope the dialogue is okay, anyways.

Here you are, enjoy!

xxx TheArtist

"Lady Wilhelmina," Teague bows low. "At your service."

He sighs and closes his eyes, as if savouring the moment.

"Please tell me I'm awake."

"You most likely are. Me, I'm not so sure about."

He grins.

"There's only one way to find out?"

"Oh, are you going to pinch me?" I tease.

"I was thinking more along the lines of a kiss."

He has me now. My blush gives it away. But his expression turns sorrowful and he frowns.

"But that wouldn't be proper of me, given the current circumstances. In three days, I'll be married."

Studying his face, I don't think a congratulation is quite the thing he's looking for.

"I'd say how wonderful it is, only you don't seem that happy."

"Would you like to hear a story?"

He knows. I'm sure of it.

I inadvertently let out a little gasp and Teague thinks that's he's freaking me out, so he moves away. I compose myself.

"Please, continue." I say, avoiding the question because I don't want to lie. After all this, I doubt I ever want to hear a story again. Especially not from the Story. But I have to listen. I have to find out what his problem is. And maybe fix it.

He begins at the beginning.

"Once upon a time, there was a prince who loved his parents with all his heart. He was, however, more powerful than them. He was the most powerful there had ever been in all the land, but he was scared of losing control, and didn't know what to do. His parents, in hope that he would get himself sorted out, gave him a choice; be stripped of his title or choose a wife."

The word wife is filled with bitterness. I pat his arm and he continues with the story, taking my hand between his and stroking it.

"But the prince wasn't ready to choose. He was too young, too naïve, and too immature to be attached to someone for life. And even so the most beautiful, powerful and intelligent girls in all the land came to compete for his hand, as per the ruling couples' orders. They were all strangers and he was supposed to pick one 'to love and to cherish' forever. But he couldn't do it."

He stops there. I'm interested now.

"What happened to the prince?"

He ignores my question and just mumbles, "I don't know what to do anymore…"

"What's wrong?"

"I don't want to marry." There is a sad expression on his face and I realise that the story was actually about him.

"Why did you never marry before this?"

"Because I never met the girl of my dreams…until now."

I blush. Why is he saying this? I just met him. This is crazy.

"Tell me, though I already know it to be true, for I can see it in your eyes. You've dreamt about me also, haven't you?"

How can I say that he's in my nightmares? I shudder but he mistakes it and suddenly appears to notice our surroundings.

"I'm sorry. It's late. Where are your escorts, my lady?"

"I…I don't know."

That isn't a lie. I didn't know I had escorts, after all.

He smiles, and says, "That won't pose a problem. I will locate them for you. And if not, I'll send a coach and tell my parents there's one more addition to the list."

He leans casually on a branch from the tree.

"Have you ever seen a Royal shift? Because only the Fae with Royal blood can do it. Name anything that flies, and I will find your entourage."

The effect is ruined when the branch breaks off and he stumbles with it.

Trying to appease his bruised ego, I think for a moment.

"Em…how about a bald eagle?"

"What is that?"

"A bird."

"That's absurd. How can a bird be bald?"

"Never mind. How about you pick?"

"Alright. Just stay here and I'll be back shortly."

He runs off and jumps into the air, shifting into a phoenix.

I suddenly catch sight of my shoes, sparkling and flashing. I run towards them and jam my feet into the cool glass as fast as I can. Just in time, because then I shoot down a bright, luminescent tunnel.

Icy cold, I open my eyes and find Brody standing over me, where I left him. I doubt he was waiting there for half an hour. Shocked, I sit up and bang his nose.

"Ouch!"

"Ooh, sorry."

My brain can only think of one thing; who got me into that mess in the past. The Godmothers.

"I need to ring the GMs. Now."

Holding back tears while Brody finds a phone, I contemplate what just happened. I doomed my entire family. I didn't fix anything.

When I get to Mei on the phone, everything pours out in a fast-flowing torrent.

"Mei-I-didn't-go-to-the-right-place-everything-went-wrong-and-"

"Wow, Mina, slow down."

"The shoes must be broken. They didn't work. They took me to the Fae plane."

"The shoes aren't broken. They took you where you needed to be at that moment in time. There is a tiny hourglass in the heel of one. When it's empty, your time will be spent. Is it empty?"

I glance at it. "No, there are still diamonds in it."

"Then just trust the shoes. Trust Schumacher."

"There's something else too…"

"Tell me, maybe I can help."

I glance around to see where Brody is and lower my voice.

"I met Teague and he said he recognised me. But he didn't know who I was."

"Keep it that way. Lie, Mina."

"You know I can't do that. My Fae side is becoming stronger as I get older and it's becoming harder and harder to lie."

"You didn't tell him your name, did you?"

"I did. And I would do it a thousand times again. There's nothing wrong with it."

She sighs.

"Fine. But only disclose as much information as you have to. Manipulate the truth as much as possible."

"Pff. Like I wouldn't do that anyway."

"You know what you have to do if you get the chance."

"I do. But I can't."

"You have to."

"But…he hasn't done anything wrong, in that time period. He's just…himself."

"He won't be that way for long, and if you don't do something about it then, it will effect you right up until now."

"That isn't what I'm back there for, though."

"Well…just don't get distracted from your true goal, then."

"Fine."

"And…"

"Yeah?"

"If you succeed, there will be no need for Godmothers in the future. It was a pleasure to be your Godmother."

I can hear the tears in her voice that she's trying to keep back, and my own eyes brim over.

"Oh Mei," I say. "Thank you for always being there for me. You were like a second mom to me."

I can hear her outright crying now but suddenly the phone switches hands.

"Mina," a new voice says. Constance. "Don't forget; if you get the chance…"

She gives me a moment to fill in the blank but I'm not meeting her request. Sighing, she finishes, "…kill Teague."

I don't say anything because I'm not going to do that. I hope.

"Whatever you say." A good neutral answer.

"An Mina? You make us all proud to call ourselves Godmothers."

"Thank-"

I am cut off as I spin down a bright luminescent tunnel.

Opening my eyes, I blink until they adjust to the light. And then I scream.

Giants.