"There are no happy endings just pleasant beginnings."
Disclaimer – I was going to have a clever, quirky little disclaimer but after having to delete it several times because of some stupid 'Body Text Indent' thing which just stuffs up anything you tell it to do when you put it up on ff.net I gave up so just put up with it while I try to live with the fact that firstly, Bill Gates must die (Damn you Microsoft 98, it's just as bad as 97) and secondly, that I don't own Card Captor Sakura.
I changed Natasha (or Nadeshiko but basically Sakura's mum) name to Hyacinth because Natasha doesn't seem to suit her too well and I wanted to name her after a flower because it would be more fitting.
Queen of my Heart – The Grey Area
She screamed again, her frustration becoming more and more adamant with each one.
"Your highness, can I be of service?" one of her men asked as he came into the room trying to help her in some way.
"No," she said angrily turning towards him.
With a mere flick of her wrist he was set alight just because she wanted to see someone other than herself suffering. The flames consumed his body slowly pulling a small smile to her lips as she watched him try to scream but she had already sealed his mouth shut.
For so very long she had taken pleasure in watching the young prince turned king later on, suffer a pain of great loss that could never be replaced. She had tormented him in his dreams; giving him images of his beautiful cheery blossom he wanted more than anything else only to steal them away at the last possible moment.
She had enjoyed it so much to watch the tears fall from his eyes when he thought nobody could hear him, that nobody could see him in this state of weakness that he tried so hard to avoid. But she could see, she delighted in every tears he shed, every cry that left his lips and ever plea that crossed his mind. His torture was bliss for her, it made up for all the pain she had felt, revenge if you wished for what she had been deprived.
Though it wasn't him that her revenge was sort to, he wasn't even what made her the happiest.
No her sole source of this same pleasure was the girl. The one who didn't realise the that she had lost it all except in a deep part of her mind that she could not access thanks to her, but the girls was just so much easier to torment, so much more satisfying to plague, it was only sad that the poor girl could not remember it in the morning.
But it was all so fun for her. To see the look of anguish flash through her eyes as her one true love was killed repeatedly by none other than her very self. She imagined there was no greater pain than to watch the one you would give your life for, the one that meant more than anything else in your life die at you own hands.
The girls innocence and naivety made it that much easier.
The girl was sickly sweet, so much so that it made her want to barf or something. She couldn't bear to hurt another living creature, it only made the revenge, the sweet taste of victory as she crumbled to tears in her dreams that much more rewarding.
But now the girl new, now they had found what they lost and now she was the one who had lost.
It was strange. Most people said that your power was always so closely entwined to your emotions, but strangely enough she felt more powerful than ever. According to what most people said, she should feel meek, feeble and powerless, instead quite the opposite had occurred.
Maybe it was simply because her emotions were fuelled by anger, and she could feel the anger coursing through her dark veins.
She couldn't help but feel angry, ineffective, or maybe even powerless if you wanted to go so far, she had failed. It wasn't just a simple plot or maybe someone else bidding, she had failed herself and she knew that she couldn't blame this on some moronic, meaningless underling no matter how hard she tried.
It all still played before her eyes as she looked into the gently rippling water.
The happiness shone through their eyes as if they had never been apart, as if these last three years that she had spent causing so much trauma had all been some sad nightmare they were both glad to be awakened from. They were together again and that meant that there was nothing she could do to get back what was hers.
She slapped the water angrily disrupting the image that floated within it, but only for a second. She turned away angrily and walked up to her throne deciding to think.
She sat their for a long moment in perfect silence remembering how all this had begun and it didn't take her long to realise that there was someone she could blame. Her darling sister, the sweet Hyacinth.
It had all started so very simply, the moment that Hyacinth had bet her into the world. From that moment Hyacinth had always been the first and the best at everything the two would strive for.
Because Hyacinth had come first by five measly minutes, she had become everything that she wanted to be instead.
Hyacinth was the pretty twin, the smart twin, the nicest twin, and the most loved twin. She was the first one to be courted, the first to be offered any important positions there were to be held, and the first in line for the throne that she so desired.
And Hyacinth was so nice about that too. She didn't rub it in her face like most would; no she acted like it meant nothing to her, as though it wasn't even important. She acted as though rather than an honour bestowed upon her alone, it was a medial task that she was forced to perform and that was something far worse. And even sadder was the fact that she wasn't actually acting, that she truly didn't want it, but would accept it merely because she had to.
But then the opportunity came along.
Dearest, darling Hyacinth, the smarter, lovelier, more beautiful one that god forbid could ever make a mistake, did. She fell in love, the biggest mistake you could possibly make especially when on the brink of being betrothed to the prince of one of the strongest kingdoms around, the Li's. It was lucky for Hyacinth that he fell in love with an empress in his own kingdom with high noble blood.
Hyacinth on the other hand, had fallen in love with the lowest of low, well maybe not that low but low all the same. A lowly professor had stolen her heart. Sweet, perfect little Hyacinth had made an unforgivable mistake and she was looking forward to reaping the benefits, such as the throne that should have been hers to begin with.
