[color=f49ac2]“Ethan…”[/color]

“And here I thought you had forgotten me.” Ethan fake pouted as he looked Iris up and down with his one working eye, “I must say I am impressed you made the decision to return to us. I thought you’d be living up the high life with your [i]fairy-tale[/i] ending.” 

[color=f49ac2]“What fairy-tale ending Ethan? The one where I become Queen and live happily ever after?”[/color] Curling her hand into a fist knowing that this man was every bit insane, and no words would hurt him, and she doubted she could even get a good hit on him without him catching it and punishing her for even trying. 

“There it is, that sense of humour I [i]dearly[/i] missed from you.” Clapping his hands slowly, patronising her in every sense because he had won. Ultimately, she had returned home to him, to the run-down districts to save that new King that had barely grown up yet. Deep down he knew it was mainly because of Maisie and the need to save Caspian because for some reason she had felt guilt for sticking to the original plan of liberating the districts. “It’s adorable you’d even think that there could have been a happily ever after between you two. As if a King would marry a poor girl from the districts. Maybe if you were a simple commoner, but you are the daughter of the rebellion. You nearly ended the monarchy.”

[color=f49ac2]“I didn’t! That… I don’t think like that.”[/color] Sighing heavily as she glanced down to the floor shaking her head to herself because no one would understand it, Ethan was just here to remind her of everything she lost. Questioning herself for a split second to why she had even returned here, but she knew it was better for his safety. Even if Ethan hadn’t threatened her to come back home Jacob had found out, she’d very well be in prison or thrown back here without a say in it because he didn’t think she was good enough for Cas. Another truth she hated but knew deep down it was right. [color=f49ac2]“How did you even know I was here?”[/color]

“I have eyes everywhere and when someone told me there had been movement here, I knew you’d returned. I thought I’d save you the trouble in having to find to me.” Grinning to himself rather proudly, the rebellion may be small now, but he still had loyal and faithful people working round the clock to aid in their cause. “I thought I’d give you a choice of following willingly, or if you’d prefer me to drag you to our new base kicking and screaming that can be arranged.” After all he wasn’t planning on letting Iris out of his sight, not when she was about to become a key player in his plan. 

[color=f49ac2]“Is Maisie there?”[/color] Iris asked tentatively wanting to know her friend was safe, that he hadn’t done anything to her. Watching his movements and the nod of his head to her question she exhaled softly relieved to know that Maisie was okay. [color=f49ac2]“I don’t plan on fighting. There’s no point.”[/color] Dejected without the will to bother Iris knew she’d just follow him back to whatever base it was. Go along with whatever he wanted because it would make her life easier out here. 

“Good choice.” Smirking to himself as he outstretched his hand to Iris waiting for her to take it, to agree to follow because he had won. In his mind he had won the fight already and sure he had to put the plan into motion but the new King wouldn’t stand a chance.