Like I promised, this chapter is loooooonger.

= 18. Forgiving =

"What did you just say?" DeAnna panicked and asked.

"Frank is dead," Magenta replied.

"Where is he?" DeAnna asked again.

"His body is in the ballroom," said Riff Raff.

DeAnna pushed Magenta and Riff Raff aside and quickly walked into the castle. Anteros was placed close to the main door, but she didn't care. All she cared about at this moment was Frank. The castle was like a mini-version of her summer palace, so she could quickly locate the ballroom.

There were three bodies lying on the stage floor. They were covered with mats. DeAnna lifted up the first one. It was a blond man. His face looked familiar to her, but she couldn't tell where she had seen him before.

She lifted up the second mat. A girl with unnaturally dyed red hair was lying underneath. It's not my little Frankie. Can this be a joke? My Frankie is not dead.

She lifted up the last mat and she almost fainted. She checked for his breath. No, he is not breathing. Is this a dream? If it is, why does it hurt so much?

Riff Raff, Magenta and two guards walked into the ballroom. DeAnna slowly turned around and ordered her guards, "Arrest them immediately."

The two guards each grabbed the arms of Magenta and Riff Raff, ready to throw them in jail.

"Magenta didn't kill Frank. I did. It was all my plan. Magenta is innocent. Arrest me, not her," Riff Raff said.

"If you say so," DeAnna waved her hand once and the guard who was in hold of Magenta released his hands.

Magenta ran toward DeAnna. Before the guard could point the gun at Magenta for attempting to attack the Queen, she kneed in front of DeAnna. "We are so sorry for what we did. Please, listen to our reasons," Magenta begged.

"Too late," DeAnna avoided eye contacts with Magenta. She was so depressed that even her daughter couldn't change her mind. "Take the murderer away," She ordered the guards.

It was even later that night. Magenta was in her room inside the palace unpacking her bags when DeAnna came over and checked out of Magenta. She sat down on the floor, right next to Magenta. Magenta didn't look up or talk and DeAnna was just watching quietly.

DeAnna held Magenta's hand. Magenta stopped unpacking, but she still looked down. Magenta's hands used to be soft and smooth like silk. They were the princess's hands. Now it was rough and dry like sandpaper. Frank must have made her do so much house work, poor girl.

She noticed the scares on her Magenta's body. She used her finger to trace over one of the scares. "Did Riff Raff do this to you?" DeAnna asked. She trusted the wrong man. He killed her son and scared her daughter.

Magenta looked up and shook her head.

"It was Fr..." Magenta couldn't continue. It was like telling a mother that her son was corrupted and she did a bad job raising him.

"Frank, my baby, he did this to you?" DeAnna said the sentence out slowly word by word, but she couldn't believe she could say such a thing. She couldn't believe her innocent Frank would do such a thing as hurting his sister.

Magenta nodded her head, "Frank had changed, after Uncle Anteros died. He turned into someone cruel. He couldn't feel love anymore although he was loved by many people. He was looking for love in all the wrong places, but inside his heart, it was empty. Frank lost his mind, so Riff Raff killed him. It was nobody's fault. Riff Raff didn't do anything wrong. Please don't kill my brother."

DeAnna stood up and left the room. She didn't care about Magenta's begging eyes, which looked almost identical to hers.

Riff Raff had been locked up for hours when he had a visitor. The visitor was wearing a black cape with hood and Riff Raff couldn't tell it was Magenta until she took off her hood. Riff Raff quickly stood up and walked to the bars. Magenta paid the guards and they left the lovers alone. Magenta stood outside of the cell and Riff Raff stood on the other side.

"I bribed the guards to let me in," Magenta said.

He reached his arms out and wrapped around her waist. She didn't push him away, so he forced his lips against hers. They hadn't kissed since the night they fought.

"How did the people reach to Frank's death?" Riff Raff asked.

Magenta said, "The news about Frank's death had not yet been released yet."

"If Aunt DeAnna is really planning to kill me, I want you to forget all about me, find a good man, marry him, have a couple kids and live a good life," said Riff Raff.

"No, I will not," Magenta declined.

"Yes, you will," Riff Raff hugged her tighter although there were bars between them. "You have to. You have to live a good life for me, for yourself."

