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Chapter 7: The Lunar Tide

Serenity was like a lioness in her den, walking from one end of the room to the other. She had told her scouts that she couldn't be bothered by their questions and inquiries, thus asking them to leave immediately. A servant entered the room suddenly and announced that Prince Endymion was there to see her. She bid him in with a nod of her head and then sat down in a chair, grabbing a book that was placed on the table. It was a text on being a courtesan. Of course she would pick this up … it was the perfect reminder for the prince as he walked in.

He bowed to her with his hands behind his back, "I apologize for not bringing this issue forward with you. However, you and I haven't been able to communicate with each other so much as to get to know each other at all. We're practically strangers."

She slammed her book shut and glared up at him, "Who is this mistress you have in your grasp?"

The prince sighed and sat across from her in a chair, "Her name is Catherine. She's from a country a little ways from here. Her brother and I battled against one another a year ago and I took her as my prisoner. We fell in lust and it's been nothing more ever since."

"If you are like that with a mere prisoner, what will you be like with women in your own court?" she asked.

"You think my attention is so easily divided?"

"Yes."

"If you wish, I can end this relationship before we're married."

"It should have ended when you found out about the engagement like I had done," she snapped.

"You're upset with me, and I understand, but the only thing I can do is end the affair now," he replied. He cocked his head to the side and studied her tense posture for a little bit before asking the question, "Do you think your father never had any mistresses?"

"Oh I know he had them. My mother didn't though," she replied. "That's the difference between me and her. I want to know everything, even if that detail will break my heart. She only wants to know what she has to."

"You can't possibly know everything about everyone," he scoffed. "It would ruin the fun of having a scandalous court."

"I find it would heighten the tension," she argued. She paused for a moment and then said slyly, "I could know all about you if I wanted. I had limited access under my mother's rule due to her own personality, but now that she's gone, I'm left to my own devices and I could very well get any detail I want."

"I'd like to see you try."

"Fine. Come morning, I won't have to ask you any questions. I'll just spit out facts to you. Who knows, I might come across some secrets that you don't even want your generals to know."

He narrowed his hardened gaze at her and pursed his lips before standing up, "You best be careful where you snoop. Curiosity killed the cat, you know."

With that, he left the room in a huff and – from what Serenity could detect – a little bit of fear.

At breakfast, Serenity sat alone in her living room, knowing that she was going to be approached by the prince. She only had to wait for a few minutes into eating her food to confirm her suspicions; a servant announced his arrival. She offered Endymion some breakfast from the array of fruit, toast, eggs, and meat she had, but he refused.

"So what have you learned about me?" he asked, crossing one leg over the other.

His cold grey-blue eyes studied every bit of her, trying to take this sly vixen in. She was wearing a lavender colored dress with a deep purple bejeweled bodice and a headband of matching stones. Her beasts were amplified a bit by the way the corset tightened in her body and pushed her chest up. He watched it heave up and down before she spoke.

"I could write a whole book on you," she smirked as she popped a grape in her mouth. "You were born on June 3rd, year of the white hawk. Your father was overjoyed to have you live past the age of five considering none of your previous siblings had done that. You were betrothed multiple times to several different princesses all over the earth and even at one point you were engaged to Lady Rei which she promptly exclaimed, 'Thank the God of War, Fire, and Brimstone I'm not.'

"Anyways, once you turned fifteen, you went to war for the first time … of many actually. You go to war a lot. Why?"

"I thought you would know everything," he said rudely.

"Never mind. You went on a tour of the world and even a few planets for a few years. Once you turned nineteen, you were given this royal palace in hopes of getting a queen to help fill it. Unfortunately, the princess you had planned on marrying, Diana Scott, her country raged into a war with your Golden Kingdom and it was during that time you took the high general's sister as your whore."

"You've told me things that everyone knows about," he replied. "Where are the secrets? The hidden treasures in my life?"

"Ah. Well if you want me to dispel them…"

"That's why I'm meeting with you in private."

"You killed a man who was innocent of his charges of treason when you were sixteen. The reason why you did it is because he wouldn't let his wife become your mistress. You tortured him for a week and then let him hang on the grounds that he was plotting to kill you…. Really it was the other way around," she said solemnly as she picked up a piece of toast and tore into it. "Your favorite flower and decoration is a rose, but you don't like to admit it for fear of being emasculated. Your greatest fright is dying alone and you'd like to have an heir soon … we'll see about that. Um … oh and you were victim of the sweating sickness when you were eleven, but your father didn't want to alarm anyone so they said you were studying at a private church.

"Speaking of your father, he used to beat you with his thick gold and emerald necklaces when you would talk out of turn—"

"That's enough."

"Have I gone too far? I found some other details about your parents…"

"Hold your tongue!" he shouted, jumping up from his chair.

The princess did not cower in fright, but rather just stared back at him, "I know where your prostitute lives. And I know you give her jewels, clothes, and a place to stay with servants which is why her brother hasn't come after her. I want it to stop immediately."

"Let me do it in my own time."

"No!" she exclaimed, climbing to her own feet clumsily and cursing her attire for look like a fool. "If you don't do it by the end of the week, so help me I will see to it that I do it myself."

"You?" he asked, a small mocking smile curving his thin lips. He couldn't take her seriously in the dress or crown; it was all too feminine and the words she spewed were that of a man's. "Please. You can't do a damn thing."

Her nostrils flared and she pointed to the door, "Get out. Get out now. You have angered me. You will see what happens when you enrage a princess."

"Call the national guard! Oh no!" he laughed as he exited the room.

