A/N my shout outs are too Enna Burning, I actually have something very similar planned to this. Don't worry, I love your suggestion. lovinglovexx, I know.

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Chapter 28.

Their tragic tale.

I stared at her. "Wife…?" She nodded, and her eyes were glistening. "Yes," she wrung her hands together. "You don't believe me, do you? I-I'm sorry it's just…He has someone else," she looked at me, "doesn't he?" I nodded, "Can I see your arm?" She asked, and I knew what she meant. I handed it to her, and she rolled my sleeve up, "It's fading," she murmured. I looked down and it looked very translucent, practically non-existent. "How…" Ora smiled, "It's because you haven't marked him yet. Thank goodness," I bowed my head. She placed my arm down, and rolled her own sleeve up. All the way to her shoulder was an intricate black design, waving thin then thick swirling all over her arm even her hand. She wiped tears away from her face, she looked so miserable. Her golden hair piled on top of her head, she wore dark gold hunting clothes and had multiple weapons on her person.

She sighed and stroked her arm in deep thought. "I miss him, so much." She whispered. "You do realize he is…Evil," she looked at me. I nodded, and she rolled her sleeve down. "He's still redeemable," She whispered. "You sound like Andromeda," at this Ora chuckled. I went to sit down, and gestured for her to sit across from me, "What court are you from? The Court Of Light." I scrunched my eyebrows together causing Ora to sigh. "My…my husband made sure we were not able to survive so we could not interfere with him or his affairs."

She looked at her hands, "Pitch, in his early days, I heard he was a good man. He was ambitious, driven but nonetheless a good man." I leaned forward, "what happened to him? His elder sister was the Queen of their court. He had a sister? He had three." I raised my eyebrows, "Is it difficult to understand? It's just weird to imagine Pitch with sisters, what happened to them? The eldest Kiara, she died of a broken heart, her husband died. What happened to him? He died killing the murderer of their son." I covered my mouth, "What about the other two? The younger sisters. They were twins, Fatine and Cossete and they were killed a few months after they were born. What about their parents? They killed each other. Why? Pitch's mother betrayed her husband and lied with another and he killed her lover. She in returned killed him, but he took her down with him." I shook my head, "what kind of family is this?" Ora sighed, "They were…" She sighed, and rubbed her arms. "When Pitch took the throne, he wished only to protect it. But…he began to wish for his family to return. He was beginning to go insane in his misery." I held my hand up slightly, "Did Reed tell you this?" She nodded, "Andromeda told him and he told me. How did you and Reed meet?" She smiled and leaned her head back on the cushion.

Ora's POV

"You cannot choose my husband!" I screamed at my father. He sighed heavily, "Ora the concept of 'soul mates,' for a fey of royal blood is an unreliable choice for us. We must make the most beneficiary choice for the court. So, I will choose your husband. Ora, in the end this decision will help our court prosper." I felt my heart contract, "Father, p-please?" I looked up at him, "No. Ora you have a duty to your court, and you WILL fulfill it." He gestured me to leave.

Jump cut.

I was sitting at a pond, my feet in the water. I looked to the skies, the sun was going down and I was beginning to shiver, but I made no effort to move my feet. To marry a man who was not my soul mate. It was not completely unheard of practice but not practiced by many. I lifted my hand, a swirl of light emanating from my hand. I made several little lamps and placed them around me. I shivered again, and pulled my feet out of the chilly water and tucked them underneath me, and rubbed my hands together.

"Maybe, I'll stay out here and see if I will be able to freeze to death." I said to my reflection. Suddenly a thick heavy fur cloak was on my shoulders. I looked up to see a pale face with a thick shock of black hair. "Good evening Miss." He said, with an incline of his head. I slowly nodded my head at him. He offered me a gloved hand, which I took with much hesitation. "How are you?" He asked kindly. "I-I'm fine," I hugged my elbows, "Thank you." I took a few steps back. "My father always said to give a lady the highest of courtesy." He said with a smile, "He taught you well." The strange young man smiled, "Where are my manners. My name is Reed. Ora," I curtsied. "What a beautiful name." He murmured, causing me to look away. "Ora," I glanced at him, "What are you doing out here?" I turn around with the intent to return home, "Why do you turn away from me? Did I do something to offend you?" I turned around to face him, "no. But it is not proper for a lady to be in the company of a stranger without a chaperone." Reed chuckled lightly to himself, "Well it is also improper for a lady to be out by herself."