Suddenly, a guard came in. He whispered something into Magenta's ears and he walked out again.

"Aunt DeAnna is coming. I have to go," Magenta put her hood back on and quickly ran out. Riff Raff sat back down at the original spot.

The guard let the Queen into Riff Raff's cell. She said, "I have seen the scars on Magenta's body. I know Frank had harmed you and I am truly sorry. But I know you, Riff Raff. I watched you growing up. I know you are a good boy and you do things for a reason. Frank might have tortured you, but I know you can control your temper. What happened? You can tell me. I just want to know the truth. I want to know why you killed my son."

"Magenta knows your pain. She had lost a child, like you," Riff Raff started telling his version of the story.

Riff Raff started to tear up, "It was two years ago..."

Magenta and Riff Raff were sleeping and cuddling when the sun shined into his room. His arms were wrapped around her waist. He kissed her and whispered into her ears, "Good morning. It's another day on Earth." He smiled. At least he still had her.

"I think I am pregnant," Magenta said.

"Are you sure? How far along are you?" Riff Raff said, "I can do a check up for you in the lab when I am taking a break from experimenting on Eddie's brain."

"It's been three months but I am not really sure. I didn't do any test. I didn't dare to tell anybody." Magenta said, "If we are really having a child, what are we going to name our baby?"

"Lyndsee if it's a girl. I have always loved that name."

"What about a boy?"

Frank interrupted them by calling them from the lab. They held hands and started walking into the lab.

Before the sibling said anything, Frank ordered, "Magenta, go clean up the roof."

"I am sorry. I don't think this is possible. Magenta might be with child," Riff Raff started.

"I don't care if she is pregnant or not. It's not my baby, you incestuous freaks. The roof is dirty and it is affecting my radio reception." He clapped his hands and pointed his index finger up, "Go!"

"I can do it. Let Magenta take a break," Riff Raff refused to let Magenta go on the roof.

"You have to help me in the lab," The prince commanded.

"You can't boss me around. You are not superior to me!" Riff Raff stood up to Frank.

Frank grabbed the whip and hit Riff Raff, "Magenta, if you don't go, you know what will happen to your brother-lover."

"I will go. Just don't hit Riff Raff anymore," Magenta hugged Riff Raff and helped him to clean his fresh wound.

"Be careful," Riff Raff whispered.

When she was cleaning, Magenta fell ill and she fell off the roof.

When she regained her consciousness, she was lying on her bed. Riff Raff and Columbia were on her sides. Riff Raff said, "You broke three rib bones and..."

"How about my baby?" Magenta asked. She fell a pain on her abdomen as she spoke.

"It was a girl," Riff Raff held Magenta's hand and told her carefully, "Our baby Lyndsee is dead." They hugged tighter. At least they still have each other.

Frank peeked into her room. It was obvious that Riff Raff had given Frank a black eye.

Riff Raff had a nervous breakdown and he started crying. He hadn't cried since he was a little boy. He had to be tough for his mother, for his sister and for himself. DeAnna started to feel something in her heart.

"That was not the worst part of the story," Riff Raff laughed coldly, "Magenta was actually carrying twins. She didn't know she was carrying two babies. I only told her the baby girl was dead and we buried her in the backyard. Frank took the boy's body and did accelerated growth experiment on him. He used my baby to create Rocky. He called it 'his creation'. He even contacted people from Transylvania and held his own Annual Transylvanian Convention to show off."

"The blond man was my g-" She faked a cough to cover the word grandson, "Your son?"

"Frank didn't kill my baby. I did. If I had stopped Frank from making Magenta climb up to the roof, maybe my twins wouldn't die. I killed my own son when I kill Frank," Riff Raff cried.

After listening to Riff Raff and Magenta's past, DeAnna cried as sad as Riff Raff.

"I am not looking for your forgiveness. I just want to tell you how I feel," said Riff Raff.

DeAnna didn't say anything. She stood up and offered Riff Raff a hand, "I forgive you. What Frank did was very wrong. You did the right thing. A man, cruel like him, is not qualified to be my people's king. I am so very sorry about what my son had done. Come, let's go find Magenta."

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