Malec Tales Series 2: Chapter Six- Don't Conceal, Feel, Let It Go.

Magnus Pov- The moment I came out of the other side of the portal, I fell to my knees into a big pile of snow. The cold of it made me feel relieved almost immediately.

What the hell happened back there? It was all such a blur to me now. Alec being engaged, my rage boiling over so much that my magic was exposed to everyone, trying to run away but tripping and falling on the ground, exposing the cursed magic to my subjects as well.

They all looked so afraid. They pulled their children away from me. What was I going to do if they could never accept me after this?

I shook my head at that thought. No. There was no way things were going to be allowed to go back as they were. Everyone knows the truth now. Alec knows the truth… or at least most of it. He doesn't know that my magic hurt him almost to the brink of death. He didn't know that magic was the result of the white streak in his hair.

With me gone, Alec will be appointed the next king of Alicante. He will marry that Jonathan guy, open the gates, and make my kingdom happier than they ever would have been with me.

What about me? What was there for me to do now that I was an outcast? Surely, they will be coming after me. Though, maybe Alec will be able to convince them to leave me alone.

I looked down at my hands frowning. One was still covered by a glove but the other was bare and free. I couldn't remember the last time I looked at my bare hands. Biting my lip, I slowly lifted that hand, swiping it slightly, causing small flurries of snow to swirl around it.

The sight of it made the fear and anxiety slowly vanish, a feeling of giddiness replacing it. I stood up, looking around me, a smile slowly making its way to my face. There was no one around here for miles. I couldn't hurt anyone. There was nothing stopping me from using my magic any way I wanted.

Even thinking that, I didn't know where to start. What did I used to do when I didn't care about hiding my magic?

A sudden memory hit me, making me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

I was six years old standing outside my father's office door, just having been pushed out because I was distracting my parents from work. It seems all my parents ever did was work. They weren't paying any attention to me and it was starting to make me upset.

Tears pricked at my eyes but I quickly rubbed at them, not wanting to cry. Prince's don't show weakness with tears. Father always told me that and I had to live by my father's words.

"Magnus… what are you doing in the hallway," a sweet voice hit my ears, making me turn around. Alexander Lightwood was standing behind me, his fists clenched around the bottom of his sweater. He looked nervous about talking to me. We have only had a few conversations since meeting a year ago.

"I was trying to play with my parents but they pushed me out. They are busy… they are always busy…" the tears were trying to come back but I resisted the urge.

Alec bit his lip in a cute way before saying, "I'm done with my chores… we could play together if you want…"

That made me excited. "Really? You really want to play with me Alec?"

He nodded, "though there isn't a lot we can do around the castle."

I smiled grabbing his hand and pulling him away to the ballroom. Once there, we sat in the middle of the room, on the floor. Alec looked around in aw before looking back at me. "I'm not usually allowed in here."

My smile grew as I thought about how cute Alec was. "Well you're in here with me, so you shouldn't get in trouble. Tell me about yourself Alec."

He blushed slightly, pushing a strand of his black hair behind his ear. "There isn't anything interesting about me…"

"I don't think that's true… how about I ask you questions, and then you'll answer them for me?"

He thought about it for a moment before nodding. "Okay."

"What's your favorite thing to eat?"

"Um… strawberries…"

'Note to self, have the servants stock up on strawberries,' I thought to myself before asking, "you have a sister, right?"

He nodded. "Her name is Isabelle and she's four… I'm a little jealous of her…"

That surprised me. I didn't see Alec as the jealous type. "Why would you be jealous of your sister?"

He shrugged. "She's already so pretty and all the servants fawn over her. They love her so much and toward me they… they just act like I'm a nuisance."

That was just crazy! How could anyone look down on Alec or not want him around? I wouldn't mind having him around all the time.

Not liking the sad look on his face, I decided to ask my next question to distract him. "What's your favorite season? It's summer, isn't it? Everyone always seems to love summer the most."

He pulled his knees to his chest, hugging them as he said, "actually, my favorite season is winter."

That shocked me. "Winter? Really?"

He nodded smiling slightly. "I really like snow. Making snowmen are fun."

I looked around the room before looking back at him. "Can you keep a secret Alec?"

He seemed confused by my question but nodded nonetheless. I smiled, grabbing his hand and pulling us both to our feet.