I turned around and continued to toward my Court, when two thick swirls of darkness suddenly surrounded me. I turned around, the darkness emanating from Reed's palms. I narrowed my eyes, and summoned two light beams. "You, you're from the Shadow Court," I hissed. Reed simply chuckled, and shadows began to circle us. I sliced through them. "And what is wrong with me being from the Shadow Court," he asked. "Your father is Pitch, isn't he?" I summoned slices of light and cut through the darkness. He redoubled his efforts and the world vanished, and it was only Reed and I. "Yes, he is." He summoned thick arrows of darkness, and I countered them with a light shield. "Your father, he threatens my home!" I aimed for his heart with a light dagger, "And you hold that against me?" He sliced through my light shield, "You seem to be proud to call him your father!" I sent a swirl of light around me and he blocked it with a swirl of darkness. "He is my father! And he wishes to annihilate my Court!" I summoned a sword of light, and swung it towards him, and he caught it between his hands, his hands burning. "Because he sees you and your Court as a threat!" I smirked, and pulled the sword out of his grip, and swung for his neck, causing him to fall. I held the sword at his throat. "Give me one reason not to slit your throat right now," I growled. He looked at the sword then me then the sword and at me again. "You're too weak to kill me." I held the sword a little closer to his throat, drawing a thin line of blood. "Are you positive?" This caused him to chuckle, "You don't want to kill me because you fear my court, you want revenge." I flinched a little, "Someone you love is dead because of my Court, and you think my death will bring you comfort." I took a deep breath, "You…You and your Court. You think you're so superior." Reed chuckled and nodded, "And because of that, other families must suffer," I spat out and glared at him.

"And," he ran his finger along the blade, "did your family suffer?" I choked back a sob, "My brother, Cyril." Reed nodded as if he wanted me to continue, "He was engaged to a wonderful girl. They loved each other more than anything. But one night he went on a hunting trip with his friends, and-" I felt my eyes fill with tears, "none of them came home." I felt tears trickle down my face, "What happened to his fiancé?" Reed whispered, "Eva," I choked out. "Her name was Eva!" I screamed at him, light flaring from my very soul. Reed flinched, "What happened to Eva? She…" A sob escaped my throat, "she slit her wrists the night of his funeral." Reed lowered his eyes, "And," my hands and the sword shook, "it's because of your damned Court that they're dead! Your soldiers killed them, your soldiers had no mercy and slaughtered innocent men!"

"I know you wish to kill me, but," he placed his hand on the sword. "That will not bring Cyril or Eva back. You do know that?" I glared at him, "I loved them. I loved them and they were taken from me. Taken from me by your people!" I raised my sword ready to impale him in the head, but he raised his hand and I flew back into a tree. "Princess Ora!" A guard yelled, "Ora," I looked at Reed, "If you wish to see me again, I will wait here by this pond for you," he waved his hand and hid in the shadows. "Princess Ora!" A guard helped me to my feet, "Are you well? I'm fine." I made my way to the castle.

After having to endure inquiries from many concerned servants, I locked my door, and made my way to my bed. I undid my hair, it nearly reaching my knees. I collapsed on my bed. When I stretched out on my bed I realized I was still wearing his cloak.

Jump cut five days later.

I was sitting at dinner, listening to my father speak of his politics. I have mastered the art of tuning him out. But tonight it was not difficult, my thought were far away. Far away dancing with Reed. I don't know why he was occupying my thoughts. He was a monster, the son of Pitch. The man who wished to kill everyone in my court. But…was he so horrible, really? I mean of course his father is pure evil, but he had the chance to kill me and…he didn't. Was he honorable in doing that? Yes…but he did not care that his father wished to kill my people. He was proud that Pitch was his father! But he must love his father, and he can't be older than eighteen, he's nineteen at best. Ugh! I threw my spoon down causing Father to look at me. "Ora whatever are the matter dear? N-Nothing!" I rushed away from the room.

