A dark stormy night as a woman with long black hair as black as midnight and ruby red eyes glared up at the window, awaiting trial. She has been locked in the tower as she wonder of her fate. "Queen, Lilith, the king is here to see you."

The queen's face twisted from pitiful to hopeful as she commanded to open the door. A man with red hair and amethyst jewels for eyes stood in the doorway obviously wearing the king's clothes as to who will imitate the king but the king himself.

"My king, I know you couldn't send me away, I just-." her eyes widened at the divorce paper and she snatched it as the king stayed motionless. "This has to be a mistake. I didn't know I would be a figure head for a rebellion. my king have mercy! Derrick, how can you do this, do you not cherish our love for so many years?!" The queen knew all her luxury and attention will fade from her grasp, as she try to grab his hand. She watched as a girl with long periwinkle hair and green eyes snicker, she adorned a white priestess outfit, her name was "Fantasia Abelle" the priestess and childhood friend of King Derrick.

"What love? Fantasia, strip the queen of her powers, I released the seal on you." said King Derrick as he snatched his hand from the woman he once love grasp as she fell onto the floor.

Fantasia nods and pressed her thumb against the queen's forehead removing the magical symbol shaped like a peony that the queen wore. The Queen Lilith eyes went blank as a release of magical energy releases from Lilith back into Derrick. Lilith fell onto the floor and Fantasia smile turned a bit sinister as she watched Lilith convulsed from the reaction of the ritual. Fantasia walked over to Derrick and out of spite told him. "Lilith, might need a royal doctor, heck she might no live, might as well execute her. She once claimed she was pregnant, it might not be yours." said Fantasia as she smiled sadisticly.

"Alrighty we'll give her a full check up in the morning, then straight to the chopping block."

"Fantasia, prepare an annoucement, all maidens between the age of 15-18, rich or poor, power or no power to come to the royal ball. I will select a new, Queen. said Derrick as he slicked his red hair back and his purple eyes shot daggers at the former queen who is still convulsing on the floor as a doctor rushed in and attends to her.

"Don't disappoint me, Fantasia."

Fantasia grit her teeth and kicked the doctor. "Stop treating her!" Fantasia rage could not be contained as she thought to herself while biting her lips hard that she drew blood. "I should have been queen from the start!" Fantasia stormed out the room and as she did the storm rages.

Meanwhile in the Town of Iustita, the Duke Ferdinand mansion, a girl with eyes bearing of silver and long silver hair like the duke's humming away in her attic loft bedroom as she brush her long hair.

As she walked to her bed and prepare for her slumber, a marking on her forehead appeared a mark of a Peony.

A new bride has been found.

In Duke Ferdinand Mansion

Celine woke up to the cold splash of water dumped on her and she looked at the Duke a man who aged of 45 who had the silver hair like her but amber eyes with a beard showing his wisdom and old years. Behind him was a girl with green hair and golden eyes with wavy hair, she adorned herself as if she looks more like the true daughter of the Duke. The girl walked out from behind with a "innocent" smile, the adoptive daughter "Camila".

"Get up, you trash daughter. Your younger sister wants her hair done. You both have been summoned to the bridal chosing."

said the Duke coldly. "I prepared a dress for each of you."

The Duke walked away leaving Celine alone with Camila. Camila demeanor changed as she approached Celine, as her hand grabs Celine's throat.

"Oh No...not this again." thought Celine.

"Father said you will have a plain dress, no makeup, no outlandish hairstyles and you must say, you're my lady in waiting." said Camila as her smirk wideneds as she release her hand. Celine coughed and sat up in bed more to catch her breath. "Now, get me ready and don't you dare make me look like a clown." Camila walked away not even feeling remorse, a snort of superiority came out her throat.

Celine sat in bed, she reflects every morning on why her father cherish an adopted daughter over his biological daughter. Camila is not his daughter but the daughter of a ********** that seduced her father while she was pregnant with another man's child. Her father the duke, was a playboy who had many woman in his collection. There is no doubt he dotes on Camila but the looks he gives Camila sometimes are not those of a father. Camila gets everything as Celine gets nothing. Duke Ferdinand loved a woman named Selena who was of house Celeste, Celine's mother. Selena died in child birth and the Duke grew infuriated at Celine. Celine was the blame for her mother's death.

Celine was a soft and pure girl while her sister is a vixen and her father have caught Camila seducing multipe men all the time but never said anything but Celine herself only talked to a village boy. Beautiful dresses were burnt to ashes and replaced with low quality ones. Jewelry given to her younger sister. Celine doubts that she is her father's daughter but she has his hair color and facial features of both her parents.

Celine sighs as she dressed in her plain clothing as the maids pity her and the maids of Camila snicker as they walk passed her room door.