"Watch closely," I whispered before letting go of his hands. I swiped my hand, making snow swirl around us. His eyes and mouth widened in wonder as he watched the glowing snow move around us. He followed it with his eyes before looking back at me.

"How are you doing this?"

I lost my smile, holding my hand to my chest. "I was cursed… someone was mad at my father and this was the result. Father says there is no way to break it."

Alec reached out, grabbing both my hands. I never noticed how cold my hands were until they were covered in the warmth of Alec's gentle ones.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?"

The question surprised me but I answered with a nod. He smiled, letting go of my hands. "We are going to need a lot of snow then."

Smiling back at him, I threw my hands into the air, making it start snowing inside the room. It didn't take long for the floor to be covered in thick white snow.

Alec got on his knees, starting to roll some of the snow into a big ball and I followed suit, starting to form the second layer of the body. Alec set the lower half in place and I placed mine on top of his, laughing.

"Let's make the head together," he said, starting to gather more snow. I nodded, grabbing some more to add to his pile.

"What's his personality like," Alec asked, confusing me.

"What do you mean?"

He shrugged, starting to roll our gathered snow into a big ball. "I always give my snowmen personalities… is that weird?"

I shook my head no, smiling. Alec was so cute! It was impossible to be this adorable.

"We can totally give him a personality. What did you have in mind?"

We put the head on the snowman together before backing up slightly, looking him over.

Alec put his hand on his chin thinking before smiling, "oh, I have a few things we can add to him. I'll be right back," he said before running out of the ballroom. I watched him go before looking back at our snowman smiling, never knowing how fun it was to play in the snow with someone.

He came back a few minutes later, carrying a couple twigs and a carrot. "Now he will have arms and a nose," he cheered, putting everything in place on our snowman.

The nose and arms did add on to the look, but something felt like it was missing. Alec must have thought so too, because he frowned slightly, looking it over some more. I thought about it before reaching into my pocket, pulling out my fathers' reading glasses. I took them from him to get back at him for ignoring me.

"Oh, those are perfect," Alec agreed, taking them from me and setting them on our snowman, right on top of his carrot nose. I smiled, now thinking that he looked perfect.

"He kind of looks nerdy with glasses," I pointed out, making Alec laugh.

"He's going to be the best friend anyone could have. Loyal, smart, fun to be around."

I smiled nodding. "He loves summer, even though he's a snowman."

Alec put his hands on his hips. "Magnus, that's ridiculous. He obviously has dreams of being a professional video game player."

I couldn't help but laugh at that. "So, a snowman loving summer is weird, but one wanting to play video games isn't? He has twig arms Alexander. He wouldn't even be able to hold the controller."

"His dreams will drive him to do the impossible," Alec said simply, making me laugh even more. No one has ever made me laugh this much in all my life.

"It's settled then. He is a loyal, smart snowman who dreams of playing video games professionally."

Alec nodded. "Yes, and his name will be Simon."

I raised an eyebrow at that. "Why Simon?"

He shrugged. "It just feels right."

The thought made me smile and I swiped my hand, making the snowman appear right in front of me, with three mounds to make up the body, and two twigs for arms. There were no carrots around so sadly, he had to go without a nose.

I reached into my pocket to grab my fathers' reading glasses and frowned, not feeling them there anymore. I must have dropped them before going through the portal.

"They wouldn't be able to stay on without the nose anyway, sorry Sheldon," I apologized to the snowman before turning away, making my way upward.

I must have been on top of a mountain because the snow was thick around me and arched upward. There always was a view of a mountain from my bedroom window, and I used to wonder what it would be like to run away to it, where I would be free to use my magic all I wanted. Maybe that's why I portaled here.

I swiped my hand some more, making snow dance around me in a beautiful show. It reminded me of the days when Alec and I would spin around the ballroom together and I would be so happy, snow would just flurry down around us. Alec's eyes always shown bright when that happened. Nothing made him happier than seeing me have fun with my magic.

The sudden thought of Alec getting hit in the back of the head by my magic made me stop in my tracks, my hands shaking as I dropped them to my sides. Nothing good came out of these powers. Alec was hurt by them. Who knows who else may get hurt by them.

