Red Queen

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Princes of Norta || Tiberias Calore VII, Maven Calore

I will not be controlled by people living on borrowed time and stolen thrones.

- Iris Cygnet, Princess of the Lakelands and Queen of Norta.

Mare Barrow// Mareena Titanos, The Red Queen

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“I now see what my grandson saw in you.” 

I flipped around to see Anabel Leralorn standing behind me. Her uniform was clean and pressed. I feared that if she moved in anyway, it would crack and fall off her. I couldn’t imagine how I looked to her, grimy and dirty from my training. I raised my chin at her though, and said, “And I see exactly who you are too.” 

Her brow raised in surprise at my tone, and I see the glint of the small tiara she wears, and I’m forced to remember that she was a queen, long before Elara was one. But I’ve killed one queen, I can’t imagine that killing another would be that much harder. She approaches me like a cat would another, her eyes hard. I had seen that same look on Ca- Tiberias, I’d seen the same look on his face once before too. She narrows her eyes at me and says, “And what do you see Miss Barrow?”

“I see a woman so desperately holding onto the past, that she’ll put her favorite grandson up as a target for everyone to shoot at, so long as the traditions she’s used to stick around a little longer.” I smirk, feeling my scars pull in my neck. I could care less whether or not she obliterates me on the spot. If she does, she starts a war with the Guard, and with Montfort. For the moment, I’m untouchable. I relish in that too, and feel my lips pull into an even bigger smile where her eyes go cold. 

“You have a nerve that I dare say is dangerous for your own health and wellbeing.” She whispers, her voice so dangerously low, that I can almost hear the cracking of rocks underneath it. Straightening my shoulders even further, I say, “Maybe that’s why he had such an interest in me. Boys seem to like it when they find a girl who does the opposite of what they’re used to. They like games that are dangerous.”

“Which is why he will not be speaking with you anymore.” She warns, the side of her lips twitching into a half smile as she continues, “He knows that you are simply a distraction. His final goal is in front of him, and your are simply a hurdle he has to get over. I will push him over it if I have to.” 

“He might trip over me then,” I reply with a laugh, and then shaking my head say with a smirk that makes my cheeks ache, “Your grandson is twenty-one years old now. Surely he can handle himself.”

“Boys make hasty decisions at that age. They think with a different body part than their brain. Cal’s judgement is simply impaired.” 

“I don’t think I’m the one causing that impairment,” I reply with a shrug, “In fact, I personally thought he was thinking very clearly when he was with us. Maybe, just maybe, being here is clouding his judgement.” 

She laughs at me, and the slight tinge of hope in my voice. I want to beat myself into the ground for it too. She shakes her head as she goes to pass me, her eyes like gold as she replies, “You stupid girl, he was born for this. He is a king through and through, it courses through his veins, it’s in his very blood. You were a passing fancy, a little bit of excitement. Now the real show begins, you’re time on stage is over, I suggest you find your way off of it. Let the real players take over.” She starts down the hallway then, her shoulders back, proud in her belief that she’s successfully destroyed me. I wonder if she knows that Tiberias came looking for me last night, that our tussle in the sheets had been nothing if not electrifying. I wondered if she knew that I still had him wrapped around all my fingers. I grinned to myself as she walked away, and then said, “You stupid woman, we just finished the first part of the play, you’re a little late to the show.” 

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chapter twenty-two | king’s cage

Favorite (and most heartbreaking) Marecal moments

“Thief,” he says, a strange surprise in his voice. I blink at him, fighting the urge to laugh. I don’t even have the strength to protest. “Obviously.”

@vaveyard

Cal: Hello, little one! Oh, you are so cute! Look at me. I have a teddy. Do you wanna play with the teddy? Yes?

Farley: Aaaaawwwwww! Look at you! So tiny and cute and... oh, you are adorable!

Evangeline: Well, a child. It's cute. Should I... *child tries to touch her* Wait! Don't touch me! Elane! Help me!!!

Iris: Nortan babies are ugly.

I was rereading QUEEN SONG the other day and realized once again how sad Cal’s childhood must have been.

According to Coriane, Cal was “a fat baby, smiling early, laughing often, growing bigger by leaps and bounds,” and according to Maven in KING’S CAGE, Cal was “always smiling and talking and laughing and perfect.” And then when Cal was only seven months old, Coriane died. The poor baby might not have understood a lot of things yet then, but he must have felt the loss of his mother. The once always-smiling-talking-and-laughing baby became lonely. He was left under the care of nannies, because while Tibe loved his son, he was too busy being king and most likely spent most of his free time sulking and drinking the pain of losing his dear wife away… until he became an angry, lonely, and heartbroken king. 

Norta needed a queen and a spare ASAP. Only three months after Coriane’s death and just a month before Cal’s first birthday, Tibe had to remarry. (Had because I think Tibe would never have wanted to get married again, only three months after Coriane’s death, much less to Elara whose guts he hated.) This time, he unknowingly married the woman who had caused the loss of his first three unborn babies and psychologically tortured and killed his first wife and who would also plot his demise eighteen years later. And so, that was how Cal got himself an evil stepmother. He had to live with the woman who had killed his mother without knowing about it. Did Elara ever mistreat or control Cal in any way? We’ll never know. Just imagining Queen Elara holding baby Cal makes me sick.

And then Maven came. Cal’s Mavey. The brother he loved with all his heart. The brother he looked up to. The brother he’d always known would make a much better king. Maven had a mother. Of course, Cal never knew Elara’s sick way of raising her son; in his eyes, his brother had a mother who loved and cared for him, and to him that was more than he could have ever asked for himself. “Cal definitely wished his mother was around. And there were other qualities in Maven that he admired and wanted, but couldn’t find in himself.” Tibe did shower Cal with so much love (to the point that Maven felt neglected) to make up for Coriane’s absence in his life, but a mother’s love is still different and cannot be substituted. Imagine how Cal must have felt all those times seeing Maven and Elara. He was envious of Maven for he still had a mother, but despite his envy, he still loved him nonetheless. But in the end, Maven betrayed him.

Cal was controlled and forced to kill his own father thanks to Elara and Maven’s scheming. He lost the only parent he’d ever known, and he will forever blame himself for his death. The horrible nightmares. (”And when do you sleep, Cal?” “I don’t. Not anymore.”) He lost the crown that was rightfully his. He was a sad child who grew up with the knowledge that he was going to be king after his father. He made that his only mission. He equated his identity to the crown. But who is Cal without the crown? Without his father by his side? Without Mare by his side? That’s what I want him to find out for himself. 

Inspo. for Mare’s gown

(Paul Sebastian)

Mare GS: Dont lie to a Liar, and Maven is the grandest liar of them all.

Mare KC: in what world would I believe anything that came out of your mouth again?

Me:

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chapter 22, king’s cage: 

his chest flushes beneath my palms, rising with reckless heat. his skin looks even paler next to mine. using his teeth, he unlatches his flamemaker bracelets and tosses them into the undergrowth. “thank my colors for the rain,” he murmurs. i feel the opposite. i want to burn.

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