A room full of scorch marks, a once simple spare bedroom was now covered in soot. A bed, once nice and pink was now wrecked into splinters, the mattress outright missing. A computer, lovingly bought by the guest's hosts had been completely annihilated, and a wall that once held a window, was now holding a large hole. On the only untouched surface, a mirror was displaying a woman with long blue hair, and wearing a loose blue nighty, and a humanoid lizard wearing a white sleeping shirt. The two were biding their time, watching, as a girl, a mix between the two, raged around, yelling about how stupid everyone and everything was. It had turned into mindless drivel a while ago, but they knew better than to interrupt. Finally, the girl, a fifteen year old in a pink nighty, fell to her knees, crying.

"Why?"

"We're sorry Star, but they helped us maintain peace and end the ostracization of monsters everywhere. And, the condition was a child of mine would marry one of the princes from her lands. And, she is calling it in now. If I don't agree it could cause huge ripples, and she's stubborn. I know you found a boy you like, but even if you were to lose your purity, it's decided." Star glared at the mirror.

"Mom, you sold me! You decided all this before I was even a twinkle in dad's eye! Now I have to marry someone I don't even know! This is horrible." Star lost her anger part way through, her head dropping low. Whoever this prince was he would almost certainly be like all the rest. He would find her disgusting, and abominable freak, and want her only for her throne. She felt sick at that.

"Well pumpkin, I'm working on other solutions, but for now, we need you to entertain him. You're wedding isn't for over a year so there is plenty of time to either see his true colors, or find a loophole. The best case would of course be genuine love, but we will do what we can for you. Your happiness is our highest priority."

"Then why was I sold like a cheap whore?"

"Star! That's not what happened and you know it! So don't you dare talk to your father like that."

"Now dear, she has every right to be upset. Let's give her time. This isn't easy news for anyone. However Star, we will require your presence tomorrow morning at ten sharp to meet this boy. You can bring Marco, but please, don't make a scene."

"Great. Get the news the night before."

"We didn't know before now either. But this is a boy who is apparently been smitten with you for a while, so be wary." Star simply tried to glare daggers at her parents, but she knew it wasn't entirely their fault. The otherside hadn't even held them to it until just recently. But she had only vague knowledge of the kingdom. The ancient Kingdom of Gond had been founded over a thousand years before the Butterfly Kingdom. They had assisted the Butterflies throughout their history, but an official alliance had never been created until twenty years prior when her parents convinced them to help overturn the entire ideology about monsters. The Queen agreed but the terms were never fully made public. Now Star knew why.

"I will daddy. I'll see you two tomorrow." The call ended and Star immediately let out an exasperated sigh. "Okay Marco, you can come out now." Almost immediately a latino boy with brown hair, red hoodie, and black slacks came tumbling out of her closet. He looked at Star sadly as the she stared at his feet.

"So, we can't start dating openly yet. Huh?" Star darted forward, crushing Marco in a loving hug.

"We will be together soon enough Marco. We just need this, 'prince' to dig himself a hole he can't recover from. Even if we have to soften the dirt." The two hugged as they made their way to Star's bed. As much as she would love to cement their love then and there to protect it, she had to remain pure. She couldn't risk this prince starting a war.

--

The next morning came far too soon for Star's liking. She had enjoyed waking up next to Marco but she knew this would likely be the last time she could. At least for now. She had gotten Marco's help to get her hair just right as she had gotten up too late to actually get ready herself. Now she was awaiting a portal to join her parents in meeting this prince. Like clockwork, it opened before her and she took a deep breath. Out stepped her parents. The mood was decidedly somber.

"Mom. Dad. I don't blame you. You did what had to be done for monster kind. Right?" The two adults nodded slowly in unison. "Then you have nothing to apologize for. Hopefully this will all end, smoothly. And I can date who I want to. But until then, I will at least act like a proper, bride." Star took a deep breath as her father checked a watch.

"It's time my little one. Be strong." He gave her a look of support as did Moon before all present put on their political masks. This was royal business, and until they found a loophole, this was how things would be. Moon quickly took out her royal scissors and cut a portal, shimmering a dark blue with light green streaks in it. Without a word the four stepped inside and into another world.

On the other side they were met with the sight of a castle, situated in the middle of a rather large town. Marco immediately thought of a few castle towns from medieval fairs and festivals, while the Butterflys kept their composure. Marco quickly took in the sight, building a temporary map inside his head of the probable layout as they awaited their welcome. It was a large castle and the design seemed familiar enough, seven spires, one for each corner outside and three more centralized towers of varying heights. Marco didn't have long as it took all of thirty seconds for a well dressed man to grab their attention. He wore a pompous red outfit that matched Manfred's almost perfectly.

"Welcome to Castle Overture! I am Tallgeese and I will be your guide and assistant this fine day. Now, The Queen would love to meet you quickly, but does anyone need the facilities, a snack or a refreshment before we head to the throne room?" The four in near unison voiced their thanks and declined, the man continued to smile as he bowed. As you wish. Please follow me and we can get the formalities out of the way." Without a word they followed the man into the castle. It was cozy from the get go with plenty of torches, nice, blue curtains and carpets with silver trim, and as they approached two large doors. Two guards stood on either side, one was a crab monster, the other a Newman in heavy armor. Neither blinked as the group of five approached the door, Tallgeese turning at the last moment.

"Alright, here we are. I'll introduce you in and then we can get started." With that the door opened slightly for the man, closing after him. Not one of the four moved a muscle, standing just outside of the swing radius of the door as they heard the announcement. "Announcing Her Majesty, Queen Moon Butterfly, her husband, King Toffee Septarsis Butterfly, their daughter Princess Star Butterfly, and her knight Marco Ubaldo Diaz."

"Enter, please." The sweet, feminine voice echoed through the hall, surprising Marco. It was so soft you would swear it was a whisper yet it carried with authority from what was clearly much further away. As the door opened he was proven right. It was a good one hundred feet to the Queen who sat by herself, no king or prince to be seen at her side. They approached, stopping about ten feet out with the totals bowing and curtseying, and Marco saluting.