I ran down the hallways to my room. I reached under my bed, for his cloak. It was a huge gray thing, and I threw it over my shoulders. I opened the window and climbed down slowly and carefully. I landed on the ground with a gentle thud, and ran to the woods. I stopped a few feet short of the pond and there he was sitting at the pond. His back was too me. What a perfect time to kill him… I reached for my dagger but stopped when I heard chuckling, "So Ora," he turned around and stood up, "You came."

I was frozen to the spot, "Yes," I said softly. "Why?" He asked stepping closer, "Because I wanted to see…You wanted to see if I was still here?" I nodded, "Why would you care. You've made it perfectly clear that you hate me." He stepped even closer, "You said you would stay here. That you would wait for me, why would you want to wait for me? Because," he stepped a few steps closer, "You have made me intrigued to find out more about you. Why would you care about me? Simply because I'm from the Shadow Court, does not mean I cannot care. Why," I stared at him. "You have no reason to care for a person of the Court of Light. I have always loved a challenge." He said with a smirk, "Ora," he stepped a little bit closer. "Do you hate me?" I took a step backwards, "Yes." I said, looking into his black eyes. "Why?" he asked, "Why wouldn't I?" I hissed, wishing to be back in my room. "You hate a person you don't even know. Your father-" He raised his hand, "Just because my father is a man of power does not make me horrible man. Does it," he looked at me, almost pleading. "…No, but you did not care that your soldiers killed my brother, that Cyril's death drove Eva to suicide. I could not have prevented it. I know…" I took a deep breath and looked at him, really looked at him. He was handsome, a smooth face, hair like ebony and his eyes…they were black like the night sky, but it made him all the more attractive. "You think your family was the only to suffer?" I looked at him, "well," he laughed. "I have also lost family. I lost my aunts, my uncle, my cousin and my grandparents. My eldest aunt Kiara, she died of a broken heart. My uncle, Kiara's soul mate died avenging their son's death. My other aunts, they died when they were only infants, murdered. My grandparents killed each other in their rage." He looked down. "I…You're what? Sorry? It's not like that's going to bring them back. Is it," he asked me in a harsh tone. The pain in his voice, it was tangible. I backed away, hugging myself. "I-" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, "I have judged you too quickly Reed." He looked at me, his eyes twinkling, "Oh, really? Yes," I looked down. I looked back at him, but he was gone.

"So," he was standing behind me. I stiffened, but he did not touch me. "You feel sympathy for me," he whispered. "You feel pity for the poor Shadow prince?" I nodded slowly, making him snort, "No. Don't Ora, I never met them. It is impossible to mourn someone you lost, if you never met them. No," I shook my head. "Reed, I mourn the loss of my mother, even though I have never met her. What happened to her? She…One of my people killed her?" I nodded, "I'm sorry Ora. I know it's pointless to apologize, but for you to lose so much of your family because of my people." I said nothing; my heart was beating so fast. "I know you can never say 'it's alright.' That would be disgusting to say." I nodded, "But Ora," he stepped a millimeter closer to me. "If I could bring your family back…I would." I felt tears well up in my eyes, "Thank you," I whispered. He stepped away and came to stand in front of me.

"I hope you may one day come to see as a friend." He said softly. I smiled and raised a sliver of light, and Reed raised a sliver of darkness and they intertwined, winding around each other. We looked at each other and a hand of shadow came towards me, brushing loose strands of hair from my face. I smiled at the sweet gestured, "Reed," I raised a hand of light and placed it on his shoulder. "I can see us becoming friends." We smiled at each other.

Over the next several months we grew closer. Sharing secrets, sparring and helping each other through tragedies, like his mother's death. We never got too close though, always remained distant, so we could never touch. I don't know what I feared more, the discovery of us being soul mates, or the disappointment of not being able to be together.

I glanced at him, we were sitting at the- no we were sitting at our pond. "Reed," he looked at me, "Are you well?" He sighed and shrugged, I summoned a hand of light and raised his chin, "Reed," I looked at him, and he looked away. "Reed," I was relentless. He looked at me again in hesitation, "what's troubling you?" He waved the hand of light away, "I do not wish to speak of it Ora." I sighed in frustration, "Why can't you tell me?" I looked at the pond, "I thought you trusted me." I crossed my arms, and glared at our reflections. "I do, it's just…" he lied down, "You wouldn't understand." He threw an arm over his eyes. I crawled a little closer and lied on my stomach, "try me," I said. "You sound snarky." I rolled my eyes, "Reed," I poked him with a hand of light, "I am here to listen. Please tell me," he glanced at me through his arm, "I can't. I'm sorry Ora," he stood up, "it would only end up hurting us both."

