A Powerless FanFiction

Paedyn

I'm sitting in my room, in my head though at this point it is a dungeon. I haven't been allowed to leave in days, no visitors either. Other than Kai coming in, but I didn't fully consider that as a visitor, because I doubt that he was allowed to do that. Although this silence, this solitude, it's honestly been nice. It lets me settle with my thoughts, settle with the possible reality that I can't find my way out of this.

I pace around the room, I don't remember when my last meal was. There was a pile of plates in the corner of my room. Was this a healthy habit to ensue, no probably not but it was what I was working with. I simply could not stand to live like this, locked up in a cage with no way out. Then I looked across the room, my eyes catching on the mirror. My eyes locked with myself except rather than seeing the girl I expected with the long billowing silver hair I had had for so long, I saw a girl that looked scared out of her mind, her hair cut short in an attempt to take away the memories she so desired to forget.

I tried to rip my eyes away from the mirror and my mind away from that thought. But I couldn't not because I wanted to see it, not because I wanted to think about it, but because it was right. I was nothing. I was an Ordinary girl being forced to marry a King who just wanted her dead. I was a girl who was nothing but a hollow shell, lost her father, lost her best friend, killed the king, and fell in love with the man she could never have. Everything about my life said that I was nothing, that I was a girl that wasn't worth saving, and that I should just deal with the punishment that the plagues are giving me for disgracing them in a past life or other whatnot. But I don't think I care at this point, I know I'm a ship destined to crash and sink. I'm a ship that is just meant to implode on itself, my life is an amazing example of why that is the way it should be. I deserved to marry Kitt, not because I want to, but to make up for all the things that I have done, and a further example of every piece of my life falling apart.

I heard a knock on my door, nothing that I truly thought of, just another stupid Imperial, with another plate of food that I was not going to eat. "Come in," I said somberly. I watched as the door creaked open, expecting a guard to slowly slide a plate of food into the room. But instead, I watched a foot enter through that door, followed by a man that I did not want to see follow it.

"Why hello my Queen," Kitt said slyly as he ran his hand through his matted hair. Physically he looked worse than when I had seen him when he gave me my verdict, but also he looked healthier mentally which made me sick. I wanted him to crumble in his own despair, but seemingly with this newfound hope in torturing me forever, forcing me to be his wife was enough to make him improve.

"Hello Kitt," I said coldly. "What may I help you with?" I knew being cold and passive was not a good idea to deal with him, but this wasn't my decision, it was my stupid walls that Kai had brought down, he and Adena were still the only people other than my father that had ever brought them down.

"Well Paedyn, I came to check on my future wife, see how she is doing." He said calmly, scanning his eyes up and down me. It made me sicker than the time I was in the gentlemen's club with Kai to hide, but the way those men looked at me was just physical desire, the way Kitt looked at me, was mental and physical desire, along with a stout look of victory. But unfortunately the victory I was yet to be sure of. I scanned over him myself, using the skills my father had taught me to read him and see what I could discover with just a look. His hands were still covered in ink, so he was still grueling over paperwork in his study, he had let a stumble start to form along his face showing that he hadn't shaved, with dark circles under his eyes, hollow cheeks, and grease lining his hair. He had stopped taking care of himself.

"I'm doing as well as one would expect when they are being forced to marry, and being locked in their room as if it were a prison." I snapped. "But if you look at yourself it doesn't take a psychic to know you aren't handling the pressure of being king very well, both mentally and physically. Which is why I'm assuming you're forcing my hand in marriage. To drag me down with the ship that is your life, which I will say I was the one that put that leak in your ship, starting the inevitable" I watched as his face went red.