Two Song Suggestions and two POV's. And even though the second is told from Farley's POV, the second song choice is told from Mare's.

SWEEPSTAKES is still going. Also, I apologize for any typos. I procrastinated.

Song Suggestion 1: fOoL fOr YoU by ZAYN

Maven

"She's manipulating you."

I just roll my eyes. Since Mare's been visiting, my mother has appeared less frequently. But ever since the last time she visited, the illusion has made it her mission to annoy me.

"I've made a lot of progress with her help," I say. "You've been dead for months now and look how far I've come."

She only scolds me like I'm a child who refuses to eat their vegetables. "Yes, and the kingdom is certainly in superior shape," she replies sarcastically.

I look up to see her standing in front of the mirror in the living area of my Chambers. This time she's dressed in her house colors and she's fixing the complicated arrangement of ash-blond curls.

"Just when I think you finished cleaning your messes you go and make another one," she says.

"She kissed me," I counter. "Not the other way around."

"But did you have to kiss her back?" She makes a look of disgust, which doesn't surprise me. "Don't you see she's is using your illness to control you. She knows that your obsession will keep her in your good graces. And as soon as she has what she wants she will throw you away. Kissing you is just part of that plan. To give you false hope. To distract you."

"No," I'm shaking my head. "I know her, and that kiss wasn't thought through."

"You foolish boy! How can you be so blind." I flinch out her outburst. And for a moment I think the guards might come in, only to remind myself that this is all happening inside my head. "She doesn't love you!"

"Don't you think I know that. I don't care."

"But you care that she's been with your brother."

I don't respond. I try to swallow but a lump forms in the base my throat.

"She's visited how many times? And you've never asked her."

"You don't ask a question you don't want to know the answer to," I whisper. "But…"

I don't know if I should say anything. A part of me doesn't want to make it real. And even though my mother is just a figment of my imagination, I still feel the urge to share my suspensions. She's the only person I have to confide in.

"She's been different the last few times she's come by," I say before I can stop myself. "Something's changed. Dramatically. And the last time I saw someone change that… quickly..."

Mother furrows her brow, confused but also intrigued.

"But you've never come across anyone like that. She hates us. And even if they share the same colored blood, what makes you think she'd allow it? Do you think she was forced?"

"I don't know. From what we gathered from her first interrogation is she didn't know much about the Scarlet Guard. She was kept in the dark most of the time."

"Yes, but she said that she's close to the leader of Monfort. She might not be in the dark anymore."

"I don't know. I just know that in my experience," I send glare mother's way. "A change like that doesn't come naturally."

"It takes the skill of another person," she says.

"It takes a whisper."

Song Suggestion 2: Control by Halsey

Farley

There is something terribly wrong. I'm not sure what they did to her, but Mare is losing herself. I can see it. But it wasn't until I saw her last training session that I was sure. Being on Storm Hill is too dangerous for anyone except for an electron and maybe Davidson. But as of late the Hill has become louder and flashier with purple.

During their practice, I maintained a safe distance and watched. I don't understand much about their ability but I know when someone isn't holding back and Mare is certainly doing just that. She moves with a ruthlessness I've only seen once. My eyes begin to water as I think of Shade. But I blink them away and force myself to focus. I might not have been able to save him but I'll be damned if I lose another Barrow.

Mare's backed one of them into a corner. But all three of them are far more experienced. Before she sees it coming, Mare is knocked to the ground by a green whip of lightning. She lands on her stomach, but instead of immediately getting up she raises her hand and shoots back, wasting no time.

They continue like this for another ten minutes before the girl I believe is named Ella, calls for a break.

Mare sees me as soon as she walks away from the group. She looks confused as to why I'm here but makes her towards me.

"Hey," Mare says as she wipes sweat from her brow. "What's up? Is anything wrong?"

I rarely show any emotion, but these days when it comes to Mare, it slips to the surface.

"I need to talk to you."

If Mare is worried she doesn't show it. Infant she maintains her look of confusion.

"About what? Did I do something wrong?"

She tries to hide it, but I manage to catch a glimpse of fear in her expression.

"Not that I know of," I say, making my meaning clear.

A flush creeps up Mare's neck as if she's embarrassed.

"You've hardly spoken to me since taking this on. And at first, I thought you may not want to. But then I saw that you and Davidson seem very close lately. Do you not trust me?"

"I do trust you, Farley. Sometimes it's just...hard."

"I'm here Mare. But I need you to confide in me so I know you're alright."

Mare just shakes her head, her eyes cast down in thought. "You wouldn't understand."

"Then make me understand." I grab onto her shoulders but I quickly pull back as a small spark shocks my hands.

"Sorry," she mumbles as she crosses her arms. "That happens after training."

I shake my hands and I look down on Mare. She looks like she's caving in on herself.

"Talk to me, Mare."

She shakes her head again, "I...I-" She takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out. Then she meets my eyes.

"I was so close to not escaping Maven that day of the wedding. If it wasn't for Evangeline killing those guards…" She moves her hands to wipe her now moist eyes. "She said she'd let me leave if I promised her one thing. That I wouldn't kill her brother."

Now it's my turn to take a deep breath and it flares through my nose as I let it out.

"You what?"

"And I was so desperate to get out of there, I promised her. And now here we are working with them. I'm so sorry."

I turn away from her, and I clench my fists. But I do not walk away. How could she do this? That bastard, Ptolemus, took so much from us. I'm angry at Mare even though I know in the back of my mind that it was her best option. But part of me wants her to break her promise and do it anyway. But then I'm sure Evangeline made a promise to Mare as well. She probably threatened her family as well. And even though they are safe here on base, doesn't she wouldn't put it together. And then Volo Samos will use every resource at his disposal to avenge his only son. Besides Clara is part of Mare's family now. She would be put in danger too if Mare broke her promise and got caught.

I'm about to turn around and give best shot comforting her when I hear Mare shift on her feet. And when I turn around I no longer see tears in her eyes or any hint that they were there in the first place. Her demeanor has turned into the person I saw on Storm Hill just a few minutes before: merciless, bloodthirsty and close to mad.

"I have a plan," she says simply.

Her eyes are wide and her jaw clenched. And if I saw that look in her eyes when we first met I might have hesitated to recruit her. It scares me.

"And that is?"

"A loophole." She cocks her head to the side and I pretend that I'm not unnerved by her not blinking. "How are you with knives?"