He turned away and started to walk away. I grabbed a nearby pebble and chunked it at his head. He flinched and turned around to glare at me, "What is wrong with you! Me," I grabbed another rock and aimed for him. He blocked it with a shadow shield. "Ora," he said with a small smile. "Reed," I crossed my arms. Thanks to him, I was a much better fighter and I had more confidence, something I would be eternally grateful for. "Don't turn away from me," I said making him laugh. "Well," he gathered shadows in his hand, "here!" I blocked his attack and ran at him with a light sword. He countered it with his own, and soon enough we were clashing against one another. I knocked his sword away but he grabbed my exposed upper arm…

I looked at him as electricity flowed through me from where his hand was. I looked into his eyes, his beautiful eyes, "Reed…" he cupped my face and pressed his lips to mine. All around us were swirls of light and shadows, dancing together. An eternity passed by when our lips separated. "Thank the heavens," he whispered as he held me close. "What?" I looked at him, "Thank the heavens for this miracle." He cupped my face, "Ora," I looked at him as he caressed my face, "I fell in love with you. And I feared not being with you," I put my hand over his mouth. "I know how you feel." I said shyly. He smiled and kissed me again.

Reed and I were together. It felt like a dream. "Ora," I looked at him, as we walked along the woods, hand in hand. "Will you marry me?" I stopped walking, and so did he. "…Ora darling," he squeezed my hand, "Can you hear me? Yes," I whispered. "What? Yes, yes I will marry you!" the woods, laughing.

We stopped at a beautiful grotto, "here," he breathed. I looked around; it was wild, unkempt and beautiful. "Who will wed us? A preacher from the animal court, he has no idea who we are. When can we get married? Now," he put my hands over his heart. "Reed," I laughed. "Are you serious?" I whispered. Officially we have been engaged two weeks. "Yes," he cupped my face. "Ora I love you, and you are the most important person to me in my life. You're so sweet," I kissed his cheek. "Are you ready, Ora? Yes."

A tall man with a white beard stepped forward, "Are you two ready for this?" We nodded, and faced each other. "We are here today to celebrate the gathering of these two fey. They have agreed to the most sacred of unions and I bless you both for eternal love happiness and prosperity." Reed wrote these vows himself, and I blushed. I raised my hand and placed light on his arm and crawled along his arm in a beautiful intricate pattern. He smiled and placed shadows on my arm, it doing the same as Reed's. We kissed each other arms, and the preacher threw flower petals on us.

We were sitting atop a beautiful hill sipping wine and watching the sunset. "This," Reed murmured, "is perfection." I nodded my consent, "Reed, where will we go? You will return to your palace," he said. I gasped, and turned around to look at him, "Why?" He smiled at me assuredly, "I need to discuss matters with my father, and I wish for you to be safe." He said looking at the sunset. "Reed…" he rubbed my shoulder. "This is no more than a precaution, I promise." I nodded and he kissed me gently. "Reed," I whispered, and he continued his attentions of me many times throughout the night.

Jump cut.

I sat up and stretched, Reed's cloaked thrown over me. Reed asleep on his back. "Reed," I whispered. He sighed and looked at me, "Yes darling. I need to return home." He stretched, and I stood up and got dressed. He proceeded to do the same.

Jump cut.

We were near the palace now. I turned around to face my husband, "Reed." He looked down at me, "I love you," he smiled and cupped my face, "I love you too." He pressed his lips to mine. "I will see you soon," he squeezed my hands, "I promise." I nodded, and surprisingly tears sprang to my eyes at the thought of separation from my husband. After a final kiss, I made my way to the castle.

