This is my first time using the POV thing. I hope I'm getting it right! Disclaimer yadda yadda ~ Enjoy!

Evian's POV

I was imprisoned in a small room at the top of a tower in the Lunar Palace. The tower was guarded by fairies that were loyal to Princess Charming, now Queen Charming, and her most trusted advisor Nicholl only; it was a very clever move, considering that no other kingdom had the means to get through the fairies or their magic, though not that anyone would be looking for him.

Nobody in the world except for Charming and Nicholl knew that the King Mer seen to the public was nothing more than a piece of illusion. Everything they thought they knew about the King of the Water Kingdom was all fake and an act…although he had to admit, even if he was really there as flesh and blood, he wouldn't be Mer. Not really anyway.

It had been an about two years since the day the truth was revealed to Charming and six months since I was sent to this tower. Strangely, Charming gave me track of time and what was happening out there, though very vaguely and she was always technically talking to Mer and not me. Charming never looked at me directly since the night when I attempted to kill her. She always talked to the illusion of Mer within my earshot, with her back towards me.

At first, I tried to reason with her. I tried to get her to talk to me. I wanted her to talk to me and look at me. I could remember those days when I screamed and shouted, and even insulted her to a reaction meant for me…..but it was no use. Charming was always stubborn and it became more and clearer the more I tried.

I soon gave up on reasoning and trying to understand her anger and obsession towards him. I gave into the anger and hate towards her. She chained and locked me up, and took away any powers or abilities I had, including the capacity to kill myself. She took everything from me….why shouldn't I hate her? I hate her with all I have and that's the nicest way to express what I feel about her.

Today is the day Charming is going to come to this tower to see me again. I really didn't have to do anything; just lie on the bed and stay still behind the curtain with my legs are chained up. I had tried to pick the lock, but what do you know? The locks are enchanted and can be only opened by magic.

Anyways, it's really boring up here with no one and nothing. Well, it's not that boring. I spent most of my time imagining butchering Charming into pieces, and let me tell you, it's really really fun. And the bed is comfy enough for a good sleep and nap and dream of killing Charming like I should have. Oh, how I regret hesitating to kill her that night.

Her kind smile kept lingering in front of my eyes that night. I kept hearing her laughter and her soft voice speaking to me that everything would be fine. The way her eyes would lit up when she saw me and the kiss…

But it was all an illusion. He should have known. Life wasn't a fairytale.

The door knocked. Wait, knocked? Charming never knocks; she just barges in with her face covered with a fan. And there was no laughter or giggles; the coy and sickeningly sweet sound.

"Come in," I said rather awkwardly.

The door slowly opened and I saw Nicholl standing there, without Charming. I peered behind Nicholl if Charming was behind him; nope, he was alone.

I scowled at Nicholl, "What is she planning?"

Nicholl gave me an apologetic smile. I really should thank this guy, actually. He was now the only person that Charming was willing to listen and keep her in line. There had been more than several occasions in the early days of their marriage when Charming became insane and lashed out. Many maids and guards were seriously hurt or killed during that time and it was always Nicholl was got Charming to snap out of it. Those continuous incidents were the reason why I was removed from Charming's room to this tower and guarded by fairies and not normal people, and it was Nicholl who had suggested that to Charming.

Really, this was a lot better than being trapped in her room like a doll. I didn't have to deal with Charming every day and the air here was a lot fresher. Charming's room always had a strange smell that made me unwell. I think it's her perfume.

"There's nothing to worry about, King Mer. The Queen…..will not be able to make it see you today." Nicholl said carefully as if he was treading on thin ice.

I was surprised; never have Charming not come to this place for any reason. She had said so herself and despite her current deplorable state, she was a person of her words, and I also knew that she was too obsessed with me.

"That's a first," I said. Then my stomach growled and I groaned. Nicholl smiled another one of his apologetic smiles and waved at the fairies outside.

Two came in fluttering, each with a tray of food. They set them down my bed and gave me a nasty look, "We heard the insults you shouted at out queen last time! How dare you when you are at her mercy - you ungrateful little," the fairies didn't get to finish as Nicholl shot them death glares.

"Keep your mouth shut. The Queen had given us strict orders not to say anything about it and if you are loyal to her, you shall obey to her only command."

The fairies puffed their cheeks but said nothing else and flew out of the room.

"Sorry about that. The fairies are…you know," he shrugged and sighed.

I knew all about it; the fairies adored their new queen, and it seemed like according to the few things about ruling and politics Charming had said while being here was that the Lunar Kingdom was doing quite well. I assumed that the normal people would also love their queen as well, but then again they had always loved her even as a princess. Anyways, it wasn't too surprising that those fairies would defend her - even in front of me.

I picked up my fork and knife and dig into my meal, which was fish cutlet with lemon cream sauce, seaweed bread, and calm chowder; my favorite. It tasted better without Charming with me.

"So, what's is going on that prevented my dear queen from coming to see her king?" I said sarcastically as I dipped my bread into the chowder.

Nicholl seemed nervous that I brought it up but soon let out a sigh and looked at me. Occasionally Nicholl told me more about what was going on while Charming wasn't much paying attention. I'm really indebted to this guy.

"There have been some issues…..at the Water Kingdom, which required both the queen and king to attend to," he said very hesitantly.

I looked at him while chewing the fish cutlet in my mouth. Something was going on here, I could tell. What big a problem required both the Queen of Lunar Kingdom and King of Water Kingdom to attend to - when it was made clear before the marriage alliance that the governing of each kingdom would be as if they were not married? There were actually quite a few.

"Is it about an heir?" I asked directly.

Nicholl chuckled nervously, "That is part of it." He admitted.

'Part of it, eh?' I thought to myself as I rolled my eyes. Of course, why need King Mer there at all if the problem didn't include about producing an heir? After all, King Mer was nothing but a puppet; I knew that even though it seemed like they were ruling separately, it was really Queen Charming who did everything, not only in the sense that he, King Mer, was actually kept as a prisoner and the King Mer they knew of was an illusion.

The people of the Water Kingdom hasn't been fond of me ever since I returned to the castle nine years ago after Mer had disappeared. It was no surprise they would prefer Queen Charming over the two rulers and that she would be doing everything she could to take power away from King Mer and make him more and more like a puppet, albeit subtlely and cleverly under the table. Not that I cared that much but I wouldn't be surprised if she tried to ruin the Water Kingdom as part of her revenge.

Okay, I do care but not because of the nobles and the sake of the whole kingdom whatsoever. I'm worried about people like me - like Evian; those who would have to suffer the most from starvation and with no decent place to stay or clothes to wear if anything goes wrong. It literally pains me to imagine what they would have to go through because of me, and I find myself hating Charming more and more.

"Is she ever going to stop this? This crazed obsession and revenge?" I spat out with so much venom I didn't know that I had in me. I pushed away my tray of food; I lost my appetite and the thought of people suffering made me not want to eat.

Nicholl clears his throat and fiddles with his cuffs and averts his gaze from me. "If you are finished, I'll take the trays away."

He called for the fairies to take the trays away. Before he left the room he turned to me and gave me a bitter smile, "Regarding the problem of producing an heir…..you won't have to worry about Charming forcing herself on you. That I can promise."

I feel my eyes widening as Nicholl closes the door and locks it…..and I can't help myself but wonder, 'Has she found herself another man?'