"Bastard."

"Murderer"

Camila looked in the vanity mirror and parted her bangs as she grabbed for a brush in a drawer and hairpins. She looked up quickly but did a double take as she looked at the marking on her forehead.

"What is this?" She questioned. "Whatever it is, I can't let father or Camila see it." Celine cover her forehead again and brushed her hair in neat bangs and tie her hair in pigtails. As she walked into Camila's room she was greeted with the sound of a whip as a servant was being whipped for spilling soup on Camila's floor and dress.

"Can't. Crack. you. Crack. do. Crack. anything... right?!" said Camila in between whippings. The smell of blood made Celine gag a little, Celine hated the sight and smell of blood with all her heart. The servant looks pitiful as the male servants drag her out. Camila poured a bowl of sedatives in the poor maid's mouth and whispered to the male servants who grew a smirk.

Camila looked at Celine and beckoned her in.

"You're not to tell father of this and if you say a peep, I'll chop your hair off in your sleep and hang you off the balcony for the whole town to see." said Camila as she clenched her teeth as a sinister smile grew on her face.

"I agree, dear sister, I will not tell a soul, let me do your hair and get you dressed." said Celine as she had a look of calmness but deep down her disdained soul felt bad for that poor servant girl.

Later that night

"Both my daughters are beautiful, Camila don't disappoint me even if you can't achieve being queen just be his consort. Celine you must be by your sister side as a lady in waiting or her servant at least." said the Duke as he smiled slightly at Camila.

"Yes, father." said Celine as her posture changed gracefully. "I'll figure out your motives for wanting to make, Camila Queen, more then me." Celine thought as she walked with Camila to the carriage.

Celine look of disdained is more obvious in the carriage as she got a lecture from Camila about embarrassing her.

At the castle

As the two arrived everyone shocked at Camila being extravagant and Celine being plain.

"How dare that bastard come looking extravagantly as if she was the true daughter of the duke."

"Poor Celine her father doesn't treat her right, she looks like she hasn't eaten lately."

The king watched from his terrace holding a scepter made of gold, a swirl of fire in a glass orb, with a little. crown as a decoration on top of the sceptor. resembling the former Empress expression of flare and lively attitude.

The orb slowly showed a galaxy and stars. The king looked down and his eyes laid upon Celine as she entered the palace. The mark on her forehead glowed and she took noticed and ran in as Camila yelled in the background at her causing people to look at Camila with disdain.

King Derrick smirked at the young girl who ran inside the palace. "So, my bride is a tranquil, powerful and pure soul."

"Fantasia, who's daughter is that? what family?"

Fantasia pouted and simply said in a dignified voice as she put on a graceful act, knowing she'll be damned if a country bumpkins takes her dream of being queen away.

"Her name is Celine Umbriel Ferdinand the oldest and biological daughter of the family." as Fantasia fold her arms in defense. "I heard she is a outcast and her younger sister is treated better then her."

"Bring her to me." Derrick voice becomes more upbeat yet cold.

"But your highness she-" Fantasia was just cut off by a few words.

"Did I stutter, Fantasia, I promise you can be my concubine after this simple task."

Fantasia muttered under her breath. "Yes, Your, highness." Fantasia walked away with no doubt of hidden annoyance on her breath.

Fantasia stopped and used her priestess tool a sword of pure energy that coats with stars of the galaxy as soon as it points in Celine's location and a gush of wind sends the sword flying.

Meanwhile Celine huffed in the back of the throne room, she does not know where she is but a simple bathroom. The glow intensifies, hair floating, a glow surrounds her body and the door swung open to reveal, Camila.

"There you are-!" said Camila but her eyes widened at the marking on Celine's forehead. She knew she had lost her chance of being queen and her denial turned into anger.

Celine groans as the peony mark of the queen is shown more prominently by the glow. "How?! How did you get the queen's mark?! You embarrassed me even more! You are trash! I'll tell father to make me queen and you'll get nothing" screamed Camila as she try to tackle Celine but a sword interrupts her. Begrudgingly Fantasia walks in interrupting them.

"Fantasia Abelle?! This is a family matter!! How dare you interrupt me!!" screamed Camila. Fantasia grows annoyed at the fact that Camila is screaming and being arrogant as if Camila was the Queen herself. Fantasia clears her throat and calmly speaks.

"Celine Umbriel Ferdinand! The king wants an audience with you in the main hall. please follow me and gaurds make sure you can shut this b*tch up and drag her to the main hall." as she refers to Camila who looks disgusted as the gaurds grabbed her. "Come let's get you ready, for cornation."