At the entrance to the village, people were screaming. I looked around to see guards coming towards me, "Princess Ora! Yes…? You have returned safely. Returned safely…?" I paused. Then the crowds separated and Father approached me. "Ora," he gripped me by my shoulders, "Hello Father." I attempted to curtsy him, but that failed. "Where have you been," he growled. "I-I was training…I-in the woods, and I got lost. I just now found my way back. I apologize Father; it was most irresponsible of me." I bowed my head. "Well," he stroked his beard, "Just try not to be so stupid next time Ora. It's not becoming of a Queen." I nodded my head, biting back a scathing remark. "Now, we must return to the palace and get you cleaned up." Once again, I just nodded, and climbed into the carriage.

Jump cut.

I was getting my hair brushed when Father entered my chambers he waved the maid away, "Good evening Father. Yes, yes." He took a seat on one of my many chairs, "Is there something wrong? No, no. We were going to have a special guest arrive tonight, but his trip was delayed until at least two weeks at best." Father sighed as if this was the worst thing in the world. I shook my head; Father could be such a fool at times. "What is the meaning of telling me this? Oh," he coughed. "This man is to be your husband."

I took a deep breath. No. I am already married, to the man of my dreams. I love Reed! "Ora, are you well? You look rather flush. Oh," I fanned myself with my hand, "I am…fine." I faked a smile, and Father nodded in approval. "Father, I am terribly tired. May I retire to bed?" He nodded and left without another word. I collapsed on my bed as tears fell free from my eyes. I am married! I have a loving husband! Why must I suffer! As the tears were absorbed by my pillow, my eyes grew heavy and I was soon asleep.

I awoke to the sun shining on my face. I yawned and stretched. When I rubbed my arms, I caught a flash of black on my arm. I looked and there was a tattoo. I smiled, so it wasn't a dream I really was married to Reed. Surprisingly I giggled, just a little bit. I stood up, and dressed myself. The last thing I needed was a servant to see my tattoo. As I was brushing my hair, Father once again came to visit. "Good morning Father, I hope you slept well. Yes, I did." I turned around to face Father. "Is there something you require?" He just looked at me, lost in thought. "No. Ora I know you are against having an arranged marriage. But I want you to know I only have your best interests at heart. Of course Father." It was only thanks to him that I met Reed. "I know at the end I will be happy," with Reed. I smiled. "Ora, I am glad you are so accepting of your duties to the Court. Of course Father." He nodded his approval, and I mentally shook my head. Father you are a fool, and I cannot wait to leave this place.

"Ora I must be getting to my meetings so don't be stupid and get lost in the woods." I nodded, clenching my fists behind my back. When he left, I grabbed a vase and threw it against the wall. "You old fool," I muttered. I grabbed a wrap from my closet and basket. I hated having the servants run errands for me that I was completely capable of doing myself. I was walking past the gate of my castle when I heard, "The Shadow Court will finally fall…" I looked from where the sound came from. A fortune teller's tent. "What?" I stepped closer, "Come in princess…" I had a light dagger with so I stepped in. "Hello princess Ora. "…Hello. Sit down, and have your fortune read." I sat down on a cushion, "you said…" I took a deep breath, "The Shadow Court will fall. Is it true? Yes," she tapped her fingers on her crystal globe. "When will they? Within a fortnight…" I shook my head, "I doubt that. Well, as the Princess of the Court of Light, you should be thrilled that your enemy will fall." I was silent, "Wait…" She waved her hands over the globe, "I see…a…Alliance?" She paused and glanced at me, "An alliance between Light and Shadow… They will be forever bound…" I smiled softly, and stroked my arm. "But both will suffer." I looked at her, "Light and Shadow are not compatible, and they wish to destroy each other. Because of this both will fall." I stared at her, "You're insane." I whispered. "I may be…but," she looked me straight in the eye, "At least I'm not a traitor." I gasped and ran out her tent, hearing her laugh as I fled.

I crashed onto the castle, startling the guards and servants. "Princess Ora!" I ran past them, and crashed into my bedroom, slamming the door behind me. I took deep shuddering breaths. "Traitor?" I whispered, "Am I a traitor?" I leaned against the door, and ran my hands through my hair. "No," I shook my head. "I'm not, I can't be. It's not something I could've prevented, even if I wanted to. And," I pulled my sleeve up, and began to stroke my tattoo, "And I don't regret a moment," I whispered. I looked out my window, and sighed. "You best hurry Reed." I closed my eyes, as a single tear rolled down my cheek.