So she had helped her sister, after all they were twins and should stick together am I not correct? Hyacinth was thrilled, thought that finally she and her sister had found a link, that they could finally be friends not just blood relatives.
How pleased she had been? How naïve and stupid and trusting she had become, much like her daughter.
"Thank you Rose," she gushed happily as she set off for her secret meeting with the lowly school teacher as Rose promised to make excuse for her.
She smiled sweetly at her trusting older sister, though she struggled to hide the malice in her eyes.
She loathed her so much more than any could imagine. She should have been the first born, not her. She should have been the one betrothed to handsome princes from faraway kingdoms. She should have been the one who was born for greatness, for queen.
But life is never how it's supposed to be; she had learnt that the hard way after many years of having to stand in Hyacinth's shadow. She had known she wouldn't be able to stand there for much longer.
She came up with a plot, one that would destroy Hyacinth and her precious Aiden along with handing her the crown that was so rightly hers to receive.
It was so simple, so spiteful, and so ingenious she glowered in her intentions. It was completely and utterly foolproof, how could it ever go wrong? But it did, because as they say 'nothing is foolproof to the sufficiently talented fool'.
Hyacinth was so easily manipulated. It took so little an effort to convince her to runaway and elope with her one true love. All she had to do was tell her that love should surpass all else; that it should mean more than family and that it conquers all. She was hers before she even spoke the words "Amor Omnia Vincit" which meant so much to Hyacinth, the words she practically lived by. The idea's had already been in Hyacinth's head, all she had to do was push the right buttons, tell her that their parents would never approve of Aiden's status and that if she loved him than nothing should stand in their way.
That was all she needed to do. As soon as Hyacinth ran away and was eloped to her darling teacher the throne would be hers and hers alone.
But that wasn't enough for her.
She wanted more; she wanted to see Hyacinth suffer, to see anguish and pain cross her perfect features as her heart was torn from her chest in one swift and simple motion. She wanted revenge for all the years that she had been forced to be second best to perfect Hyacinth, all the years that she had been forced into Hyacinth's shadow.
She wouldn't be Hyacinth's shadow anymore.
She helped Hyacinth pack, and prepare for her escape. They had it all perfectly planned, they would leave late at night and no one would know they were gone until morning.
At least that's what they thought.
She waited until Hyacinth and Aiden where partway through their kingdom until she went to inform her parents.
"Mother, Father," she said sweetly and desperately as she barged into their room. She pinched herself to force suede tears into her eyes as she stared sadly at the two.
"What is it my child?" her father asked worriedly as he looked at his younger child.
"I promised her I wouldn't tell," she whispered sadly a smug smirk crossing her lips for only a second though it was unseen in the low light. "She made me promised father, she made me swear I wouldn't say a word."
"Is it Hyacinth?" her mother asked the two becoming more and more worried by the second. "Please, if she is in dangers tell us what it is. She'll understand."
'Of course,' she thought snidely to herself. 'Of course they worry for darling Hyacinth.'
"She ran away," she said covering her face for effect. "She's been secretly seeing a teacher for months now and I didn't tell you because she made me promise and she said she was in love with him. She ran away with him, they're going to elope. She said you wouldn't understand, that you wouldn't let him marry her so she ran away with him."
Her parents gasped as they quickly went to work sending out guards to find the two.
When the two were found, a trial was held and she just couldn't wait to see the look on Hyacinth's face when she realised that her one true love was to be condemned to death by her own parents. Revenge would be sweet, how she longed for its taste.
But it didn't turn out that way, not even close, because that it turned out that Aiden was really the prince and future king of the Avalon Kingdom who had ran away looking for love, for someone who wasn't after him because of his kingdom and status.
So the two were married, their destiny now to live happily ever after. Their two kingdoms were combined and she was left with nothing, not even a title in either.
Hyacinth figured out what she had done and banned her from both kingdoms, though they had now just become the one.
And now, as she had tried to retrieve what was hers and once again two mere children denied her it that believed that what they had was the same undying love that Aiden and Hyacinth had supposedly shared.
It was almost ironic you know.
For so many years the family of her previous kingdom and that of the Li's had been trying so hard to push them together, but it seemed that both had decided to let this generation to find love on their own. It seemed that when they had finally stopped trying to join the two that they finally come together.
But she couldn't let it be that way, because while they were apart, while they were so far from holy matrimony she still had a chance.
And while she still had a chance for victory that meant that they still had a chance for failure.
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So how was that? I finally gave evil lady a name and I guess you kind of get an idea of why she's doing all this crap. She's one hell of a bitch, I mean what kind of person would want to kill their niece let alone emotionally destroy their own sister? You know I think I like her already.
I made them Hyacinth and Rose because they are both flowers which are really pretty and because the rose often symbolises that fact that evil can come in many visages.
So anyway, please review. I'm actually surprised I got so many reviews because I myself don't actually like reading the medieval CCS fics, actually I'm surprised I'm still writing this.
So like I said, press the go button down the bottom (and don't change the instruction bit) and tell me what you think about it.