"Welcome Queen Moon, I am pleased to see you made it. I haven't seen you in person since the Silverlight Ball eight years ago. And King Toffee, always a pleasure to see you. Your help in communicating with the Relding clan was very appreciated. Princess Star, you've grown into quite the young woman. Now, my son will be here shortly, he was delayed by a rather, unfortunate accident involving a jester, a pie, and two hundred spidergoats. It was a nightmare." For the first time the four looked at each other confused, but decided against saying anything. Best to avoid problems so early on.

"Announcing his highness, Prince Torro." In that moment a young man entered the room. He was tall, but rotund man. He looked to be in his mid twenties and had a large pie in hand. He had deep red hair that was a mess of curls and he wore a deep green ensemble that looked far too casual. The Butterflys and their knight did all they could not to feel sickened and infuriated. Their thoughts racing harder on a strategy to get this man away from their princess.

"Mother, I-"

"Silence." Every sound and thought in the room vanished. The young man stared directly ahead, eyes wide in surprise. "I already told you what today was, and who it was for. You had your chance with Dutchess Reya's daughter and you ruined that because you didn't like her voice. What makes you think I'd let you try with Princess Star Butterfly? No, we " The Butterflys calmed a bit, thankful this was not the prince they were expecting.

"But, mother I am far mor-"

"You finish that sentence and I'll have you take the 'Vow of Brotherhood.'" The man looked at her, then in a shaky voice excused himself as he all but ran out. "My apologies. He's been given several chances at finding a wife and he simply refuses to accept them. Believed it was his destiny to marry your daughter, the poor fool. He was well aware his younger brother was the choice five years ago. Now, where is that boy?" As she said that one of the guards from the inside entrance spoke up.

"Word is he was intercepted by councilor Demograd about the reformed work law."

"Oh no, not again."

"He went to the hall to end the meeting and was spotted approaching the main gate just moments ago."

"Well at least that didn't take long this time. I know he was excited to meet you Princess Butterfly, and I assure you all he'll-"

"Announcing his 'highness' Prince Reign." The Queen looked coldly down at the announcer who suddenly realized his error. "I mean-"

"He may come in and you may find a new job. Be thankful I leave it at that." The announcer waited a moment before dejectedly leaving the room. A moment later the door opened and again the Butterflys looked to the figure who walked in. He was rather tall, easily a little over six feet tall, he had jet-black hair, flawless green eyes, a decent enough face, and a lithe, yet slightly muscular build. He wore a simple red suit with black trim and silver tassels. He walked calmly up to the throne, pausing to bow before the Butterflys. He smiled warmly at Star before turning back towards the throne, approaching the steps and kneeling.

"I apologize for the delay mother. I had to disband the council for the day, for reasons I know you are very well aware of." The Queen smiled softly at the boy.

"I understand and I am also aware. You are only a few minutes late, though I must recommend you take care of all duties a little earlier in the day." She continued smiling warmly as it appeared Reign wished to speak, but he held his tongue.

"You are too kind mother."

"Now rise my son, and let us meet your bride to be." He did and the Queen stood as well, walking towards him. He extended his hand and she willingly grasped it. The two came before the Butterflys and stopped. "Let us adjourn to a more, comfortable setting, shall we?" All present nodded and, without a word, the six left the throne room. They walled through the surprisingly straightforward paths and as the more astute Butterflys quickly gathered, they approached one of the inner towers. A shorter, fatter one, and as they reached their destination they entered what they all realized was their destination.

The room itself was taller than the hallway, about twenty-five feet tall, with four chandeliers hanging down off the dome snapped ceiling. The room was large and circular, about twenty foot in each direction from the center, and the floor was marble covered in a fine carpet. There was a medium sized table with seven chairs around it and three servants next to it. All six looked confused as one of the servants approached.

"My apologies your majesty, Princess Sharah-"

"I understand from there, you have nothing to apologize for. Now where is she?" Suddenly out from behind one of the servants popped out a small girl.

"Surprise! Happy Betrothal Day big brother!" The little girl surprised all four Butterflys, not because of her jumping out, but because of her appearance. She was a small girl, probably only nine or so years old. She wore a yellow sundress, and had her bright red hair in a bun, and had her long, black sash wrapped around herself like a belt. Looking into the bun it was clear she had something under it as well. They grew suspicious of what this girls intent was as the little girl spoke up again.

"Oh, we have guests. I thought your schedules were free for the day?" She looked disappointed as she looked the guests over, a strange sense of knowing floeing through her.

"Heh, look at you, all dolled up and ready to cheer your big brother on. But sweetie, there's no reason to hide yourself in front of the Butterflys, okay?" She looked past her brother and mother and realized who was there. She gasped in amazement as her tail broke free of it's sash like appearance, falling in a wild swing behind her. She quickly darted forward, stopped only by Reign putting his hands on her shoulders. The movement caused her hair to shift and reveal a pair of furry ears on top of her head.

"Oh my goodness. It's really her. Eeeeeekk!" She was excited, trying her best to rip herself away from Reign and towards Star. This completely threw them all off guard as Reign chuckled.

"Calm down Petunia. We don't need to crowd our guests when they've barely even arrived. Especially when someone shouldn't even be talking about the circumstances." He raised an eyebrow at the girl as her tail fell flat.

"I'm sorry big brother."

"All is forgiven from me, but there are others to apologize to, right?" The girl nodded sadly and faced the Butterflys.

"I'm sorry. I got super excited my brother was getting married, especially to the amazing Princess Star I've heard so much about and I didn't control my actions. Please forgive me." She curtailed and waited for a response. One that was quickly granted. By a girl who couldn't stand to see her sad.

"I forgive you little one. We all do." Star gave the girl a smile as her tail began to move again. "Now, since you've wanted to meet me after so long, if our hosts allow, would you like to sit next to me?" The girl perked up immediately, her tail hiking so high Star was worried it would break.

"Can I mom?!" The Queen tapped her chin, humming while looking away.

"I don't know. Did a certain someone clean up her room earlier?" The little girl began to nod vigorously.

