#GILDED IS RIZZING THE PRINCESSES AGAIN

[lavendersartistry]

My Queen

Space Riders AU - @onyxonline Eve Ewe - @lavendersartistry Gilded - @qxurugosk

This fic is for onyxonline's Space Riders AU, this time with a alternate reality in the mix! This fic is mainly centered around Quru's cultist OC Gilded and my OC, Eve Ewe! Please check Onyx and Quru out, their work is super cool!

Do note that this is non-canon to Eve's story in Space Riders, a "what-if" timeline! Want more context? Here!

"If I go with you, I betray my family, my friends... my home.."

Eve shifted uncomfortably in her father's throne, her glare at the cultist softening as she looked down. They were correct, she was holding back what she was. But it was never her fault.

Gilded simply chuckled, stepping closer to the princess.

"Yes, I am afraid that is true. But would you rather waste away, not knowing what you could truly be? Never living the freedom you so desire?"

They stepped closer to the throne, more close to the princess. A tempting aura fills the room as they gently lift her chin for her to face their mask.

"I can give you that, your freedom. If only you would let me in, I will ensure that your home and your family would be safe."

Despite fearing the outcomes, Eve lightly blushed at the cultist's gesture. The Prototype is the enemy, this cultist is the enemy. She can't betray those she loves.

But... her freedom, the ability to be herself and still be a queen. No longer to be chained by the words and orders of that pathetic elderly council.

If she was going to play their game, she had to be smart.

"I will join you. But on one condition only. No red smoke, let me be a queen and follow your god as myself, not someone addicted to a gas that will make me lose my mind."

Gilded softly tuts, impressed by her. They let go of her face and step back. They bow before her.

"Consider it done, my queen."

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"My queen? You seem upset. It's unlike you, for your beauty to wrinkle like this."

Eve, dressed in dark red, calmly turned with a sigh. She was lost in thought, lost in the memories of the past.

"Gilded... if I had said no to you, said no to my life... what would become of me?"

The cultist walked closer and draped a cloak over Eve.

"Well, you would rot away on that throne to be what that council wanted you to be. Along with that, your freedom and your choice would be forgotten."

Gilded tilted her head, just like they did in the past, looking down at Eve's ocean eyes.

"But I saved you, you're free now. And you're a gorgeous queen."

They softly touched Eve's hair, letting it fall from their hands. Eve watched closely, then looked back up at Gilded.

"You're right... I-I'm free, I'm myself now. How can I repay you after so long?"

Gilded simply chuckled and gently held her hand to their masked face, the white eye of their mask looking down at Eve's eyes.

"All you may do is allow me to call you my queen."