Author's Note: WOW, I KEEP FORGETTING TO MENTION THINGS. I swear I'm really sorry, this time it's just a disclaimer; I do not own anything other than the plot line and story. Shh, Ladybug and Chat Noir will appear VERY soon, the Akumas do have a purpose in the story, I feel like Alya doesn't get enough credit then a matchmaker, so she's going to have a big point in this story also. Also, it's chapter two (excluding the prologue) so I think it's time to I'm going to answer a few questions;
Marinette's dad is THAT cruel?! - Yes, although he doesn't think he is. He cares about his daughter, but feels like Sabine betrayed him, so that's why he locked her up.
I feel like the roles are switched here - Haha, unknowingly I kind of reversed the roles. I really didn't do this on purpose, but kudos for those who realized!
But did you really have to go all Disney on us and kill the mom - Yes, yes I did indeed.
Now that I've got that out of the way, feel free to favorite and review.
Okay lastly, I'm gonna pull a Markiplier on this and say that I accidentally posted this early ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) shh shh, don't tell anyone. Now I'm done talking,
Enjoy~
King Dupain POV-
The throne room was silent, only filled with the coughs or shuffles of armor clanking as the guards shifted about at their posts. I heaved a loud sigh as I was left to my thoughts. This war has gone on for way too long. It's claimed many lives, even that of woman I used to call the queen… The one who left us alone to deal with the hardships of the war by ourselves. I thought as my neutral expression formed into a frown.
My thoughts were interrupted as the large doors leading out into the hall flew open. The newest recruit in the knights, Adrien- what was his last name again? Was in the doorway, huffing. "I'm sorry that my report is late, my King!" He managed to say, making me raise an eyebrow. "Why, might I ask, is your report late?" My heart dropped as he said his next words, "I found the princess in the garden, and as my code says I had to escort her back to her tower. Since we're in a war, after all."
I felt anger bubble up, before I barely managed to contain my rage as I spoke, "Thank you for reporting to me. You are dismissed."
Normal POV
The King requested the presence of his daughter. It only took a few moments before she was there. Her quiet voice echoed throughout the room, "Yes Father?" "What were you doing out in the garden? Is that terrible lady-in-waiting of yours not doing a good enough job of keeping you in your tower?" His voice was strained with anger and Marinette's forced smile turned into a look of shock and worry. "I-i'm so-" She began but was cut off by the king yelling.
"WHAT WERE YOU DOING OUT THERE, YOU COULD BE KILLED?! THE GUARDS OUTSIDE YOUR TOWER WILL BE TRIPLED FROM NOW ON! IF AN ATTACK HAPPENED, YOU WOULD BE WEAK AND DEFENSELESS JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER, THIS KINGDOM CAN'T HANDLE ANOTHER DEATH OF THE ROYAL FAMILY!" He yelled, standing up from his throne. Marinette broke out crying and Adrien, who was still there, was shocked. The princess ran out and silence filled the throne room once again. The other guards looked unfazed, like this happened all the time.
Marinette POV
All that was in my head as I ran was my father's words and the fact that I needed to get Alya. She was the only person I knew that would understand.
I practically threw open the door to my room and collapsed on the bed. A gentle hand appeared to rub my back and say soothing reassurances. "It's okay Mari.. It's okay…" Alya's voice rang out, as she gave her friend a quick hug and let her cry. "I shouldn't have trusted that knight to not tell! I shouldn't of trusted him! Why did I trust him?" I sobbed out, my heart aching.
"He didn't know that you were supposed to be kept up here probably…" Alya offered, and then I forced myself to sit up. I tried to force my tears to stop, but it only made me cry harder. It felt like hours until I stopped crying, with Alya by my side.
"I need to prove to my father that I'm not weak…" I said, making a silent vow to prove myself. Just then Alya's eyes lit up, like she had an idea.
"I have a solution, it's really risky… But I think it'll work"