"Uh huh! Cleaned it all up myself! Though, I did get advice on how to clean the walls from Mr. Bigs." The Queen hummed again, a devilish smirk on her face as she looked away.

"Well… okay then!"

"Yay!" The little girl grabbed Reigns hand and dragged him over to Star. She offered her hand and Star took it. The ball of energy then carefully guided them to the table and sat down, making the two she had dragged around sit down with her. The sight had melted most of the tension in the room for the moment at the sheer adorableness of her actions.

"Well, I see yours is just as much a bundle of energy at that age as mine was."

"Oh yes Moon, she's a wonderful delight with all that energy. I'm just glad I had a helping hand in her responsible brother over there." The Queens and Toffee made their way to the table, the Queen sitting next to her son, Moon next to her, and Toffee next to his wife. Marco soon took the empty seat next to Star and Toffee after being waved over by them. "Now then. Tea anyone?"

--

The playful attitude lasted for over two hours as little by little the borders between people eroded. All but the barrier between Reign, Marco, and Star. The three, though not silent, were clearly the minor talking party, and not from Reign's lack of trying. He had been gauging Both of them, trying to get them to open up but to no avail. Even his little sister couldn't get a real response out of her, but she could talk enough for all of them any day. But soon, even friendly chats have to get serious eventually.

"So, your majesty-"

"Please, in this room call me Babs. Outside you must call me Queen Babs, and in my throne room Queen Babsibaraie, but here, just 'Babs' is fine good Sir Knight."

"Um, okay, Babs. But, I thought we were here to discuss, your son's courtship to Star. The room went dead silent. The energy from just moments before had vanished completely. Even Petunia had stopped eating a slice of lemon cake mid bite at his words. She slowly resumed as the room got prepared for a conversation no one was truly ready for.

"I suppose we are Sir Knight."

"Marco is fine ma'am."

"Marco then. I can assume the four of you were less than ecstatic about the sudden decision to enforce our agreement during the Reformation War. But unfortunately my hands were not free enough to prevent it. The issue comes in documents that prove it were made public by an unknown individual. As of now I only have two unwed sons, and unfortunately, you've already met both today." Star failed to suppress her shiver, something noticed by all. "Indeed. He's otherwise a good child, spending most of his time helping us see logical flaws, but women are his biggest weakness. Reign, however, has been a proponent of Monster's Rights for the better part of a decade and he has worked tirelessly without knowing about the pact until a week ago when everything went public.

From there we took action to try and discredit the claims but when the majority of the nobility started pushing with the people's support for a betrothal to happen immediately, combined with the legitimacy of the documents, we were forced to come to a hasty decision. And well, here we are."

"So this leak is the only reason this wedding is taking place?"

" Unfortunately that is correct Moon."

"Why didn't you simply state the documents were fake."

"Because of Lady Etheria vouching for the legitimacy with documents from your side."

"What! That scoundrel! She must be plotting something."

"Yes, we may be able to disrupt this whole thing just based on that."

"Maybe, but until such a time, officially, my son must marry your daughter. This is, unquestionable and rather immutable, but there is an upside. At this time, Reign is last in line for the throne for the family, as such, there is little chance that she can gain much power here."

"That is comforting, but we must tread carefully. One wrong move and catastrophe could occur. Especially with the recent return of Eclipsa and Globgor to positions of power."

"Yes, I'm surprised you were able to save Mina by using the realm of magic to summon Queen Solaria to remove the enchantment. Rather clever."

"Well, it was my daughter's idea. I'm still surprised it worked to be honest. We almost didn't have the time if it weren't for Marco here." At that, Reign picked up, a large smile on his face.

"You are the talk of every squire and knight for your actions that day. To go on equal terms with Mina Loveberry at her strongest was certainly a feat! I know plenty who want to meet you and see the legend in action. I mean, you flipped a horse!" Marco smiled smugly, the flattery doing his ego wonders.

"Yeah, I flipped a horse. And I'm really that famous? Maybe I should show off a bit of my skill then." At that, Babs quickly cut off everyone else.

"How about now? The knights who are scheduled to train today should be in combat practice for a few more hours. And I'm sure you young ones must be eager to get out and move."

"Not to mention having them seen together helps solidify the story that they'll marry while we research and discuss, counter measures."

"Read it like a book. Now come go on children. Petunia needs to get to her lessons and you three could use a break from all this." The three nodded as the lesson bound girl grumbled slightly. The four of them stood up and walked out, Petunia practically dancing around Star the entire way. The three adults looked on until the children didappeared beyond the door.

"She's adorable. And both her and her brother seem to, idolize my little Monstar. Is there a particular reason?" Babs smiled at Toffee, a warm, motherly smile as her memories fell back to that day.

"Oh yes. Petunia is interested because of Reign, and Reign's story is a little long." Her smile dropped as she thought back, but Moon was a little too curious to let it go. At least for now.

"We've got time, don't we?" Babs smiled again. And soon, she was talking up a storm again.

--

Outside the castle*

"So, where are we headed exactly?"

"We are headed to the arena. Combat training is held there as it is used as a storage depot for extra medical supplies for the nearby hospitals. If anything happens, no one is likely to get hurt badly."

"Makes sense. So do you think they'll know me?"

"Probably not by sight. Most only have heard legends, and you're currently in armor. But be prepared for lots of questions. After your story of the lowly boy who became one of the greatest warriors in history, serving the Butterfly Royal Family directly, you're a very, very popular man here." Marco was practically aglow while Star chuckled at him. As they approached a large, circular, concrete building Reign stopped and became stoic. "But quick question, how long have you two been a couple?" They stopped in their tracks, their jovial nature forgotten as suddenly Marco realized the trap.

"I apologize for the forwardness. But it's not hard to notice your feelings towards one another." He sighed, walking a little further ahead of them. "Look, just, tone it down in public. I don't want to get in the way but if people get the right idea, we may face an uprising calling for Marco's head. And, I'd like to avoid that." He continued walking ahead, taking a deep breath as he walked far enough ahead that he disappeared into one of the tunnels.