Frowning, I held up my still gloved hand, staring at it. These gloves were the symbol of my cage. They kept them powers at bay and kept the people around me safe. At least, they were supposed to. I was wearing them and everyone around me still almost got hurt. The magic still got out of control.

My fathers' words whispered in my ears. Conceal, don't feel, don't let it show.

Those were the words I lived by. My father wanted me to always keep my emotions in check and never let him down. I had let him down though. I couldn't do what he asked of me.

Now that I have already failed… what was the point in keeping it inside anymore? Did I still need to conceal? Feel? There were so many things I was feeling right now. Fear, sadness, excitement, happiness… freedom.

The thought of freedom made me smile. Free! I was finally free from everything binding me! Up here in this mountain, I could be anyone I wanted to be! I could finally be… be me!

I pulled the glove off my hand tossing it into the air. A flurry of wind took it away and as it did, I felt all the weight on my shoulders go with it. There was no more fear. There were no more rules. Now I could finally be me! Now I can finally see what I'm capable of.

With that thought in mind, I run the rest of the way up the mountain peak, stomping my foot in the ground when I got to the peak. Ice shot out of the ground, lifting me up into the air with it. It arched and bent until a roof was formed. I swiped my hands excitedly, sending magic up the walls, making them extend and create rooms all around me. Holes formed in parts of the ice, making windows and doors in its place.

Before I knew it, I was standing in the middle of a stunningly beautiful castle made of ice. I've always imagined making something like this, just never thought I would be capable of such a thing.

Now though, standing on this mountain top, I feel like I am capable of anything!

Looking in at one of the walls, my smile faltered a bit, seeing my reflection on it. My face was so happy but the rest of me… I still looked like that trapped prince…well now king.

Reaching up, I took off my crown, looking it over frowning before glaring at it and tossing to across the room. There was no need for it anymore. I wasn't a king. No, up here I was a free warlock.

Smiling again, I trailed my hands over my body, watching as my coronation suit turned into dark blue pants, a light blue petticoat with glitter all over it, and a white dress shirt under it that was shear, so you could see my dark arms underneath it. I ran my fingers through my hair, spiking it up slightly and having glitter all over it. Next, I swiped my hand over my face, making blue glittery eyeshadow appear on my eyelids.

I looked back at my reflection and smiled happily, never feeling so handsome in all my life. This was it. I was finally free to be the person I always wanted to be. There was no more concealing. No more not feeling.

I was finally going to let it show.

I'm going to let it go.

Alec Pov- "DAMN, WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE SNOW?!"

I mean sure, winter is usually my favorite season, but I haven't been in snow in years! I was never allowed to leave the castle to play in it, so my body wasn't accustomed to it.

Another downside to being trapped in a castle was not knowing where the hell I was going! It doesn't help that I have no idea where Magnus would go, and I don't even know where to begin looking for him. I don't know where anything is at all.

Still, the kingdom was counting on me to end this winter, so it was up to me to fix everything. Even if it wasn't, I wouldn't rest until I found Magnus. He must be scared and all alone right now. He needed someone there to support him and convince him that there is nothing wrong with him for having these powers.

Something compelled me to reach up and grab the strand of white hair on top of my head. Mother and father told me I was born with this… but what if I wasn't? What if Magnus had been the one to give it to me?

These powers explained why he kept away from me, but if he was born with them, that means there was a time when he didn't let the powers divide us. What happened to change everything?

"Do you at least know where you are going," I asked, looking down at my horse. We have just been walking straight, not finding any people or shops to stop at and ask directions. Not that I know where I'm trying to go.

The horse just huffed, making me sigh. "This is what I get for only bringing a useless horse with me."

Suddenly a blast of ice and snow hit us, making the horse stand up on its back hooves. I tried to grab onto the wrings but my hands slipped, making me fall backwards into the snow. The horse had all four legs back on the ground before turning around, trotting back the way we came.

"Wait! Come back! I didn't mean to call you useless!"

It was too late though. The animal was already long gone, leaving me sitting alone in the freezing snow. Shivering, I picked myself up and started walking forward, having difficulty since the snow was so thick, I could barely move.

"Seriously Magnus, why couldn't you have summer magic," I mumbled, making my way up a small hill, with much difficulty. I rather be walking through warm sand than cold thick snow that threatened to give me frost bite, despite the heavy suit I was wearing.

