[The Ringmaster has to think about how to explain it. There were so many emotions involved at the time, and it was so long ago.]
Once the Winter Queen was gone, the Maiden was the only one in line for the throne. The Court was helpless but to begin plans for her ascension... Despite her hand in things, she would be Queen. That was everything we'd hoped.
But... she had helped me. She was there when the Queen was slain, and she'd lent me her power to do it. And, some members of the Court... they realized that, too.
As she readied to take the throne, attention turned in her direction. Some of them were angry, but there was no undeniable proof of her involvement. The story started to change. I never lied about what I had done. I believed it to be a necessary part of the cause.
I guess... as Winter saw the vulnerability of her position, she started to deny her involvement in the assassination... going as far as to act as if she'd never wanted me to do it in the first place. I spoke to her only once after that point, trying to ask why. She told me that it was necessary. That's what she always told me, that things were necessary.
Maybe everyone thought it was easier to blame a rogue Wyld Fae than the first in line for the throne. Both Courts wanted me dead and... I felt like she wouldn't help me. So I left. The Summer Maiden couldn't bear it either, so she took her followers as far away from Arcadia as she could, using her power to make a home for them.
I wandered the multiverse until I figured out how I could do the same for myself.
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[The Ringmaster has to think about how to explain it. There were so many emotions involved at the time, and it was so long ago.]
Once the Winter Queen was gone, the Maiden was the only one in line for the throne. The Court was helpless but to begin plans for her ascension... Despite her hand in things, she would be Queen. That was everything we'd hoped.
But... she had helped me. She was there when the Queen was slain, and she'd lent me her power to do it. And, some members of the Court... they realized that, too.
As she readied to take the throne, attention turned in her direction. Some of them were angry, but there was no undeniable proof of her involvement. The story started to change. I never lied about what I had done. I believed it to be a necessary part of the cause.
I guess... as Winter saw the vulnerability of her position, she started to deny her involvement in the assassination... going as far as to act as if she'd never wanted me to do it in the first place. I spoke to her only once after that point, trying to ask why. She told me that it was necessary. That's what she always told me, that things were necessary.
Maybe everyone thought it was easier to blame a rogue Wyld Fae than the first in line for the throne. Both Courts wanted me dead and... I felt like she wouldn't help me. So I left. The Summer Maiden couldn't bear it either, so she took her followers as far away from Arcadia as she could, using her power to make a home for them.
I wandered the multiverse until I figured out how I could do the same for myself.