"Marco. I'm scared." Star was shaking but both knew they couldn't comfort each other right now.

"It'll be okay Star. I promise you." With that, they moved forward, quickly finding Reign sitting just inside.

"Again, I'm sorry I brought it up, but until this is resolved, we have to play our roles." His dejected voice was found as odd by both Star and Marco, but now was not the time to press such an issue.

"For now, Marco, let's meet some adoring fans. Shall we?" Marco took a moment to collect his thoughts and nodded. Reign returned the nod and led the three of them to the field. It was seconds before forty troops fell in line, leaving their current training regiments to show respect to them. An older gentleman in a fine, green outfit stood before them in moments. A thin, but long mustache on his thin, but we'll defined face making quite the impression.

"Greetings Commander." Behind him the soldiers responded quickly.

"Hail, Commander." Reign put his hand up over his heart, saluting the troops.

"Be at ease. I have brought guests today. Princess Star Butterfly of Mewni and Marco Diaz of Earth." As Star's name rolled off his tongue the troops had already started to stare at the young man with their prince. When his name was said the troops barely managed to hold themselves back. "I did say be at ease soldiers. I'm relatively sure he doesn't bite." In moments the soldiers closed the distance and surrounded the young man. Questions coming in droves as he struggled to get even a word in. Soon the mass organized and introductions began to flow. At this, the finely dressed gentleman addressed Reign.

"Well, I certainly wasn't expecting such an appearance, but if he's as good a soldier as hr is at organizing people, I can see why the Princess's family has taken him as a knight. Now, did you need me or…?"

"Not really General, though I would like to introduce you properly to Princess Star. Star, this is the council's Master of War, General Forden." The general bowed deeply.

"A pleasure your highness."

"Thank you. It is a pleasure."

"Likewise. Now I do apologize, but I must get back to the troops. Can't let them get too rough with the young hero now." He chuckled slightly as he walked away, leaving Star and Reign alone. They stayed there for a bit as they watched on, but when it became clear that Marco wanted to show off, they took a seat, just far enough away to get out of speaking distance.

"Marco and I are not dating."

"No need to lie to me princess. We just need to play this up until we're out of this mess." Star narrowed her vision at the boy. While she was pleased he wasn't going to abuse things, that tone sounded like she was a chore.

"Do you take the same tone with your sister?"

"This has nothing to do with your family history. I just hate that this has to be a show."

"... What do you mean?"

"This whole, courtship. I've adored you for a long time and truth be told until the legend of Marco, I practically begged my mother to forgive your family just to have a chance to see you again."

"Forgive my family?"

"Just, please. Let's drop it. It will all be mute when you don't have to pretend to like me anyhow." Star wanted to pry deeper, but her recent experiences showed her that sometimes, patience got better answers than rushing head first into a problem.

"Okay then. We will drop it. For now." Star turned towards the field to see most of the soldiers had taken up a circle around the general and Marco. The two were fighting with wooden swords and it was clear that the two were roughly equal in skill, but Marco appeared to be on the defensive. His every attempt to attack parried and brought back to him but Marco, using his youth, easily found loopholes in his opponent's attacks, allowing him to eventually try again. The two watched on for a while before Star decided to get to the act, and find out more about Reign.

"So, you work with the council on Monster Rights?"

"Oh yes. I was an advocate since as long as I can remember, but after an incident a few years ago I became by far the most spoken royal about them. I have worked tirelessly trying to ensure that no matter what, a monster, or half-monster, will receive equal treatment, at least from the paperwork end, and making it so that soon, there will be no legal difference between anyone based on their appearance or heritage."

"What happened to make you so outspoken on such a goal?"

"... I guess I shouldn't have expected you to remember." The comment was barely even a whisper, but Star was focusing very hard on him, trying to find where his lie was, if there was even a shred of truth.

"Huh?"

"Don't worry about it. But several years ago an assassin was out to kill half-monster royals and when he found my baby sister he decided to kill her and the half-monster girl holding her. I got in his way and nearly died as a result. But both the girl and my sister were unharmed as I created enough commotion to draw attention to the assassin. I was on thin ice physically for two months, and mom didn't let me do hardly anything for another three. After that I redoubled my efforts and was able to win over some key council members on a vote about monster citizenship. From there I've mainly done minor things, with this law being my magnum opus."

"What does the law do?"

"It prevents discrimination of workers in general fields, such as farmers, knights, or merchants, while allowing for the fact that some tasks require some prejudice, or greatly benefit from them." Star slightly glared at the boy. "Things like how monsters without hands probably shouldn't be surgeons, or how monsters that can breath underwater could be good for those kinds of jobs." Star immediately lost her considering attitude. It did make sense after all. "Now a question about you. How did you save magic and defeat Mina Loveberry?"

"Oh, well Marco, mom, Eclipsa, Eclipsa's daughter, Meteora, Tom Lucitor, and myself all teamed up, and invaded the realm of magic. At first the plan was to destroy magic, which did start, but the magic started to recover somehow. Mina traveled into the realm after us and discovered us trying to destroy magic and began to fight us. During this corrupted guardians of magic began attacking all of us. Marco and Tom teamed up and fought Mina, eventually using the corrupted guardians to their advantage. That was when Marco flipped a horse onto her, leading to them fighting. Mina won and charged again.

Marco instructed Tom to help us as there were suddenly a bunch of smaller guardians around us. Tom did, using his powers to keep us very safe and Marco fought Mina. I'm not sure how long the fight was but we ended it when we started to mess up the chant. We began a new chant and that sort of, reset magic to an earlier state. I still wanted to destroy magic, but we failed. Apparently magic is a lot weaker now for general use though."

"Huh, guess that also explains why our abilities are weaker."

"Abilities?"

"Yes, almost as iconic as the Butterfly family magic or cheekmarks, every trueblooded royal has an ability that awakens when we are between six and fifteen years old. Most of them are public knowledge, like big sis who's ability is 'Analyze'. It allows her to grab every possible detail about whatever it is she wishes to analyze. Every ability has a downside as well, hers being that it takes time and concentration to use hers, and it's based on her knowledge of what she's analyzing."