Main hall

In the main hall the Duke approached the king casually. "Oh, King Derrick I have two lovely daughters but I think Camila will be best suited as queen" said the Duke Ferdinand in a sinister tone.

"Ah, but your oldest daughter Celine is a beauty, she is your biological daughter it's a shame that you let your biological daughter down and you accept the daughter of a ***** in your home and maybe I'll make Celine the queen instead." said Derrick as he walked away but stopped by the Duke's change of tone of anger.

"My king what do you mean?!" The Duke exclaimed. "I'll give that bastard 30 whippings for stealing Camila's chances of becoming Queen." The Duke disdain's becomes apparent as Fantasia escorts Celine in a dress made as if it was for, a dress made for a goddess, tailored with trims of gold and silks.

Then there is Camila with a balled up handkerchief being dragged out. The King smirked and walked up to Camila out of spite. sike. He walked over to Celine.

"Everyone may I have your attention!"

Everyone turned around and looked excited for the announcement from their king.

"To this day, Celine Umbriel Ferdinand is the queen of Iustita. All hail her highness." The king gives Celine the rod as she blushes and the marking on her forehead glows even more.

"How did this happen overnight?" thought Celine as her sister is still a laughing stock, her father infuriated but he can't do nothing to the young queen and Fantasia is rage is boiling.

Duke Ferdinand stood in silence as his hand trembles as he restrained the whip in his hand by clenching it. Camila notices and cough out the cloth that was in her mouth. "Whip her daddy!! Make her give me my titl-" the Duke slapped Camila, turned to Celine and Derrick kneeling. "My queen and king, I'm sorry I'll make this unruly girl shut up."

"Daddy...you never slapped me, you slapped me for this bitch?!" as Camila is restrained by gaurds, kicking and screaming.

"My wife, the queen is not to be called a "Bitch". Duke is this how you teach your daughter. Your oldest daughter have more class!" Derrick rage boils and the participants at the ball whisper among themselves.

"I knew Celine would be queen, I pity her." said a noble maiden.

"Such a father and daughter pair...! I know Camila is such a arrogant girl finally getting disciplined." said baron.

"Celine, let's go up to my chamber tonight and tomorrow we will head to your residence to pick up your things." as the King stares at Camila then the Duke. The Duke broke out in a cold sweat as he realized that Celine's room was the attic.

"N-No need I'll ship everything tomorrow...!" Exclaimed the Duke as he dragged Camila with him back to the entrance hall and out the castle.

"Daddy, what are you doing?! I want to be Queen!! Celine should just-!"

A loud smack could be heard again outside the castle.

"shut up!" yelled the Duke as they entered the carriage and the sound of horses could be heard in the distance.

-In the King's Chamber-

Derrick attitude soften as he saw Celine looked tired, her eyes were puffy and red like she never slept and markings on her back can be viewed on her nightgown fresh whip marking from the night before. How can the Duke treat his legitimate daughter like trash. The Derrick watched as Celine flopped on the bed, usually when his concubines go to sleep before he can have them for the night he will punish them, but Celine deserved a rest.

"Celine, you piss me off, but I'll let you rest for the night, I won't let that sad excuse of a father you have hurt you any longer." Derrick moved her bangs and kissed her head. The marking on her forehead shined even more.

Fantasia watched from a crack in the door as her anger gets the best of her. "Ugh! I shouldn't have found that slut!" She exclaimed with her teeth clench as she walked away huffing and puffying.

As Derrick adjust to the new woman in his bed, he reached for Celine's face in which caused Celine to open her eyes. "What were you doing, your highness?" Celine asked curious of the man's motive.

"Nothing!" yelled Derrick as he rolled over in onto his other side.

Celine stared at Derrick's back even though he moved a feet away from him. They shared a bed...Celine blushed at the thought of what could happen if she stay asleep. "Would he have touched me?" She thought as her imagination ran wild. She rolled over and looked up at the ceiling. "All this happened in one night...I better get some sleep...I don't no what tomorrow awaits me."

Closing her eyes as a sigh leaves her lips. Celine woke up to the sound of Derrick talking to the maids.

"If anyone asked I slept with-" Then Derrick suddenly stopped talking and turned around and saw Celine on the bed with her hand pushing her hair back with her eyes close as she bath in the sunlight with a small huff.

"Damn, she's super pretty. Why didn't I notice the Maiden of House Ferdinand, before?" Derrick thought as he blushed a little then he stopped blushing suddenly and started clearing his throat.

"Melina, Merina. Please prepare the Queen to be. Dress her in trinkets and make her look like an actual Queen." Said Derrick as he walked out the door leaving two maids one of bright colored teal hair and one of dull brown hair. Melina looking like a colorful maid with a bright and peaceful personality, meanwhile, Merina looked disciplined and serious.

