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And so she had become the Forgotten Queen of the Trooping Fae. Her grandfather's passing had come at a price and now she was some sort of royalty she didn't quite understand and Fin had gone blind again. It was nearly too much to take but Pippa was carrying on. What else could she do? The facts were the facts and no amount of fuss would change it. And she'd tried. She had power coursing through her now, all the time she felt it, and she'd tried to restore Fin's sight. It didn't work. Of course not. Why would it?
And then the dumb twit had gone back to stay with his stupid boyfriend. Pippa was outraged about that and she'd told Fin so. And that didn't work, either. Of course not. And so on that front she bit her tongue. Fin knew how she felt. It had little to do with keeping him close and everything to do with keeping him out of the treacherous prince's arms.
Pippa sighed softly and looked at her mobile that had just chirped. He newest client wanting a progress report. She needed something more concrete and so she sat down at the cafe on one of the dwindling nice days of the London summer, and she texted her client back.
It was striking, just how much she looked like Fin. And, of course, she'd been all over the papers thanks to the paps hounding Fin about his drug use and his blindness. The gentleman at the next table actually had a copy of the daily rag and she smiled at the photo on the cover.
If only life could be as dramatic as the paper made it seem. If only being queen meant something...
And then the dumb twit had gone back to stay with his stupid boyfriend. Pippa was outraged about that and she'd told Fin so. And that didn't work, either. Of course not. And so on that front she bit her tongue. Fin knew how she felt. It had little to do with keeping him close and everything to do with keeping him out of the treacherous prince's arms.
Pippa sighed softly and looked at her mobile that had just chirped. He newest client wanting a progress report. She needed something more concrete and so she sat down at the cafe on one of the dwindling nice days of the London summer, and she texted her client back.
It was striking, just how much she looked like Fin. And, of course, she'd been all over the papers thanks to the paps hounding Fin about his drug use and his blindness. The gentleman at the next table actually had a copy of the daily rag and she smiled at the photo on the cover.
If only life could be as dramatic as the paper made it seem. If only being queen meant something...
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"All the more reason to give it a go," Pippa offered. "But I'm sure whatever you do it'll be something you enjoy. You've still got a year, there's no pressure."
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She waved vaguely and looked to the ceiling.
"I thought I'd be prepared for this. I really did. But it's all...a lot."
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Implied also that she knew about what had happened with Fin's eyes.
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"Did he tell you everything?" she asked. "Because our whole lives have been turned upside down and it's a bit hard to find our feet."
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Pippa sighed heavily.
"Willy," she said derisively. If it wasn't absolutely low class to spit on the floor she would have. "If I could do anything about that I would. Maybe I can, eventually. When I get a better handle on what I can do. But, then again, I don't want Fin to resent me. I just want him to be free to choose and not have the threat of actual death hanging over him."
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She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. "I just got so upset so fast that it shot right back around to numb. That goddamn fucking cunt nigger fairy." It was, actually, completely disconnected from Willy's current borrowed skin color. That was just the best Sunny could do to express her utter loathing in words utterable by human tongue.
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"Yes. And so, you see, I'm upset. But it does no good to nag Fin because despite it all I can see he does love that twat. Since he's been seeing him again he's a bit more robust, if not happier exactly."
She sighed.
"There's just so much happening all at once."
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She had not been in love, true, but that didn't mean there were not people she loved like blood of her blood. If any of her Oha coven were to do such monstrous things to her, or she to them, she would rather the both of them died tomorrow.
But there were years of history behind that, too.
"If there's anything I can do," she said, "I want to help." Though she had no idea how to undo that kind of bond, nor even if she could ever look Fin in the eye if he actually freely chose Willy.
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"If I think of anything I'll let you know. But I'm new to all of this and there's rules and bonds and pacts and deals and so many things I don't understand. And no one's going to come along and give me a primer, I'm sure," she replied. "It's nice to know I have someone on my side in all this."
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All the same, she didn't want to humanize him, either. Finding out from Phouka that he was the baby sibling, like she was, had started her on that mistake.
"Anything I can do to help your sanity in the meantime?"
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"I don't know," Pippa said with a rolling shrug of her shoulder. "Honestly I'm just trying to find out all I can about Trooping fae and what it even means to be the queen of a bunch of nomads and refugees. It seems, to me, to be a powerless position. But I'm probably wrong because why else would grandfather broker such a deal?"
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"The queen really has all the power on the board, anyway," she said. "I'm sure it will come about that I'll be tested and then I'll know just what my role is."
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"That's where I'm at right now. I need to know...but I feel like I ought to have a guide and I've not the faintest clue where to find one," she replied.
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