Chapter 1

Raven's POV

Guest: I think the Daring/Raven ship is so cute! After watching Thronecoming, I came to the conclusion that I think Briar doesn't fall asleep…at all. I think I'll edit the prologue and turn that into a back-story, thank you for the idea!

Today was the day! I was going to be released from mirror-prison for a life with Daring Charming. Urgh, doesn't get better, does it? Through my mirror, I could see the press gathered, The Royal Council and everyone else. This was going to be good…maybe I'd set a camera on fire? Ooo, or maybe disappear in a cloud of smoke! No, that would never work. The Council has leaned to trace my location using the smoke (how do you think I ended up in here?).

"Here we are, gathered out side of the mirror-prison containing the Queen Of All Evil; Raven Queen", the news presenter babbled for a while before a guard let Daring through. In order to leave my mirror, I had to make contact with someone on the other side…. Daring. He placed his fingers onto the mirror, one by one. Once his whole hand was in contact, I grabbed a hold of it and he dragged me out. He hugged me tight as I tried to wriggle out of his grasp.

"Hello, my love" he cooed. No. Not in this life. Not ever. I moaned and he released his grip. I looked down and noticed he had been putting the handcuffs on, how crafty….

After talking (ignoring) to the press, I was escorted to a carriage that Daring and I would share for the ride home. It had black leather seats, a mini fridge and a flat-screen TV. During the ride, Daring informed me that I was no longer allowed to play music! Apparently, I could be performing a spell, if I was, the piano would have gone up in flames! He also said that I would not be able to leave the palace without his consent, like that's going to stop me!

At the stop, Daring got out to stretch his legs. I decided to pick the lock on my cuffs. I took a grip out of my hair, and inserted it into the lock. It didn't click the first time, but once I tried again, it did. The join slowly creaked open. I put the pin into the other cuff when…

"Alright, we better be leaving" DARING! I began to panic, until I realized that I could click the cuffs back, so I did.

"Hello, Raven", I nodded and smiled, but not before forgetting to pull the grip out of the lock. Phew! That was close; I think I'm going to try again tonight.

After arriving at Daring's palace I was shown to our room. It was around 11pm, so we were to sleep right away. A guard removed my cuffs so I could shower and change, but immediately put them back on. How was I expected to sleep like this?

"Um…Daring?" I asked. Instantly, he spun around from combing his hair and stared intently. "Do I really have to sleep in cuffs?" He let out a large sigh, and carried on as if I hadn't said anything. How rude! I am a Queen and I demand to be treated like one.

"If you do not like it, take it up with The Royal Council" I grumbled at his remark.

"You are The Royal Council!" I shouted. I was about to speak again, but he had walked over and placed a single finger on my lips.

"Bed", that single word contained so much power and control. I obeyed, as I decided I wouldn't like to get on his bad side. I crawled under the blankets and turned my back to him. Daring tried to cuddle close to me, but I elbowed him in the stomach a few times. He rolled over and grumbled something unspeakable to himself. That night, I dreamt about a poisoned Wonderland, dead princes, sleeping Apple and everything else I had done. This caused me to twist and turn in the night, even cry out. I woke at early hours in the morning to Daring stroking my head, trying to calm me down. I think it worked. So I tucked myself closer into his chest and placed my arms around his neck. The pillows then sucked me into a deep sleep, and this time around I dreamt about Daring being my Good King, my night in shining armor.

By 11am, I was showered and dressed. Dexter and Darling were coming at 12:20, so I chose to get ready early. I was about to leave for breakfast, when Daring stopped me. He spun me around, holding a pair of enchanted purple gloves. I completely forgot about that. Forcefully, he grabbed by right arm and pulled them on. He did the same on the left.

"Done?" I asked. Daring slowly nodded and linked his arm with mine. This whole 'being in love' thing is going to be difficult, especially if Daring is involved. He guided me to the breakfast hall, were the servants had prepared a huge buffet. Over this feast, I made Daring a little depressed. Curiously, he had asked me about my time in mirror-prison. Not knowing what he was in for, I explained and it almost brought him to tears. I also included a little about being 'evil'. That made it worse. Daring said that he would excuse himself and he left. I heard a fit of tears and sobs behind the door.

At 12:20 exactly, Darling and Dexter arrived. I said hi, and there was lots and hugs, kisses, bowing and curtseying. They were staying for 3 hours, so we had time to burn. I became a little nervous, though, when Dexter started blushing when he looked at me. I can't quite remember (the 'evil' curse killed off all previous memories) *For reference please read my other story 'Evil's The name, Don't Ware It Out'* but I believe we used to date. Maybe he still has feelings, or can't stand to see me like this.