"Perhaps we could do something with one of the orphanages, and invite them to the wedding," Santana suggested as she followed Judy around, the queen seemed to know everything that was going on inside the palace, and moved from one place to another with determined grace. The entire time talking about their upcoming wedding.

"The orphanages?" Judy said frowning slightly at the idea.

"Yes, my husband enjoys giving them the attention, and I've seen where they live a few donations from some of the more nobler houses will be good for them, and for that they need exposure. Perhaps they would like to get into my husband's good graces," Santana said carefully, making sure not to mention that Charlie had already promised the children that they could come.

"Peasants?" Judy crinkled her nose. "Perhaps, it is something to discuss. But right now we must discuss your wedding dress, I'm sure what you wore to the original wedding was fine, but this impression you make will be important. We have many enemies Santana, and you must get the nobles to love you."

Santana nodded, "Of course, I don't think Charles understands that court is a game. I'm at a disadvantage and I do no wish to bring embarrassment to the royal family. I was hoping that you would help me choose my ladies in waiting. I need women that I can trust."

Judy smiles at this, she had been correct about Santana's potential in making Charlie a far better prince. She loved her son but he didn't want the responsibility that came with his position. "Yes, it would be nice if someone didn't get the nobles all worked up like my youngest." Judy is about to say more when she stops suddenly as Charlie's body crashed through the glass. She turns her body for a moment taking a step backwards, to protect herself from the shards.

Santana stumbled backwards in surprise and looked at her husband in shock, his left arm was in a block of ice. He quickly stands up and she realizes that he's currently shirtless and his pants are torn. Without saying anything or even noticing her existence he grabs his arm and brings it down hard against the ground causing the ice to shatter. He takes a few steps towards the shattered window and looks out of it before taking a few steps back extending his arm behind him as if he's going to throw a spear. Lightning arcs from his hands and takes shape of a javelin as he takes a few steps back getting ready to throw it.

"Charles!" Judy said immediately snapping at her son who turns to look at her for a moment before throwing the bolt out through the broken window.

Charlie tilts his head and spots Santana who doesn't look that impressed, and he flashes her a grin. "Santana! Mother. I was merely getting prepared for the games with Lucas."

"By destroying half the palace and my gardens!"

"Destroying your garden's mother? You know I have far better control than that. Lucas on the other hand—" Charlie dodges his mother who reaches to grab his ear. He laughs and twists around her so he could get to his wife. "I plan to give you the victor's wreath," Charlie explains to her.

Santana raises a brow, he was a child she was married to a child who liked playing in the dirt. She reaches forward and gently pries some glass from Charlie's chest and watches as the dark red blood drips down his side. "I was certain you said that you had your duties to take care of. Did you mean playing in the gardens with your brother?" Santana asked.

Charlie hesitates this question seemed like a trap to him, "The games are important Santana—"

"Do you not think our upcoming wedding is important?" Santana asks raising a brow at him. Smiling when he turns to look at his mother for help.

"I—well—it just seemed to be—" Charlie frowned. He would much rather be making Lucas eat dirt. "Let me go get a fresh shirt and then perhaps we can discuss our wedding in detail." Charlie says flashing her a smile. "I want it to be perfect."

"Good answer," Judy says moving towards her son. "Also tell Lucas that I wish to see him later, he will be replanting the entire garden, with you tomorrow. I have a meeting with the Hudson's in a few days and a few of the other noble houses, they can not see my garden in shambles."

"Of course, mother," Charlie says reaching for his mother's hand and kissing it before flashing Santana a cheeky smile and kissing her in front of his mother before taking off.

Santana tilts her head and flushes at Judy's gaze, "We should have sent a servant to get him a shirt, I have a feeling we've lost him."

Judy laughs at this, "You do know him quite well, but I'm afraid if you expect Charles to sit down and decide which flower arrangements go where, then you're sorely mistaken. He expects that to be something you're good at. Come along we must go see my husband and demand that he brings Brittany back to court."

"Is there a reason why she's not at court?"

"My husband has deemed it necessary to protect her virtue, after she made it clear that she wished to marry Charlie's lieutenant. It was scandalous, she's fourth in line to the throne. I imagine Charlie's recent transgressions with marrying you, will only embolden her. To simply take what she wants."

"Oh. Do you think that Charlie made a mistake?" Santana asked but was only met with Judy's smile. She wasn't going to get a straight answer. She glances out the window and watches as Charlie attempts to punch Lucas in the face only to be sent flying as he slips on some ice and goes crashing into the rose gardens. She sighs. That certainly wasn't going to do at all, even as she smiles as he gets back up and tackles a laughing Lucas to the ground. She wasn't even sure that she wanted the victory wreath whatever it was, but she was going to make sure that Charlie certainly took this seriously and didn't end up looking ridiculous during the fight.