Snow Ebony
"Why must she be so gorgeous?"
I look at the young girl playing at my husband's
feet. She has his expressive, thick eyebrows
long, slender height
and aquiline nose, but
"She looks more like Aminata than me, thank the Gods!"
Her mother's large, bright eyes
dark and unruly hair
and deep brown skin
mock me across Marianne's features
"Silly Avita, the Crown Prince will marry me and
we'll both move into the palace and live there!"
I bite my lip.
That was before Aminata's parents
mercilessly threw me out
"She has stolen the family jewels, Frederic! Filth as such
will not stay under this household"
The blanched look on their faces as
their former servant girl
was announced as the Prince's Bethrothed
almost sufficed for all the damage-
but there's still work to be done.
The girl looks up at me,
toddles over
drops wooden horse at my feet
She smiles, a full
parody of my childhood playmates.
Fully aware of the court,
judging my every action
I pick up the toy and smile
gratefully
"It's wonderful to see you all geting along
so well"
Evienne's eyes crinkle up
at the sight of
his new wife and his daughter
playing together
"For the cause, Avita, you must infiltrate
the palace in order to tear it down from the inside"
I have done that already,
readily voluntering myself
as retailiation.
Reinventing myself as Lady Avita Claudette Perignon,
I wooed the Prince,
comforting him after his wife's death
Now I must play the long game
plot until the moment is right,
and we can pull all the strings down and
collapse King Bastius' government. But
before any of that is to happen,
The girl and her father
must die too.