Things changed after that day.

Lots and lots of things.

For one thing, I've grown much closer with Cal. Turns out, he's isn't that big of a pain... Most of the time anyway.

"Cal, which dress looks best on me?" I ask, holding up two dresses. Both of them have our house colours, but very different styles. Cal yawns and leans back in his chair.

"They both look fine, Liz. Why are you so worried?" Cal asked as I roll my eyes.

"Cal, today, you're going to be finding your new betrothed. I gotta look good." I say as Cal laughs, something that quickly turns into a frown.

"Like I'll actually be picking..." He mumbled as I roll my eyes and plop on my bed.

"I guess I'll just take this dress." I say and toss the other one in my large closet. The world silences as I toss and turn, Cal making himself comfortable in his seat.

"Do you think Evangeline is nice?" Cal asked me. I look at him and sigh. Twenty years old, he's been dreading this day for so long. In truth, everytime I saw Evangeline, she was a complete sweetheart. On the outside anyways. Whenever me, Cal, or Maven wasn't around, she would turn into this sort of devil. I tapped into her mind a few times, and I definitely don't want to do that ever again. The thoughts in there are too corrupted.

"She's kind of whiny," I admit. "And spoiled." I stare at Cal's face for his reaction, but he only wrinkles his nose.

"It'll be great spending the rest of my life with her." Cal mumbled as I bite my lip.

"Hey, at least you have the title of king," I say playfully. "Me? I'll just be that random princess nobody remembers." I sigh as he smiles.

"At least you get a choice, Liz." He replied. "Father and Elara love you. Like, more than Maven and me combined." I roll my eyes at his statement.

"Not true, Cal." I reply as he only laughs.

"You have to admit it, Liz, you were always their favourite. You're their only daughter, their perfect, Silver daughter." There's a bitterness to his tone, envy. I chew my bottom lip and shrug.

What he said was true. For some reason, Mother and Father just liked me. You could tell by the little things they did, from straighten the crease in my dresses, to the love they give me when I train. They day I threw my first fireball at a target, when I was four, they took me out to eat ice cream. They didn't do that to Maven or Cal, since I guess that was expected of them or something.

"I have to go prep for the ceremony." Cal says and gets up abruptly. "Bye, Liz." But before he leaves, I slip into his mind.

I wish I wasn't first born... I blink at his words and move a strand of loose, golden locks behind my ear. He envies me because of how I was born.

Nobody knows the truth about me. Nobody knows what I can really do.

And I never want them too.

*E*

A blast of light screams past a Red girl's fingertips. It's so blinding, that most people flinch, including my family. The red servent stares at the crowd in awe for a second, two, and then she bolts. I don't dare get out of my seat, Cal is already up and running. He catches the Red with ease as I watch as she falls into oblivion, or deep sleep.

Well, that an eventful turn of events.

I blink and the next thing I know, chaos has formed in the Queentestials. Perhaps I should've bolted, run after the Red, but Princesses aren't meant to run. To fight. It's lucky I convinced my father to learn how to weld to fire. I had to teach myself how to control my mental powers.

The world silent as guards escorts everyone out, but I can faintly hear the sounds of their outbursts. I feel a hand, a warm, warm hand over my shoulder. I turn to see my father, and he grins.

Cal was right, I am his favourite. Though in truth, I never knew why.

"Come, Eliza." Father says and wraps an arm around me protectively. Sometimes, I wonder why he loves me so much, instead of Cal or Maven. Maven gives a look, his eyes giving me a message. Embrace it. That's what he's trying to say.

I know better than to argue. I act like the perfect princess and walk off the stage with easy grace, my father's arm still over my shoulder, full of love and warmth. Mother comes and places a soft hand over my back.

"She's my daughter too, Tibe." Mother says as Father chuckles and moves to go talk to Maven. But I see a faint look on his pale face. Jealously. He's always second, it doesn't take a whisperer to know what's what he's thinking.

Cal comes over, and stares at us. We all look like a loving family, for once. For a moment, we aren't royalty, we're just normal people. With, like, really fancy clothes.

"The girl is contained." He said as Mother nods.

"I'll deal with her." She said. We all know what she means by that.

"Don't hurt her." I whisper. Everyone stares at me. The Princess, the girl who never goes out of line, says something. What a miracle.

I bet you, if I was Cal... Even Maven, she wouldn't have taken it into consideration.

"Of course." Mother replies and gives me a kiss on my cheek.

I don't have to look on my brother's faces to know what their thinking.

Always the favourite.

*E*

Mareena Titanos, is what my parents decided to call her. A lie, of course. But from now on, her whole life will depend on this lie. She stares at each of us, her sight lingers on my mother for the longest. She's stubborn, very, very stubborn. She refuses to bow to royalty, that takes guts.

I crawl into her thoughts, as if my mother didn't uncover something. I hear a snipit of her thoughts.

It sounds less like a pardon and more like a death sentence.

I blink at her words. I chew my bottom lip and watch as she gets escorted out.

A Red with the power of a Silver. She was to be betrothed with Maven, my real brother. I feel quite bad for him, really. We all know just how much he wanted to pick his own betrothed. Just another thing Mother and Father striped away from him. I chew my lip at the thought as I rise from my seat and walk down the steps of our seats with easy grace. It's like its just invested into my veins.

Maven and Cal come after me as I smile at them. Sure, its kind of a pain growing up with two older brothers, but they totally make up for it. Please don't tell anyone, especially Maven, but Cal's personally my favourite. Yeah, he's my half brother, and Maven's my whole, but... But I love Cal. He's there for me when Maven isn't.

"You want to train?" I ask them as Cal smirks.

"What? No fancy princess language?" Cal asks as I slap him across the arm.

"Please, Cal. I can be a real teenager if I want to be." I reply as Maven laughs.

"Sure, let's do some sparring." Maven replies as we all walk towards the training room.

So what if we have tons of problems, like the mysterious Red, and Evangeline, and Mother, and the war. Right now, we can wipe away those troubles.

For now, anyways.

*E*

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Okay, so you guys asked a few questions, here's the answers:

Yeah, Maven does exist (As you can clearly see), Eliza is Cal's half and Maven's whole sister. Sorry for the confusion in the last chapter. I do hope on continuing this series!

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