"Huh, that's pretty cool. What's yours?" Reign looked around, and after a moment answered Star.

"Sorry, mine is one of those abilities we keep hidden. It's a risk to everyone if it becomes known. If the wedding does get close, I'll tell you then. But for now, I have to leave mine a mystery." Star nodded, feeling suspicious about why he would hide his ability, but she decided to press on with her questions.

"Well, I just answered your question, so now it's my turn to ask. What do you really think of me?" Reign went to answer as a loud roar came from the arena. Placing their attention back on it, they saw Marco, breathing heavily with a wooden sword pointed at his gut. He had lost in a battle of attrition.

"Wait, how did Marco run out of stamina first?"

"Oh, that's easy, the General pretends he is running out of stamina to trick people into trying to outlast him. He's really quite strong in stamina alone. Marco would have been better off going risky over going safe."

"Heh. Silly safe kid." Star stood up, ready to go comfort her knight, and Reign stood up beside her.

"To answer your question, you're my heroine." With that, Reign walked forward and towards the crowd, congratulating Marco on a battle well fought as Star became completely puzzled. How was she the hero of this mewman prince? Deciding to keep that question in stock, she walked forward, doing her best not to simply hold and kiss her true lover in front of the soldiers.

"Well done Marco. You fought hard. I haven't seen anyone give the General a hard time since my eldest brother dueled him four years ago."

"Haha! Crown Prince Gorpa was a tough battle indeed. But you are correct young prince. Marco is a fine warrior. Given some more time I dare say he'll be the greatest I've ever met." Marco rubbed the back of his head as the soldiers mumbled around him.

"Thank you sir, but I'm not that amazing."

"Marco, the General only wears down stronger opponents. He's being genuine." Marco chuckled as he bowed respectfully towards the General. "Now then. Any further words or requests of Marco?" A few soldiers did have requests, many asking for signatures or even mirror phone pictures with him. After about fifteen minutes the trio walked out, and headed towards a new destination suggested by Star, the Monster District.

"So, why is it called the 'Monster District anyway?"

"Well Marco, officially it's the fourth residential district, however, it was in the middle of being rebuilt twenty years ago when Queen Moon began her journey to bring Monsters and Newman's together. In the end most of the available housing was in the fourth residential, so a large majority of monsters moved in there. After some time monsters moved to other districts as housing became available, but the name stuck even though now it's almost half mewman half monster."

"But it set the standard for living for monsters here for years, right?"

"Yes. It took about four years for it to really be identifiable as only a majority of monsters, instead of almost entirely monsters."

"I see. Star, do you have any questions?" Marco looked to Star, when she had originally suggested it she had meant it as a joke, and when Reign had confirmed it being a real thing, she went silent. She hadn't spoken up after saying they should go.

"No."

"Okay then. So, uh, Reign. When do we reach it?"

"Already there."

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"Yeah. The 'Monster District' is very close to the castle and the training grounds. It works out well as many monsters joined up for the Knights after the war ended."

"So most of the residents are…?"

"Knights, squires and soldiers. The district itself is famous for two things, first is honestly wonderful mixing of the two cultures. Second, is the high number of half-monster kids." Star seemed to react to hia words as she began to look around. Soon she was seeing the truth of his words. There were many shops that held not only a mixture of hoods, but also of customers and staff. A surprising number of which were even of mixed blood. They journeyed for another twenty minutes, enjoying the appearance of hundreds of different shops, and meeting a few citizens who directly approached them for discussions. It soon became clear that Reign knew almost every citizen in the area. One that became more evident as they stopped at a particular little cafe.

"Why if it isn't little Rei? How ya doing kid?" Star and Marco locked eyes with a feminine Frog monster. Both blanched as they realized she was an almost exact look for Buff Frog, but less buff and curvier.

"Ms. Ampha! How have you been? I stop by every now and again but I heard you were taking care of some little ones."

"Oh bless your heart boy. Yes. I had a few eggs a few months back and they recently hatched!" Star fought hard to resist the urge to gush over them. To her surprise, Reign did not.

"*Gasp* Babies! Oh can I see them? I hear little ones are so cute!" Ampha smiled as she waved him back. As he disappeared into the cafe, and shortly into the back, the lady turned back to Star and Marco.

"How bout you two. Wanna see some frog babies?" Star couldn't hide it anymore and smiled.

"I love little frog babies. Their so cute and squishy. We helped baby sit some once!" The lady laughed at the girl's enthusiasm as she caught the last little bit.

"You've taken care of frog babies before? Small multiverse. Now come on. They are going to eat lunch and take a nap soon." The two remaining teens giggled and rushed inside, Ampha. What they saw was amazing. Reign was on a dusty floor, with eleven young frog babies in various positions around him as he read a story. All eleven had their eyes glued as he seemed to enjoy himself, even as his outift was clearly being ruined.

"And then the big, bad mewman said, 'I dare anyone to stop me!'" He pulled a small tab to reveal the book to be a pop-up book. Causing an angry looking mewman to pop up off the page. All the frog babies moved back into the boy a bit as he continued.

"Then a young mewman and monster, both finding their courage, stood up to the bad man. 'We will not let you do this! This is our home, and it's not complete without eachother!' The bad man laughed and hefted his mighty axe, but the two were ready. They dodged his attack and began to fight him, slowly pushing him back into a corner. The bad man soon gave up his strategy and tried to attack them directly, but the two worked in conjunction to knock the bad man down and knock him out. Thus, did they end the great war. The end… Wow, I forgot how lazy an ending that book had. But did you enjoy the story little ones?" The small blobs opened their mouths and gave approving sounds. Star couldn't help herself and began to coo over the cute little babies.

"Hello there cuties." Thr balls stopped in their joyous sounds as they took in the sight of Star and her sharp fangs and claws. She became worried, but after a moment they continued being giggling masses, feeling no danger from the girl. She carefully scooped a pair up and began to dote on them as Marco did the same.