Celine noticed the looks of the maids and they looked obsessed with Celine's appearance.

"My lady your hair is white as snow and your eyes are of light grey pools, your appearance is lovely yet rare." said Melina as she picked up a lock of Celine's hair.

"Rare?" Celine stated as she curiously looked at the maid.

"The genes of white hair of House Ferdinand and Celeste were supposed to be supressed. But you and your father possesed that hair type." said Merina as she pushed her glasses up.

"Anywho~! Let's get our queen ready~! Exclaimed Melina who was excited as she pulled a dress of red fabric and gold trimming, a gorgeous gold chocker with a bejeweled diamond. Shoes of gold bejeweled with rubies that would get you knocked out and stolen from. A white petty coat, ruby earrings and with gold bangles . Merina did the queen's nails and hair while Melina dressed her. As soon as Merina was done with Celine's hair it was curls with a tiara adorning it with a veil, along with red nails adorned with golden ornaments.

Celine make up was light and not heavy as she must eat in the morning. Celine's heels clicked in the hall as Melina held her hand and Merina lift the dress. Celine sat in the chair at the dinning hall of King Derrick as he looked surprised at Celine's change of appearance. He slowly ate as he watched Celine struggle with her cutting ware. She was never taught at cutting things properly.

"I can't take this, anymore..."

The king got up and the servants were taken aback. As the king walked over to Celine, who was more focused on achieving her simple goal of cutting her poached eggs and approach her from behind, the servants thought he was going to kill her.

"Oh No, the Queen is a goner" said one maid.

"Is the king going to kill her?" said another maid.

Then the maids spotted something so rare that they can die. A king who didn't show much emotions was helping the queen learn how to cut foods, guiding her and feeding her.

"You eat like this" said Derrick as he guide her hand. "Then you take the bread and swirl it in the yoke."

Derrick took a bite from Celine's fork as her face flushed red and she felt flustered. "What? Your soon to be husband can't have a bite?"

Celine blushed and looked away as Derrick cleaned his mouth with her napkin some of the yoke spilling down his lip still as he liked it up as Celine peaked. He grabbed Celine's face and gently turned her to face him and cleaned her lips with the same napkin. He quickly licked the yoke off her cheek.

Celine got up quickly, flustered and scurried away as Derrick had a smirk on his face as he watched her run off and he turned to the blushing maids, throwing his napkin.

"Go find the Queen to be and bring her to the carriage outside and treat her with respect."

said Derrick as he walked outside to the awaiting carriage.

-In the castle hall-

Fantasia was walking towards the royal library as she saw Celine squatting and giving herself a prep talk. Fantasia stared bewildered at the young girl's behavior. Fantasia walked over to Celine.

"Ugh, are you ok?" Fantasia asked begrudgingly.

"Yeah" said Celine as she looked up to meet Fantasia's gaze. "Fantasia...I don't know how to thank you for last night-"

"Don't." Fantasia glanced at the girl with narrowed eyes as she walked away. "I just don't see what he sees in you."

Celine looked at Fantasia with a bit of guilt like she owes her something, but she doesn't know why.

"My Lady!" called Melina as she ran up to Celine as she snapped out of her guilt look as Melina was out of breath. "The king request your presence in the royal carriage, you're going to see your father."

Celine felt her heart skip a beat as her nerves get to her. "Don't worry Derrick will be with me." She thought as she followed Melina.

-In the Carriage-

Derrick stared at Celine and Celine sat in silence glancing at the scenery of the town. Derrick cleared his throat catching Celine's attention.

"Those whippings...Who gave those to you?" Said Derrick as she crossed his arms.

"My father..." Celine answered averting his gaze.

"Alrighty, your father will be executed by tomorrow." Celine panicked and sighed.

"Don't do it...Just leave my father alone, it was my fault for what happened that day...I accidentally tore Camila's dress in front of the whole school. Camila was so embarrassed, but she viewed it as me doing it on purpose. She told father and that's how got those whippings." Celine twiddle her fingers like an innocent child as Derrick noticed how rough her hands look meaning she has been tasked with work. She saw how slim she was and if she was handled a certain way she could get sick or injuried easily.

Derrick sighed and grabbed Celine. "I understand how you feel..." Images of his childhood of whippings, verbal abuse and competing with his siblings. "But I solved my problems..."

A muffled "How?" came from Celine.

"I got rid of them." he said as calmness overtakes him, in his eyes he recalled the day he killed his whole two-faced family at the age of 15 and was crowned King. As they pulled up into the Duke's mansion, Camila was adorned in plain clothes looking annoyed as the Duke looked at the approaching carriage nervously.

"Are you ready?" he asked her looking down and their gazes meet.

"I'm ready".