When I finally got to the top of the hill, I took a moment to breath, having used all my energy just to get up it. I closed my eyes for a moment, but quickly opened them again when I felt like I was moving, As I thought, my feet started sliding forward, down the other side of the hill.

Trying to stop myself, I dug my heels into the ground, but that just resulted in me falling forward and go tumbling down the hill. I could hear myself screaming as I rolled, and was only stopped by slamming into a tree at the bottom, hitting my head on it.

The air was knocked out of me as my sight started going hazy. No, I can't stop now. I had to find Magnus… I… I had to…

"So... do you think he's dead…"

Voices echoed around me, sounding far away but they also felt close by. A splitting pain shot through my head, but I pushed through it, slowly forcing my eyes open. Everything was still a blur, but the beginning of shapes formed in front of me. Colors of orange and gold.

"Oh, it looks like he's waking up," a female voice broke through the echo like haze. "Hey, are you alright?"

My eyes finally adjusted, showing two strangers standing above me. One was a boy with golden blond hair and sun-kissed skin. His eyes were gold as well, which was really strange, since not a lot of people had golden eyes.

The other was a short girl with orange curly hair and freckles on her face. Her eyes were a dark green that seemed familiar to me but I couldn't place where I have seen them before.

"I'm… I think I'm okay. What happened?"

They both reached down, grabbing my hands and pulling me up to my feet. I stumbled at first but managed to catch myself before falling.

"We were walking down the road and saw you come barreling down the hill. You hit that tree pretty hard," the blond said, letting go of my hand. The red head made sure I was okay to stay standing on my own before also letting me go.

"My feet slipped and I fell down… guess I hit the tree and passed out."

The blond shook his head, putting his hands on his hips. "Who can't walk in snow? We saw you trying to climb up that hill. It was like watching a baby deer trying to walk for the first time."

The girl smacked him on the arm, glaring at him. "Jace, don't be rude."

He rubbed his arm glaring back at the girl and I looked between them, wondering what I should make of this situation I found myself in. I finally found people who could help me, but one was already teasing me more than I liked. If they knew I haven't been outside in ten years… well, the teasing will never end then. Should I just take a chance and try to find Magnus myself?

The red head blew hot air into her hands before rubbing them frowning. "I wonder what made it start snowing, all of a sudden. I thought it was summer time in Alicante right now."

I nodded frowning. "It is summer time… there was a problem with our king and he kind of… froze everything."

The one named Jace raised a questioning eyebrow. "Your king is a warlock?"

I frowned at him confused. "A what?"

He rolled his eyes, as if this was obvious information that I should already know. "A warlock. It's the only creature powerful enough to make weather like this."

That surprised me. Is that what Magnus was? Was he a warlock? How were you able to tell?

The red head frowned at Jace. "It's not like its common knowledge. Not everyone goes out of their way to know about supernatural stuff like you do."

He scoffed at that. "You are just as interested in that stuff as I am Clary, don't even lie."

I looked between them, wondering what was up with the way they interacted with each other. They seemed like a couple, but I didn't know enough about love to see the signs.

Magnus's words in my head screamed what do you know about love Alec, and it made me feel even worse about our fight. He was right. I really didn't know a thing about love, or being able to spot it or not. He couldn't be right about Jonathan though. He liked me and I could come to like him… I mean I already like him! I want to marry him!

Sighing, I ran my hand over my face, my headache getting even worse. This was becoming the most stressful day of my life.

"Do you know where a warlock would go if he was trying to get away from people," I asked, hoping someone could finally throw me a bone. I was completely helpless out here just wandering around looking for Magnus. There had to be some kind of clue to where he is.

The two strangers looking at each other thinking before the blonde turned around, pointing to the top of a mountain. "If I was a warlock that had ice powers, I would go to the place where it snowed all the time, even in the middle of summer."

He was right about it always snowing on that mountain top. Father told me that it was because it was so high, the air pressure decreases and the heat of the sun can't reach it. If Magnus wanted to be free to use his magic, he would go somewhere he could do it in peace.

"That's it. He must be up there. All I have to do is climb that mountain and talk him into coming back to Alicante."

Jace raised an eyebrow at that. "You couldn't even climb that little hill. What part of you thinks you will be able to climb a mountain?"