"My goodness. Never expected to invite in some guests and watch them give my kids as much lovin' as me! Maybe you'd all like to stay for lunch?"

"My treat!" Reign shouted. Not even looking at Ampha. "And I'm not taking no for an answer. These babies need good food to grow up big and strong and having good ingredients makes it better. So I'm paying." Ampha laughed again as she disappeared into another room, one tadpole following her.

"You seem to enjoy their presence Reign."

"I've always enjoyed little ones. They don't judge you on anything but how your presence feels. If you feel friendly, they're friendly." He smiled as one of the tadpoles started to shove another book his way. "I'd love to little ones, but we don't want to be in the middle of a story when your mama finishes lunch. I won't be able to finish the story for a little and I don't want to leave you hanging." The babies seemed saddened, but quickly changed back to happy as Reign grabbed a nearby toy and started playing with them. Star and Marco stared on, now very curious about the prince in front of them. They decided to shelve such thoughts though as they noticed some of the babies eyeing them curiously. They lost track of time, playing, eating, and joking, finally leaving around three in the afternoon, heading towards the center of town.

"Well, that was exciting. Haven't had a chance to be with tadpole frog monsters since Buff Frog's kids."

"Oh? You've had experience then? That's awesome. They're really precious but as you're probably aware, they aren't babies for long. I'm happy we were able to meet them before we part ways for a time." Reign turned around and motioned towards a knight in white armor. The knight approached and saluted. "Sir Stalwart. I need you to take our royal guests back to the palace. I have a councillor meeting to finish and I doubt either of my guests would like to attend a boring meeting."

"As you wish milord. If you'll just foll-"

"I'll see this meeting." Reign looked at Star shocked as she continued. "I would like to see the, political side of you." Reign paused as Marco raised an eyebrow, lowering it when Star not-so-innocently stepped on his foot.

"I see, in that case, please escort us to the Meeting Hall."

"As you wish milord." Without further word they began to walk. It was a straightforward path and Star quickly grew bored. As her mind wondered she began to realize something, Reign was very familiar, not just with the staff in the castle, but with everyone in the city. Even this guard, encased in heavy armor, was instantly identified. She pondered this as she quickly began to take notice of something else, people's reactions.

In the castle, everyone had been properly respectful, but only a small few seemed genuine. In the 'Monster District' most ignored his presence while a few actively warmly welcomed him. But right now, walking through a market district, she could see overly familiar eyes. Full of spite and wrath. A few clerks even began to openly brandish weapons. But they weren't aimed at her, every one was aimed at Reign. He walked on calmly, not at all even acknowledging them, a complete change from the last few hours where he had greeted almost everyone. It was a tense four minutes as they exited the district and began walking through a strange, combination district. There were several houses in close proximity to a large dome with steps leading down. Closer inspection revealed the houses to have no doors. Her questions were answered as they began to take the stairs, and everyone took a deep breath.

"Sorry about that. I'm, not very popular around the market district. Welcome to the Council Meeting Chamber, or CMC for short. Here, most of the historic changes to our country occur. As such, to allow for as much time as possible, accommodations with direct access to this chamber are set up so that counselors can freely debate for hours then find sleep in a matter of minutes. And today I have one matter to conclude. As you requested, you may sit in, but you may not vote, and you may refuse to say anything if you so wish. However, I will not tolerate too many disruptions. I have to do my 'job' correctly."

"You're the Royal in charge of Monster associated laws, correct?"

"Yes. All royal children have one section where we are given power over to get us used to political work. My mother and eldest brother have the widest ranges of knowledge since they are Queen and heir apparent. Elder Princess Aria has a duty over entertainment, Brother Torro has a duty over Medical treatments and medicine, and little sis hasn't decided yet."

"Huh, that's actually pretty nifty. The Queen gets more time away from the Council and you get to explode on the political scene. But, where are the councilors?"

"They will be here shortly Marco. They went to sleep after an incident last night forced their hands. Then a crafty one decided to try and spring up a monster related law to try and pass it through. It was stopped cold when I arrived and declared the meeting temporarily adjourned for my meeting with you. All that after, an unfortunate incident in town." Suddenly, Star and Marco had the feeling there was more to this than meets the eye. But before a protest could commence a murmuring could be heard in one of the doorways.

"Sounds like time. Please place one hand in the air before me, traditional stuff to preserve the meeting." Both Star and Marco hesitantly raise their hands. "Do you swear to hold this meeting and it's conversations sacred and to withhold from all besides the Royal family the details therein?" They both nodded. "Cool. Feel free to take seats up here or down with me. There are only twenty councilors for this meeting and there are over a hundred seats. Now of you'll excuse me, I have a meeting to attend." He bowed as be rushed off, Marco beginning to take some mental notes.

As he said, about twenty well dressed men and women came into the room and sat in the closest row, barely touching the second. Star and Marco took seats on the fourth row, and immediately a cry of objection rang through.

"What are these two doing here? This is a closed door meeting!"

"Lady Zel'tah, those are Princess Star and Sir Marco. They have a right to be here, oath has been taken and everything."

"... Objection withdrawn."

"Thank you. Now. If everyone is ready I'd-"

"Sorry I'm late." Everyone looked back to see a really dressed man in red attire. He had a full beard but was otherwise cleanly shaved. He had red, straight hair and deep blue eyes. His body was strong and slightly tanned. He smiled softly as he walked down the aisle towards the podium behind which Reign sat.

"Gorbin! I thought you were on a peace mission with father to the Western Tribes?"

"Dearest brother we returned not moments ago. I heard you were in a meeting and wanted to help you out. Especially with how important today is for you." Reign smiled slightly, but Star immediately picked up on a small amount of worry. She watched as the man walked on by and sat down next to his brother. "Please, go ahead brother."

"Thank you." The meeting seemed to drag on forever, but Marco and Star were immediately flabbergasted. The law involved special treatment of monsters in varying circumstances, such as monsters with pincers in medicine, or a suspected murderer who happens to be a well armored monster. From the council's words, the pair realized this was a rewrite, and from Reign and Gorbin, they realized this was a very poor one. At almost every point both brothers were intersecting with other laws or issues, and it became clear how much detail these two put into making the law nearly ironclad. But as time went on, there would be one more disaster. The clock struck six and both the Royal siblings sighed.

