The black-haired prisoner struggled to open her eyelids, they felt far too heavy and the brutal headache that made her wince at even the slightest of movements wasn't helping. With another grunt of pain, lift a hand up to her temple and massage it in hopes of soothing some of the pain, only to realize with mind-numbing horror that she couldn't. As she finally managed to open her eyes and take in her surroundings, she realized that she was chained to a wall, the tight manacles around her wrists discouraging anymore struggling.

"Where am I?" She snarled to herself. Little did she know she'd be the only person around to ever her the words. Blake Belladona fought off the sense of weaklessness that she hadn't felt since the earliest times of her life.

Click-clack. Click-clack. Click-clack. The rhythmic sound of Weiss Schnee walking back and forth in fuming anger was unmistakable.

"Who does he think he is!? How dare he give himself the right to control the life of his own daughter!? I cannot, Will not stand for this! I am not his little girl and I refuse to turn a blind eye anymore!" With her arms crossed, eyes narrowed, Weiss mumbled to herself, the irritation practically seething off of her as she stomped her heeled shoes with every shout. The Schnee Heiress continued to argue to herself for minutes on end until a loud knock on her door brought her out of her rage-filled rant.

"Not now!" She yelled, venom lacing her words.

Ignoring the loud words, a woman that looked to be in about her mid-twenties pushed the heavy door open. Her iconic white hair that she shared with all of her royal family giving away her status as a Schnee, as in one of the Schnee of the royal family who had been around for decades.

If one were to take a close look at the past few family members of the Schnee family, no one would be able to refute the similarities amongst the siblings. The extreme similarities. At one point in time, in order to keep the blood of the Royal Family pure, the Schnee's had resorted to incest. Even though they tried to control the dangers by only allowing second cousins to bear the future generations, there were still complications, and the Royal Family had finally been forced to give up their ways lest the family die out completely.

This was all of course nearly erased from history, and not due to a lack of trying from the Schnee. The "abominations" that were born of those old times all suffered "accidents," courtesy of rest of the Schnee generation who had been conceived outside of the family. This wasn't the first time the Schnee had bloodily solved a problem. The family history of killing off illegitimate children, forbidden lovers, and the works were only a few of the things the Weiss and Winter had to grow up with, the disgust for their own family only growing as they did.

Winter closed the door behind her as gently as she could manage before walking up to her sister, hoping to chat. Having been locked away into their very home, Weiss and Winter became so close because of proximity. With only servants and their father, The King, for company, the two spent days on end as each other's only solace. Once their Mother had passed away, the King had slowly spiraled away into his own world, setting the somber mood that seemed to affect all of the loyal servants as well, making the two already anti-social sisters the most chattiest residents of the castle.

"What did he say?" The older sister said, finally breaking the silence. She reached out, grabbing Weiss' slender fingers with her own. The hurt face Winter made when Weiss flinched away from the contact was devastating.

"Go away!"

Once again, Winter ignored her younger sister's words and yanked her into an embrace. Weiss didn't hesitate to start bawling, and Winter didn't even care that her clothes were being stained by countless tears.

"I'm right here Weiss. I'll always be here for you." The older Schnee said, trying to put as much warmth as she could into her words as she reassuringly rubbed circles into young princess' back.

Weiss didn't even realize that all her anger and disgust had quickly turned into fear. Even as she sobbed relentlessly into her older sister's clothes, Weiss wanted to tell her what their Father had decreed. Eventually, she managed to replace the choking sobs and gasps with words.

"He- he said th- that we won't marry a- anyone b- but him! An- and if o-one of us d-doesn't agree, h- he'll m- make us b-bear his ch-children!" The youngest of the two barely managed to squeak out. It was only then that she realized she had been shaking nonstop, and at one point Winter had picked her up and sat her down on her lap, sitting on her own bed.

Soft hands touched her teary cheeks, and a snotty, teary faced Weiss looked up to stare right into her older sister's piercing blue eyes. She saw fierce determination that could've spoken volumes. But Weiss knew better. Those eyes only said four words.

"I have a plan"

Hey y'all, I know you all missed me! *inserts cricket chirping* I've been a bit out of focus from writing ;-; My biggest mistake on leaving you hanging ; -; I'm sorry. But I'll make it up for y'all, we all need something to read from our OTPs as like Bedtime stories, daytime, in public(Ya Nasty) and Bedtime stories!*read them as bedtime stories* Welp, now that I've made friends on Kik as AnonymousPrick3(he a Bish to me ;-;), thank him and my chatter boxes for motivating me, Later.

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