The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

"You are doing too much..." Her brother said in a frustrated tone but she shook her head.

"Ever since that girl stepped her feet into this place, it has been one problem or the other! I should have killed her the moment she came here. It was all my fault. But now, I am going to correct it. I will not let a witch ruin this kingdom!" She declared passionately.

Her brother looked at her as though he was staring at a crazy person. "I advise that you sit back."

"Sit back?" She asked in disbelief. "That won't happen. I have sat back long enough. I am done sitting back. From now on..." she pointed at the throne. "That... is going to be my seat."

"What?" If he hadn't already been in disbelief, he was this time as he looked at her like she had been possessed by some kind of demon.

"I am going to be sitting on that throne," she said with determination, and her brother shook his head as he stared at her in disbelief. She had lost it completely.

"That is not possible. Women have no place in the court; talk more about ruling over a court of men. You are a Beta..."

"You can't tell me what I can or cannot do!" She snapped at him.

"It is my duty as your brother to tell you the truth!" He yelled at her angrily. "You are making a mistake if you think anyone would let a woman sit on that throne," her brother said, but she ignored him.

"Aren't you angry at all?" She asked him.

"A witch ruined our family! It was a witch's curse that killed our parents! And you expect us to let her live? Can't you see she is here for vengeance? She wants to kill us all. I am sure others are working with her. They must have been planning this for years. I am sure it was their plan to kill Prince Harry. My... p-poor son–" She choked on a sob, quickly collected herself, and looked at her brother.

"You have lost your mind. I will not let you ruin this kingdom and put the lives of my children in danger. You are going to stay back and—"

"It is already too late for that." She said calmly, and at the same time, the heavy door was pushed open with force, and Damon marched inside, looking livid.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" He barked at her, but she rolled her eyes.

"Not you too, Damon!" She said it with disapproval.

"ARE YOU CRAZY?"

"YOU WILL SHOW YOUR QUEEN SOME RESPECT!" She yelled back.

"If you MEN are too fearful to do anything, then I have to step up. I'm doing what's best for the kingdom," she said, raising her chin.

"And what about Princess Tyra?" Damon asked her.

The queen sighed and adjusted the crown on her head as she said calmly, "I will never hurt my daughter."

"YOU WILL NEVER HURT YOUR DAUGHTER?!" He yelled. "You had her locked up in the dungeon!"

"That is just to bait Prince Harold and the others!" She said defensively.

"Think about it... Everyone out there cares about her. If they learn that she has been locked in that filthy place and will only be released when they get back, they will all return to the palace without putting up any fight. It's the second plan I made in case he causes trouble. I'm trying to keep the others safe!" She explained while both men looked at her as though they had just confirmed that she was crazy.

How did her brain work? What sort of mother used her child as bait? Couldn't she have left Princess Tyra in her chamber and had Damian lie to Prince Harold that Princess Tyra had been locked in the dungeon?

"You are making a mess of everything!" Damon told her, but she shook her head.

"No. I'm doing my best to fix everything, and I'm surprised that you both don't see it," she said in disappointment.

"I care about this kingdom. I need you both to trust me. Join hands with me, and let's get rid of Harold and his witch bride. I will be a better ruler than my husband was," she said, looking at both men with imploring eyes.

Both men exchanged a look, and they silently agreed that she had lost her mind and they needed to do something before she ruined everything for everyone.

"You need to get some rest. Let's talk again after you have rested," her brother suggested wearily.

"I don't want to rest. I will wait until they get here," she said stubbornly.

"I will have my lady wife serve you a soothing tea then. Something to calm you while you wait," he said before walking away from there, leaving her alone with Damon. He was going to make sure to take his children out of there the moment they returned. From the look of things, there was going to be a bloodbath in the palace soon, and he didn't want his children involved or affected in any way.

"Ask them to release Princess Tyra at once," Damon said once they were alone.

"Why? It's not like anyone is going to hurt her in there..."

"She is barely recovering, and the first thing you do is throw her into the dungeon like some criminal? What sort of a mother are you?" Damon yelled at her.

"She will be alright. Leave me. I want to be alone," the queen said dismissively as she turned away from Damon.

"I'm going to have her escorted back to her chamber—"

"YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING!" She turned back and yelled at him.

"SHE IS A PRINCESS!" He reminded her.

"AND SHE IS MY DAUGHTER!" She reminded him also.

"As the King's Beta, I have every right to control whatever happens in this kingdom in the king's absence." He said pointedly as they both exchanged heated glares.