"I do apologize, but that is all for today. We have a very important meeting and I can't afford to be late again, especially with the guest of honor here as well." The councilors all stood and gave some parting words, until both princes began starring one down with a condescending look.

"Would you mind repeating that comment Councilor Fantod?" The councilors all stared at the woman, shocked looks on their faces as the woman in question stopped mid action, her body twisted as she was getting up.

"I, said nothing my princes."

"Oh? But you did. You said something, specific. A phrase very unbecoming of one of our political members."

"I-"

"Elder brother, I think the stress has gotten to the lady. Perhaps all she needs is some, respite to come to terms with her personal issues, do you agree?"

"Yes, oh full heartedly. I simply need some rest."

"Yes, and for the words, 'filthy half-breed and peasant' I do believe, thirty years is plenty recuperation." The woman fell to the floor.

"You can't do this."

"Just did. Oh, and to make sure, we will write the rest of your family about your sudden return."

"But-"

"If you wish to try us, we could take this even higher and make this, public?" The woman went green as she quickly got off the floor and ran out of the building. Star and Marco were stunned. They had not expected either the comment, or the immediate retribution. As the woman left several other councilors approached and apologized for their former comrade's comment. Truth be told, they had barely heard the comment, but it was almost pleasant to see the reaction. In moments the brothers met up with Star and Marco.

"Princess Star, Sir Marco, this is my eldest brother, Heir Apparent Prince Gorbin." The man bowed, Star curtailed, and Marco saluted. The man swiftly came up, giving them all a heartfelt smile.

"At ease everyone. After all, three of us are family or at least will be, and Sir Marco, in an informal setting please, you can ignore the salute. You are a legend and the protector of my future sister-in-law. There is no fear of repercussions from me." They all relaxed and soon, were walking down the same road they had traveled before. The horrible stares from before we far less present, many choosing to almost hide themselves as the four passed by. It was almost twenty minutes of silence when they entered the palace, taking a few turns to a small offshoot of a building.

"Welcome to the royal dining hall."

"Sire, you are the first to arrive, would you like to sit now?"

"Interesting. Mother and father must be having a delightful chat with the Butterflies. Very well. We will go ahead and get seated. I'd love to get a chance to talk and have it not be about business."

"As you wish sire." The four entered into a large room with over thirty large, rectangular tables, with one, slightly curved, far more elaborate table at the opposite end. It looked like a fancy mess hall. Without a word all four were seated. Gorbin sat next to Reign, leaving an empty seat at the end of the table, Star sat next to Reign, with Marco sitting next to her. They sat in silence for only a moment, but as Gorbin went to speak, a man walked into the room.

"Announcing her highness, Princess Aria and her husband, Sir Marfon." Both brothers took sudden breaths as the door opened. Marco found it hard not to stare as Aria walked in. She was immensely attractive, a figure befitting a supermodel, a face both cute and beautiful, bright, red hair that flowed like waves down just past her shoulders, and perhaps the skimpiest red dress he had ever seen. Compared to her honestly rather plain husband, she was a shining jewel of radiance. He couldn't tear his eyes away until a sharp kick to his leg prompted his return to reality. Looking up, he saw Star simmering at him, to which he chuckled nervously.

"Sister Aria, what a surprise. And you look, well…"

"Brother Gorbin, this fashion comes from Earth. I like it, so too bad." She giggled and suddenly Marco and Star realized why she had such a plain husband. Her voice was terrible. It was a scratchy mess, and sounded more like an old, fat cat lady than the beauty that she was.

"Well, to be fair that is considered very risque." Marco interjected, focusing his willpower on not oggling Aria.

"To also be fair, that isn't what you really look like and that isn't the outfit you're wearing." Aria took a sharp intake of breath as she turned around. Torro was standing at the doorway, holding a hand up to a servant who so desperately wanted to announce him.

"Don't look at me with those 'Special Eyes' Tor!"

"What's the matter? Self conscious without your 'Make-up'?"

"What's going on?" Reign looked at Marco, and blinked in surprise. Then it clicked.

"Oh, right. You don't know about the Royal Abilities yet Marco.

"The Royal Abilities?" The group looked up to see Queen Babs, King Toffee, and Queen Moon. Reign looked to Babs who waved him on.

"Royal Abilities. Each of us born of the direct line have an ability that allow us to do things normal mewmans cannot. Each person has their own limits and rule sets, but generally our abilities are well known. Aria has 'Analyze', an ability that allows her to see all the details of whatever it is she is looking at, but it drains her mentally. Torro has 'Special Eyes', which allows him to see through any false things visually, even medications don't change what he can see. Gordin has the ability of 'Command'. He can infuse his will into a single four letter word and if you aren't strong enough to resist it, you must obey the intent. Mine is, not one worth talking about, Petunia's hasn't awakened quite yet, and that leaves Mom and Uncle Lor. Uncle has 'Make-up' which allows him to make something or someone look, feel, or taste different. But has no effect on smell or hearing."

"And my ability is 'foresight'. I can see about five seconds into the future." The Butterflys all looked around shocked as Torro and Aria argued. Even Moon had no idea that they possessed such powers.

"But if you had those, why is-"

"All in due time Moon. Now come on it's almost time for the nobility to start gathering." Babs had a deep smile on her face as she looked to Star and Reign. Both smiled back, though it was a little too obvious Star's was a little forced. Almost as if on cue, the large doors everyone had entered through fling open, the poor servant at the doorway resigning himself to silence as many nobles filtered in, including one little bundle of energy.

"Big brother!" Petunia ran up to Gorbin and tackled him in a hug, one he returned gleefully.

"Well, someone's excited! How are you doing Petunia?"

"Great! I got out of my lessons on posture and grandma says I might not have to do the full classes anymore!"