I glared at him before pushing passed him, making my way down the road. "I don't care what it takes. Magnus needs me so I'm going to go and be with him. I don't care if I have to climb fifty mountains to get to him."

Clary put her hands over her heart, swooning slightly. "Aw, that's so sweet. He loves the king."

That made me stop in my tracks, heat rushing across my face all the way to my ears. I quickly turned back, shaking my head at her. "You got it all wrong! I don't… Magnus and I aren't… we aren't like that."

Jace watched me for a moment before looking back at Clary. "He's Alec Lightwood, right? That means he's the servant. He probably just feels like he owes it to his king to help him."

The blush got even darker on my face. "No, our Master, Servant relationship has nothing to do with this."

"Are you friends then," the red head asked, looking confused now.

"Well… we used to be… it's very complicated."

Jace shook his head. "You aren't lovers, aren't friends, yet you say being his servant has nothing to do with it. Why are you so set on getting to him if he supposedly doesn't mean anything to you?"

I frowned, glancing down at the ground. "I never said we didn't mean anything to each other. Besides that, the kingdom is counting on me to fix everything. I am technically their king until I bring Magnus back."

"What makes you think he wants to be brought back," Jace asked crossing his arms. "He's the one who ran away right? Usually when you run away, it means you don't want to deal with your problems."

"Magnus isn't the kind of guy who runs away from his problems."

Okay, that was a complete lie. He hid from me behind his bedroom door for years and didn't talk to me because he was avoiding me finding out about his magic. That's defiantly running away from his problems.

The red head frowned thinking for a moment before looking at the blonde. "Let's help him."

He looked at her like she was crazy. I honestly thought she was crazy too. Who would want to help someone find a possibly dangerous warlock with ice magic? I mean, I know Magnus isn't dangerous, but they don't know that.

"Why would we help this guy," Jace asked, looking exasperated.

"Alicante is one of our joined nations. We have a treaty of peace with them, and if we didn't help the king when he was in need, then we wouldn't be upholding that treaty."

That caught my interest. Only members of the royal family followed the rules of the treaty. If she knew about them, then that must mean she's royalty. My thought was answered when Jace sighed:

"You aren't a queen yet Clary. This is supposed to be our last fun adventure before we're both stuck acting like the perfect royal couple."

She smiled, putting her hand on his shoulder. "You don't think finding the lost king of Alicante will be fun and full of adventure?"

He frowned thinking about that for a moment before glancing over at me. I don't know what he was expecting me to do. Sure, I would like their help, but it doesn't mean I'm going to beg him for it. I'm not that desperate.

Sighing, the blond dropped his arms to the side in defeat. "Fine. If you want to help him out, then I guess I have no choice but to go along with you. If we die though, I'm blaming you."

Clary smirked at that comment. "Since when do you pass up the chance to possibly die?"

That question made me want to second guess the company I was keeping. Honestly, it was embarrassing that royals from another kingdom were helping me navigate through the place I have lived all my life. If I was allowed to leave the castle, I'm sure I would have no problem doing this mission on my own.

The red head nodded, making his curls bounce slightly. "It's settled then. We need to get to the closest shop so we can get climbing gear and maybe some proper winter attire for Alec."

I frowned looking down at my coronation suit. "What's wrong with what I have on?"

She shrugged, making her way passed me down and down the road. "It will keep you warm but you can barely move in it. There's no way you'll possibly be able to climb a mountain wearing that though. I need some winter gear as well. Shorts and a crop top will just end up giving me hyperthermia."

I glanced down at her, just now noticing that she was indeed wearing shorts, a crop top and some knee-high boots. At least the boots were thick enough to keep half her legs warm but the rest of her had to be freezing. Jace took off the backpack he was wearing and reached into it, pulling out a leather jacket, before placing it over Clary's shoulders.

A leather jacket is the furthest thing from a warm coat but it's better than letting the chilling air hit you directly on your skin.

She smiled at Jace before slipping her arms through the armholes of the coat. "We passed a small trading post a few miles back. We should head there to get the supplies."

I nodded, turning forward and looking up at the peak of the mountain. Was Magnus really up there? Would I really be able to convince him to come home with me?

It was getting colder by the minute and I don't know how long the kingdom can last with the weather like this. I needed to fix this no matter what.

Hopefully, in the process, I can fix Magnus and I along with everything else.