(( I know what you're all thinking, I know. I'm a horrible person for just upping and vanishing for a few weeks I sincerely apologize. But now it's only going to get harder for me to update this story with school AND work now, so I can't PROMISE that next Saturday there will be another chapter, but I will try to get the next one up asap J Forgive meeee T_T. Haha. Talk about a jam packed schedule xD But I'll try! Anyways, so today I wouldn't have been able to upload aain because I had to work, buuuuttttt low and behold, I got the flu -_- Hard fucking core… It SUCKS. I seriously feel like I've been hit by a god damn bus *groans and pulls blanket over my head and hugs a heating pack to my sore body* Anyways, because I've been home all day, I have gotten the time together and bit by bit tried to produce another chapter for you all J I hope it makes sense xD I've got a headache and I'm a bit dizzy ontop of being sick with the flu, soooo ya, take it easy on me LOL))
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Michiru stood over her suitcase, folding up a dress as she finished packing for the trip she would be taking with her dearest Haruka. She packed up the last few things, just a few comfortable dresses and shirts, as well as some pants Haruka had given her; she'd never worn pants before. She closed the top on her suitcase and then zipped it closed, smiling to herself as she put her hands on her hips. She looked around her room, feeling nervous about not sleeping in it anymore, but also excited to be leaving the palace walls for a week or so with Haruka so they could have some alone time and relax after the stress of the wedding.
She glanced over at Hotaru who stood close by and smiled.
"You may take the suitcase now and bring it out to the front. I'll be there in a moment to come to the carriage."
Hotaru nodded. "Yes ma'am," she said, walking over and picking up the suitcase, carrying it to the door then out into the hall on the way to where it needed to be set.
Michiru sighed and hugged herself gently, looking around her room and then moved to the door.
Standing outside, she pulled out her key and locked it safely from the outside, then pocketed the key and proceeded down the hallway towards the front entrance foyer.
On the way there, she knew would be her mother's room, and she wished to say goodbye to her before she left for the week. She knocked on her mother's bedroom door, waiting for a few moments. She frowned slightly when she relieved no answer, even after knowing a second time.
She sighed, turning away and headed to another area of the palace, in search of Aisling.
Turning a corner, Michiru sighed, just about to give up when she heard a familiar voice behind her.
"Searching for someone in particular?" Nephrite smirked, his arms folded across his chest as he watched her from a few feet away.
Michiru turned to look at him and frowned deeply, making sure not to move any closer to him. "Where is my mother?" she asked immediately.
Nephrite's smirk widened. "Nowhere for you to concern yourself with," he shrugged indifferently. He pushed himself up straight off the wall and approached Michiru, chuckling darkly when she moved to step away from him hesitantly. He came to stand near her and slowly circled the young queen. He reached out, running his fingers through a small lock of her wavy aqua hair. "Such a pity…" he murmured. "If only you were a proper wife, I wouldn't need to do what I'm about to do…" he said calmly.
Michiru tensed, slapping his hand away and glared at him. "What on earth are you talking about?!" she snapped.
He chuckled. "You aren't going with Haruka for the week…"
"Who told you whe-"
"Shhh…" he smirked and grabbed her wrist painfully, tugging her close roughly. "You don't want to play the role of a proper wife? Fine… You'll either learn the way your mother did, or I'll get rid of you.." he sneered.
"What..?" she whispered in confusion.
He chuckled and gestured widely with his free arm as Aisling approached.
Michiru looked at her in confusion. "Mother" she whispered, trying to get free of Nephrite's hold.
Aisling looked at Michiru silently and shook her head with a sigh. "You truly don't understand yet do you…?"
Hotaru. Who had come back to find the queen who'd not followed her, watched from outside the room silently, keeping to the shadows as every good maid did.
"Naru…" Nephrite smirked, looking at Aisling.
Michiru looked at him in confusion, then Aisling. "Who is Naru?"
Aisling rolled her eyes. "I am Naru. A born peasant woman, who stole the heart of your beloved father. I worked my way into this kingdom so I could become queen. The moment I met Nephrite, I loved him. I knew I wanted him to be my king," she said powerfully. "I made sure everything was in order so your father would die and I could gain Nephrite as my lover here. However, if I were to marry him myself, everyone would become suspicious, so I made sure to arrange your marriage with him. That way I had him here, and at last… we could obtain the standing in this kingdom that we want…" she said and smirked.
Michiru paled as she stared at her mother. "How.. How could you do this to me…?" she breathed sorrowfully.
Naru shrugged. "I always get what I want… regardless of what expense…" she said.
Michiru's face crumpled and she shook her head, her eyes begging her mother to tell her she was lying.
Naru sighed. "You and Haruka think you can simply live in happiness? Think again, child… Haruka will be dead in only a few minutes… Nephrite's men will be storming the soldier's residence and the training grounds. Haruka will be among the first to die…" she smirked.
Hotaru sucked in a breath and glanced at Michiru wide eyed, then turned and ran down the hall before she was noticed, knowing what she had to do.
Michiru let out a sorrowful cry of panic. "No! No mother no! You cannot do this!" she screamed.
Nephrite smirked, pulling her against himself to keep her there, making sure both her hands were firmly clasped in his as he pulled her along. "Shut up," he hissed in her ear. "Or we'll slit your throat sooner rather than later," he threatened.
Michiru let out an anguished sob as she was taken away by Nephrite and her mother followed. "Where are we going…?" she sobbed.
Nephrite smirked. "Why, to get a front row seat to your lovers execution…" he smirked.
At that, Naru laughed softly and Michiru let out a pained and anguished sob of defeat, praying in her mind to any god that could hear her thoughts, to watch over and protect her dearest Haruka with everything they had.
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(( Ahhhhh drama! I know it's a bit short, but seeing as I have the flu, I can only focus a bit at a time… Ontop of that, I'm having serious chest pains now so I'm gonna go lay down nd try to sleep it off Night lovelies! ))