Jump cut two weeks.

I had an extravagant golden gown on, meant for my wedding. I was wearing a golden necklace matching bracelets, and a ring on each middle finger. My golden hair piled high on top my head. My golden eyes, glittering. They threw a golden veil over my face; I sighed, and looked away. I have still managed to hide my tattoo and Father, I've barely seen him. He's been so busy arranging my wedding. I have decided to spend most of days in the woods, waiting for Reed. He never came back. I closed my eyes, as pain washed over me. I pray he'll come. "Princess Ora," I opened my eyes, "Yes," I whispered. "It's time," I nodded and walked towards my door.

I was walking towards the hallway, hoping for Reed to burst through the door. I stepped up to the altar, where the man my Father chose for me stood across from me. He lifted my veil, and I saw a simple face with blonde hair and brown eyes. He smiled at me, and I nodded at him. He began to roll up my sleeve to mark me, there would be no vows or sweet words said. Just a binding, I would not have a happy 'marriage' with him. This would be a 'marriage' of convenience. He gasped when he saw my arm, and I glanced down and smirked at him. He saw my tattoo, "How!" I snatched my arm away from him. Father stepped forward, and grabbed me roughly by my shoulders, "Ora! What kind of game are you playing?!" He was livid. I smacked his hands off me, "I already have a husband who loves me! I refuse to marry a stranger!" I held my arm up, "This cannot be undone! I am bound to another!" Father roared in rage and attempted to hit me, but I hit him with a light hand. "You will not raise your hand to me, you old fool!" The crowd gasped, "I refuse to be a tool!" Light was flaring from my soul, "I am not going to be your pawn anymore!"

I turned away when a guard crashed the doors. "The- the Shadow Court!" I felt my heart stop, "It has fallen. It is burning. The Elementers Court has vanquished it!" I ran past the guard, shoving him out of my way. "Get me a horse!" I screamed. "I need the fastest horse we have!" A confused stable hurried to get a horse. I climbed atop it and kicked it into a full on run. I felt my heart beating faster than the horse's run.

Jump cut.

Only through my geography lessons did I know where the Shadow Court resided. I smelled smoke and the distinct smell of burned bodies. I gagged and coughed. I looked around all that remained was the burned remains of what must have been a glorious court. I sighed and felt tears gather in my eyes. It was too much to ask that Reed would have survived this. I looked around and out of the corner of my eye I saw movement. I looked and…a man shook all the dust and rubble of him. He turned to the side and…"Reed!" I screamed. I ran towards him, and threw myself into his arms. I was sobbing against his chest. I expected him to swing me up in arms, to kiss me, to do something, but he just stood there. I looked up at him and ran my fingers along his face. "You're alive." I whispered, and kissed his cheek. "Reed," I cupped his face though his eyes remained closed, "We need to leave. No," he said. "Yes, please." He put his hands over mine and I smiled. But then he took my hands, and let them drop to my sides. "Reed," I whispered and reached for him. He turned away from me. "Reed please, let us leave here. We can start anew; start," I placed my hands over my stomach, "a family." He turned back to look at me, "Start a family?" He asked, "Yes!" I smiled. He opened his eyes and looked at me, "With you?" He chuckled. I backed away, "Yes, Reed of course with me. You love me." I looked at his eyes, and they looked back at me, with cruelty. He laughed again, though it sounded as if he was mocking me. "Why would I want a family with you?" I gasped and stepped back, feeling my heart shatter. "We love each other," I whispered. "No," he said. "I cannot be with trash. My Father will be distressed to hear that you love me." I was crying now, "Reed please stop it. This isn't funny! Yes it is," he chuckled again. "I thought you loved me." I whispered, looking into his eyes. "Well," he inspected his nails, "I don't." My heart was shattering all over again. "Reed, please." I reached for him, and he pulled away. "Reed…" I was sobbing. I held my arm showing him the tattoo he gave me, "Please, don't leave me." He shook his head, "No," he waved his hand and disappeared.

I collapsed on the ground as my sobbing overtook me. He left me. He denied me as his wife, as his love. How could he do this to me! I held myself as the rain began to pour down on me.

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