I decided to publish everything I have written left. What can I say? I love this fic and I wanted to share it with you all.
Marianne bit her lower lip and looked elsewhere, knowing the bomb she had just dropped
"Wha - !" Bog jumped and stopped dancing for a moment. "Really? It's great!" And when the fairy didn't look back up or made any sign of response he started to panic. "It isn't?"
"No, no, no …" Marianne sighed and pulled him to keep dancing once Sunny got back to the stage. "I knew this was coming someday. I guess it took me by surprise as… as fairies don't usually get crowned without being wed."
"Oh."
"I thought that it would happen much more in the future… Back with Roland, I would have had a chance to get used to being married before succeeding my dad."
"And… and now?"
"Dad found an old law that allows me to be Queen alone," she sighed again. "I should be happy as it's exactly what I wanted, but…"
Bog gulped. "But?"
"But everything's changed, Bog. An union between kingdoms like ours it's… it's too soon for our people. We have barely got approved a treaty of peace! How can we be together if it compromises what I'm supposed to look after?"
Bog didn't answer straight away. He just stood there watching her barely trembling lip before she bit it to hide the fear. He knew this was going to come up sooner or later, but he wished that they had more time to prepare.
"You have time before getting crowned, right? It doesn't have to be tomorrow."
"Yeah," she sniffed a bit. "But it can be within the month."
"And you feel like you are not ready." She shook her head. "The tell King Dagda. He will understand."
Marianne chuckled briefly.
"I think he searched for that old law because he wants retirement already. He is complaining all the time about me not taking the throne yet and that he needs a vacation."
"I could understand that." Bog nodded and laughed with her attempt at lightening the mood.
"You know what's the funniest part? He always said that I needed a proper King at my side," she snorted at the obvious irony of the situation.
"Well…" Bog guided her on another twirl with a deep chuckle. "He got his wish granted in the end."
The plan worked perfectly.
Not much later, Roland made an appearance and tried to play it cool. Dancing not too near Marianne, making "secret" signs to Sunny, hiding disgusted glares at the goblin that dared to dance with his future bride…
Sunny had told them that Roland managed to get him into the scheme because he was desperate to get Dawn to at least like him. He was to use it on Dawn and they supposed that Roland would use the commotion to use it on Marianne.
She was to play the defenseless part, not that she liked it much, as Bog painfully distracted Dawn into a more secluded part of the dancefloor to force Roland out into the spotlight to gain the attention of a seemingly distracted Sunny. Then, once Marianne had managed to be on her father's sight as well as near enough to Roland to tempt him into using the potion, Sunny would throw it to him on the pretext of not being able to open it.
The idiot bit the bait and the whole fishing rod.
He opened the cap and dusted Marianne with the pink powder to the horror of King Dagda, who recognized the potion even if he never had the disgrace of seeing it in action. Guards were called immediately as Marianne coughed the disgusting dust out of her lungs, opening her eyes to a crazed Roland trying to shake the guards' grip on his arms.
"She will love me!" he screamed, waiting for her to make a move in his direction.
"What's the meaning of this!" The Fairy King shouted.
"Marianne!" Dawn screamed, running to her sister. She was having a nice conversation with the other King (more like a monologue with awkward responses from the monarch) when she saw everything that happened.
"Is that a Love Potion?" Dagda asked Roland with a frown.
"I - I mean," Roland tried to explain when Marianne gasped and fully opened her eyes. "Marianne! Marianne! Look at me! Your one true love!"
The fairy blinked a few times and smirked.
"You missed, idiot." And punched him in the face.
"Marianne!"
"Daughter!" Dawn and Dagda shouted at her unladylike act.
"What? He deserved it," the princess sighed and looked at her dad. "This… idiot," she pointed at the blond fairy with her chin, "tried to Love-dust me. After everything he did, dad."
"How could you accuse me of- !"
"Shut it, Roland. I saw you with the potion," Roland stopped fighting and relaxed, knowing when he was defeated. "Where did you get it?"
"The elf...," he looked at the approaching form of Sunny, "he got it for me."
"Only the Sugar Plum Fairy knows how to make it. And she is imprisoned in -" Dagda gasped and looked at Bog, who was fidgeting and trying to make his presence less noticeable. "You knew what was happening, didn't you!" he frowned and took a step in the goblin's direction. "You knew that an elf broke into your kingdom and didn't tell me! How could -!"
"Dad."
"Not now, honey," Dagda didn't even look back at his daughter, too busy glaring at the goblin.
"But, dad -"
"What!?"
"He told me what happened. We planned all of this, actually," she took the pink bottle from the King's hands and poured some dust into her hands. "This isn't even real Love Potion."
The Fairy King blinked and looked at her daughter and the other monarch with thawed fury.
"To my office. Now."