Page 106 of Royal Lies

Why?

I haven’t a clue.

Turns out the bastard had another plan up his sleeves.

I didn't know how he was doing it. Suppressing that siren's memories, but he did. I had my guesses. A ruin perhaps. I can't believe I'm even using that woman's words. She always loved coming up with the most perplexing and idiotic of phrases.

For example, the abbreviation 'ROYAL'. I don't know what it stands for but she suddenly announced it one day. Even used one of her favors to get my brother and me to use the vial word. If you ask me, the word was as confusing as my mother. Always speaking her riddles to me. Perhaps the siren might be evenmore perplexing than my mother. Because when she came up with that damn abbreviation. Didn't she know it was spelled and sounded the same as what we are royalty? Yet, that didn't stop her. At least with my mother's riddles, there was an answer to every word she spewed. With the vixen, nothing made sense.

What's more, why the hell was he so enamored with her?

Gritting my teeth, I clenched my fists against the chains I dangled from like a ragged doll. I could feel my rage bubbling. But it was no use, the little princess knocked me out with something. A potion of her own making? I'm not sure.

Whatever it was, it placed a damper on the little magic I had.

Is this karma? Was it because of my past sins? If that were true then how did Flynn-no Fletcher manage to get back his magic?This was all so confusing.

But, one thing I did understand was the chaos during the ball. When everyone was frozen for the majority of it all, cast in some illusionary bubble manifested by that half-nine-tail fox, Akasuki, I was still fully aware of the sounds and movements beyond her veil.

It was to be expected. The boy should have known she would break out of whatever lock he placed on her memories.

When it all came crumbling down he should have known about the destruction she would bring in her wake. The girl always did. She could turn a whole capital city into ruins with just a snap of her fingers. With a simple blink of her eyelids, an entire nation would be blown away.

I hated her, Everetta Scarlett Everden Gillian Avalar Viana Seraph Phoenix Siren Lion Wolf Griffin Chimera.

Not only is her idiotic name long but she was damn annoying as well. She did whatever she wanted, consequences be damned.Selfish brat.Still, it wasn't like anyone could stand up to her either. Maybe that was why the boy did what he did. Freezing her memories like that.

Then if that wasn't enough he asked me to make a magic-suppressing poison, the true reason he saved me from that prison all those weeks ago. Which was how I was able to poison her. The magic that guarded her even during sleep never harmed herself or her soulmate. Again with those loose terms. Soulmate, normally you'd think it would apply to those destined for one another. But the girl used it to define something else.

The boy was formed from half of the girl’s soul, so in other words he was technically the girl, just the male version. Perhaps that was why she was always so carefree not bothering to take into account the consequences of her actions on others. Maybe the half that went into the boy contained her sanity too. How else would you describe her antics? No sane fae would ever do the things she’s done.

A child no, she was more like a maniac on the rampage, that's one thing the boy has wrong about her. He should handle her with ropes and chains instead of the kid gloves he always wore with her. Perhaps that was why her magic was never protected against the boy. Not simply because he contained half her soul thus causing the magic to think he wasn't a danger but also because she thought he would never hurt her. Yet here they were. I smirked at my victory. Just thinking about it brought me immense joy.

I didn't even have to inject the poison myself. I snickered remembering the betrayal her "bestest of friends" caused. No, I wasn't the one to personally creep into her rooms and inject the poison, Eli did.

I can't wait to expose his little secret to his brother. Once I do that, the girl’s little heart would surely break at last. She deserved as much. She thinks I didn't know but I knew.

My brother for all his cunning and intellect couldn't make a potion for his life. So the only one able to forge and create aweapon that could cleave a soul in two was Everetta, that vial siren. That serpent-tongued vixen.

I wanted to get back at her for so long. But I couldn't. For all her smiles and laughter she was a cunning pest. She always had a protection spell around her combined with a healing and detection spell and it was nearly impossible to even get close to her let alone touch her. So I focused on my brother. The cocky self-assured king who thought nothing could touch him. He didn't have the same forms of protection Everetta did. He was the weaker target. But I lacked magic. So time and time again he always imprisoned me when my attempts had failed throughout the many courses of my lives.

You could blame me all you want. Call me a witch, drag my name through the mud. But when I saw my chance to get back at the bitch who aided my brother in the eternal death of the one I loved, I took it.

Snatching away her children in the past was never going to be enough because I did them a favor. The kids I mean. I saved them from having a child for a mother. For having to endure the miserable life they would have had under her care. Being an orphan would have been better for them than being the children of a Siren and a bastard.

It was her fault to begin with too.

She shouldn't have trusted me even after everything I said to her. She knew I hated her yet she still gave them to me. Like I said she was reckless. For all that brain power she had she was foolish and idiotic in all that truly mattered.

Still, he loved her. I will never understand why. I've tried to warn him to make him leave her. Yet every time he came back to her. Always. One thing I don't understand is why the hell was he not in his body. How was it even possible he was not Flynn? That he was not the prince, if that was true I wouldn't have wasted my time trying to keep him away from her at the ball. A ballshe wasn't even really there for. She only showed up to cause a commotion which was, as always, tamped down by the boy, the babysitter. He always cleaned up her messes.

I could feel my seething rage rising again at the duo. She always had someone by her side no matter what.

Pausing, I frowned.

Wait, if Flynn wasn’t Flynn, then who the hell was the boy in his body?

The tap-tap of footsteps echoing down the dungeon. It rang through the quite desolate halls of cages. Everything was empty of course, Flynn- No, Fletcher wouldn't have placed me in aknownpart of the dungeons. Of course, he would have done his research on the catacombs of this castle. He wouldn’t have had to do much research. He had lived here once upon a time. Perhaps he wasn't too fixated on the Siren if he was still keeping logs of the castle's dungeons. He used to playthosegames before, back when he wasn't ensnared in her villainous tongue. Then again, he did imprison me for her.

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