"That's great. Now, why don't you sit on down, you know who else is coming, don't you?" Petunia's smile grew impossibly large as she sat down a few seats from Gorbin, almost bouncing out of her seat. After a moment's hesitation, the rest of the royals also sat down. Toffee next to Marco, Moon next to him, Babs in the center next to her, with Petunia next to her. After an empty seat Aria and her husband sat down with Torro taking the final seat. After a loving, but stern stare, Petunia got up and moved next to Aria. After a few minutes the rush of noblemen slowed and everyone began to chatter. Surprisingly, none came up to talk with anyone at the royal table and after a small pause an announcer walked back up towards the door.

"Announcing his highness, King Kor'teh." The room went silent as everyone turned towards the door. Stepping through was a tall, very streamlined man. He was slightly taller than Toffee with many feline features, including a big, fluffy tail. His face however was mostly mewman like, with whiskers and his lips as the only giveaways. He strolled through the room, with many eyes following him. Some were kind eyes, some were jealous, some were neutral, but a few were full of disdain. He stopped in the middle, addressing the room.

"My apologies for the delay. But I would like to make a quick announcement. Effective this morning, the Western Rebellion is at an official end!" The Butterfly's exchanged a glance as the room didn't mention a single word. They simply kept on staring. "Well, I expected a bit more cheer." Not a soul stirred. Soon he simply turned towards the main table and bowed. "I'm home my queen."

"Welcome home my king. Please, join us at your proper place." Her warm smile turned into a steely gaze as she locked eyes with a few of the less, amicable stares. As the king sat down Petunia immediately began showering him with praise as the noblemen slowly returned to their conversations. Star leaned over a bit towards Reign, only realizing her mistake part way.

"What just happened?" Reign leaned over a bit and responded.

"Well, he just ended a twelve year rebellion, even if it's been bloodless for six. However, some nobles want their children to obtain powerful titles and histories to try and help their positions and a few more vaguely hide their dislike of father and his, heritage. The remainder stood to make good profit from their business should the rebellion have turned into war. Especially the ones who could, oust their competition." Star felt another wave of anger at these nobles as she stewed in her knowledge. Just then, the large doors opened again. This time, several servants with food came piling in, placing covered dishes in front of multiple nobles. They were surprised, however, when none of the dishes were uncovered. While everyone had a dish placed before them, they were essentially being told to wait. Something they hated. As the last noblemen had dishes placed before them, a few golden ones were brought in and set upon the head table. Star and Marco looked around and Reign motioned for them to wait. Just as the work was done, Queen Babs stood up, prompting everyone to turn their eyes towards her.

"Greetings noblemen. A pleasure to see you all here again on this most magnanimous of days. As all of you were just made aware, the rebellion is over. It has unofficially bern over for several months thanks to some assistance from foreign kingdoms, one of which joins us today. So first, I would love to thank our dear friends, the Butterfly Kingdom, for their aid!" She lifted her glass and while the room did so as well, there was almost no energy behind it. As she returned her drink down however, the nobles paused.

"I also have two more pieces of news. Prince Gorbin, would you like to share yours?" The prince stood and bowed.

"I would. Nobles of the court, my wife is with child. A new heir is to be born!" His smile was wide as far more noblemen vocalized joy. The man smiled as a cheer went through the crowd. A few minutes later and he sat down, the queen again demanding attention.

"Finally, Prince Reign, would you like to share your news or would you prefer to announce?" Reign stood up and the atmosphere shifted again. Suddenly, Star flashed back to the marketplace. It seemed as if everyone, noble to servant, was staring death into Reign. But the young man seemed to brush everything off as he spoke with authority and clarity.

"I would. Esteemed citizens, this day a deal was finally struck to ensure our alliance with the Butterfly Kingdom remains strong for generations. This day, Princess Star Butterfly, heroine of the multiverse, has been engaged to wed myself in one years time. I-" Reign was cut off as the entire room erupted into an outroar. The Butterflys were stunned as words were flung around, only tidbits able to be processed.

"You deceitful fuck!"

"Prince Torro is far more deserving!"

"That throne was mine since I was born!" Along with many others flew until Gorbin stood again.

"Shut!" Immediately the room silenced as he looked around, Reign keeping a neutral face. "Reign was chosen by the large council over Torro. Torro himself has come to terms with the decision, and so should all of you. At worst you can consider this a guarantee that he will not lead us if you're so conceited. Remember, I have not chosen my advisors and may change those choices based on tonight. Now either remain silent, or leave. I do not intend to repeat myself." Gorbin sat in a huff as the room remained silent. Slowly, they began to sit, leaving Reign standing alone.

"Yes, as my brother said this was decided by the large council, excluding the Royal family itself for obvious reasons. This decision took thirty council days. It is happening. As a result, when the wedding has completed I will be leaving the country to head to the Butterfly Kingdom." The Butterfly's watched as the room seemed to suddenly brighten up. People excitedly talking as Jacob stood for a time. "As such, we propose a toast to our new allies, The Butterfly Kingdom!" The roar of approval was deafening. Star again came to her question, what had her betrothed done, and how could she use it to destroy this marriage? She shelved the thought as dinner was served. It would be hours before she was alone in her room at the castle. She had spent the night observing and had come to a simple conclusion.

"His own people hate him." She turned on the sheets, the darkness hiding most everything from her eyes. As she stared through what she remembered as the balcony window. A storm was expected and due to the nature of the storm the Butterflys had elected to stay in the castle. Star could hear Marco, asleep on the floor nearby, but she couldn't help but see Jacob as a mystery. Mewmans and monsters alike were so warm to him in the market district, yet it really felt like without her presence he would have been attacked in the market district, and at the dinner the nobles nearly revolted until he announced his departure. She couldn't help but see similarities between herself and him.

The movement of armor outside grabbed her attention for a moment, but as the sound grew distant, she sighed. She had to figure him out and get out of this marriage. But what was his goal? Clearly he had known this was a possibility for a while, so why did the council act now, why was he chosen, and why did he like her so much? Turning around, she buried her head in her pillow. As the sound of rain filled her ears, she fell asleep. Curious as to what would come next.