She glared at him as he left and then asked for the servant to call in her ladies. They came in at once and she told them all to get their things together, for they were going to go to the mistress's mansion.

"Oh dear goddess of the moon…"

Princess Serenity's jaw dropped at the sight of the palace they rolled up to. It was a gold and white mansion with large steps leading to the main entrance where about ten servants and a woman dressed in red was standing; clearly the whore wore her color of passion well. Serenity silently hoped she wouldn't have to stain it with blood.

They all exited the carriage and were met by the pompous looking woman who had thick chocolate brown ringlets, "You thought I wouldn't find out about your arrival, your majesty?"

"I had every intention of letting the prince do this himself, but I'm an impatient woman," she replied. "Lady Catherine, will you not show us inside?"

She eyed the princess for a moment before leading the way up into her realm. They followed her down to a few twists and turns, making their way into a large room with huge candles, an overpowering smell of lavender and vanilla, and a bunch of paintings plastered across every wall… of herself.

Serenity tried not to cringe and instead, held her hands clasped tightly as she prepared herself mentally for what she was going to say. She had changed out of her ridiculous gown and into a more free flowing dress that she stowed away in her luggage from home. It was deep blue satin with silver embroidery and pearls sewn in. She had the high waist, a long flowing skirt, and could easily move about in it if she wished.

"The tact and respect that you show is disgusting," Serenity mentioned. "It's probably one of the few things you should have changed."

"Should have, your majesty?" Catherine asked, sitting down in a chair in the middle of the room. She removed her shoes from her feet and then lifted her leg up, exposing the whole thing all the way to the upper thigh.

Serenity rolled her eyes at the gesture of overt sexuality, "Yes, should have, past tense. I am here to tell you that you must return to your family, leave this kingdom, and never seek the prince out for anything ever again."

"Has Endymion asked for this himself? I would like to see proof."

"My word is proof enough. I am his fiancée."

"That means nothing to me. You're not even of this world. You have no power here."

"Don't I?"

Her eyes turned to slits and she lifted her pointing finger up slowly toward the mistress. She flicked her hand swiftly and with an unexpected move, the chair she was sitting was pulled out from underneath her and she fell to the floor. Serenity didn't stop there though; she took both hands now, twisted them in the air and the seat started to break apart and fly into the roaring fire as though she were doing it herself. Once it was all done away with, she opened her eyes all the way and exhaled loudly.

"What was that about power you were saying?" she asked with a tilt of her head.

"So you can do magic? What's your point?" Catherine growled as she stood up to her feet.

"My point is that if you don't do as I say, I'll come back tenfold. This was just a little taste of what I'm capable of. Don't underestimate me, my lady. It will be your downfall."

She watched as Catherine bowed to her and then strolled out of the palace, wanting to return to the Golden Castle before word reached to Prince Endymion as to what she had been up to. However, tongues seemed to flick a lot faster than horse's hooves would allow and when she entered the grand hallway, she was greeted by a rough hold around her arm and was dragged into Endymion's private chambers by the force of his hand. She was thrown across the room a bit, stumbling to a halt and regaining her composure rather quickly. She turned around, lifting her chin up in the air as though to taunt him to come and slap her if he had the urge.

"How dare you! You want to try and defy me? All hell will be unleashed at your feet if you do!" he shouted.

"I tremble with fear, your majesty," she replied snidely as she bowed to him with a mocking grin.

"This engagement is off! I'm going to notify my parents at once and you will be gone by the morning!" he exclaimed.

She watched him leave while biting her finger and eyeing his billowing fur and leather cloak. He was just as stubborn as she was, if not more so. Serenity was soon joined by her scouts who asked a bunch of questions as to what had just happened between them. She merely shrugged and walked back to her room with them following. She wasn't worried in the slightest bit about being sent back to the moon; it would never happen. This kingdom, from what she had heard, could not afford another war without the support of the moon.

Endymion bowed down in front of his parents who were sitting in the throne room that afternoon, entertaining guests from all over. They bid him to rise immediately and he begged for them to go into the back room for a private discussion. They did as he asked and led the way into a large stone room with wooden panels, tall windows, and a huge dark wood table that had an array of cheese and crackers. His father munched on some of the food while listening to his son's complaint.

"Serenity disobeyed me," he announced.

When he didn't continue any further, his mother laughed at him, "And?"

"Well, she's not supposed to do that," he stated with little confidence.

"You can't tell a woman of her stature what to do," she replied with an arched eyebrow. "She has a lot more power than you, son."

"She went to Lady Catherine's palace and told her to return to her family! She shouldn't have stepped over that boundary!"

"Why? Someone had to do it!" Queen Rhea replied. "Lord knows your father wasn't going to."

"He's allowed to have a girl on the side," King Cronus shrugged.

"Not if Princess Serenity disapproves," she corrected him. She looked back at her son and sighed, "Endymion, darling, we are at a very weak point in our reign. It does not help you in any way, shape, or form to upset Serenity. She has the upper hand right now. Use your charm that you have been known for to your advantage." The queen stood up and clasped the prince's hands in her highly jeweled ones, "Love, Lady Catherine is simple woman of no means who cannot help you rise up to your full potential. It needed to end sooner or later."

He did his best to force a smile on his face and bowed to his parents. He left the castle feeling weaker than ever; this woman was getting under his skin like a leech. It would be stupid for his power, the kingdom, and his future reign to argue with her. But this princess would surely tear out every fiber of his spiritual being with her sharp talons and teeth. It was time to make her fall in love with him like he had done to so many other women. They were all the same after all, were they not?

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