SORRY FOR THE WAIT, BUT, STUFF'S BEEN GOING DOWN. I'M WISHING FOR A FAMILY FUED ACTUALLY, BUT, LOOKS LIKE I'VE GOT TO START IT. OH WELL THEN -_- OK, WELL, THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER, I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

The Wild King's Wife-by PS

Part Nine

Ororo blinked the dust from her eyes as Rayne trotted on.

The royal party was on the move for a picnic and a hunt.

And, as the day droned on Ororo found the day becomming bleaker and bleaker by the minute.

Her father, her husband, and her brother-in-law had now killed a total of six deer, five boars, and an uncountable amount of pigeon and quail.

Jean enjoyed watching the life drain from the animal's eyes, Ororo didn't even look.

Finally, an hour after noon, the party stopped for rest and lunch.

Servants set up chairs and a nice tent, the other hunters started to skin the animals, and the royals went and sat under the shaded area, chattering casually to each other.

Charles snapped his fingers and a servant boy brought forth wine, pouring it into golden goblets for the royals.

The King stood up, his glass raised, "a toast, let us feast merrily, and let us have long days of enjoyment to come!"

The others raised their goblets at this and smiled fakely, then, they drank...

Ororo sat in her chamber, dressing her hair and waiting for a maid to come and announce dinner.

Only earlier had a new maid come and given her some honey tea, and Ororo had to admit, it was making her rather sleepy.

The white-haired woman's head raised as a knock came from the door, "come in."

The new maid stepped in, her brown eyes shone in an odd way, "dinner is served my lady."

Ororo nodded, getting up from her chair shakily...

Ororo sat through the soup, her head spinning, and her vision slightly blurry.

Logan looked at her worryingly, and Jean's chatter shot at her head.

Just as the first course came to the table Ororo felt herself falling, and little did she know was that she actually was.

Logan jumped up as she fell to the floor, "call a physician, quick!"

The servants scattered to and fro...

Logan paced outside his wife's door, in the drawing room, his brow furrowed, and his lips set in a tight line.

Victor sat in a plush chair, a pipe in his hand, and his eyes staring out the window.

Jean was spread out upon a delicate looking couch, filing her nails and pouting her lips; and Charles stood near the window, his eyes worried, and his mouth set in a frown.

Suddenly, the door opened and everyone's eyes turned to the old man who came out from it.

Logan licked his lips and took a step towards the man, "Doc..."

The man looked up, his gray eyes wise, "she will be fine."

Logan and Charles exhaled in unison.

The physician went on, "she seems to have been poisoned, one of her maids gave her some tea around the time when she began feeling queasy. But, the maid was not the one who poisoned her purposely."

Charles' eyebrows furrowed, "then who was it?"

The old man continued, "we questioned the young maid, and she told us who gave her the tea...a Princess Jean of Winchestor"

All eyes turned to the redhead spread out on the couch, she jumped up, "I didn't do it! You must believe me!"

But her eyes told lies, and they could all see the pulse in her neck, which was, beating rapidly.

Charles took a step forward, his eyes sad, "why would you do such a thing Jean?"

She glared, her hands curled into fists, "she has everything I want! She has the looks, the love of the people, she's the favorite, and she has Logan!"

Said Logan jumped in, "I don't want you, I could never want you! I will kill you for what you did to her!"

He jumped towards her, but Victor held him back, "peace brother, let Ororo decide her fate."

Jean began to laugh, but, it was a crazed laugh, "it's her fault really...she brought htis upon herself...I only did what had to be done..."

Charles pointed towards the door, "guards!"

The royal gaurds came in and carted the crazy princess away, her screams echoing behind them the entire way...

Logan sat by Ororo's bedside, his hand caressing her smaller one, "oh 'Ro I was so worried about you."

She smiled up at him weakly, "I'll be fine Logan, I just...when I'm better I wish to see my sister."

He frowed, "but...Ro' she tried to kill you."

Ororo nodded, "I know, but I must know why she did it."

Logan licked his lips, "alright, if it will make you feel better."

Ororo smiled at him again, "thank you Logan..."

Two Weeks Later

Ororo stared at her sister.

Jean was dressed in a plain brown dress, and her face was filthy from a week in the dungeon.

Ororo studied her sister's face, "why Jean?"

The red-head rolled her head to the side, her green eyes wide and blurry, "because 'Roro, you had everything that I wanted."

Ororo stared at her sister, her mouth slightly agape, "but Jean...you had everything that you ever needed!"

The other woman glared, her mouth frowning, "but I didn't have what I wanted! Can't you understand? I wanted the world...thing was, that world was yours, they're can only be one queen Ororo, I guess I'm the only one."

Ororo watched as her sister stood up in her dirty cell, and even though her ankle was chained she started to dance around in her cell, "I'm the Queen, I'm the Queen, who's the Queen? Me!"

A few Days Later

Ororo stared out the window of she and Logan's room.

They had gone back to Drysdale, and Ororo was almost happy.

Charles was back in his duties, happy that the war was over, and that peace was laying over his land now. Scott was now engaged to one of Jean's ladies-in-waiting, a cheery girl named Annemarie who seemed to make the Captain of the Guard happy.

But, Ororo couldn't help but feel some guilt.

She turned to her husband who lounged on the bed, "how can it be, that after all this time I did not see her envy and hatred?"

Logan pushed himself up and balanced on his elbows, "she was sneaky 'Ro, and she made sure that no one knew her true feelings."

Ororo went over to him and laid down next to him, snuggling up against his chest, "do you think she can every forgive me?"

Logan shrugged, "I think she already has."

Ororo looked up at him, noticing the twinkle in his eye, "how can you tell?"

He shrugged again and grinned, "because, she's crazy."

Ororo laughed, a real true laugh that rang around in Logan's head, and made him laugh along with her...

YEAH...NO BABIES THIS TIME. SO, I HOPE YOU LIKED IT, I KINDA LIKED HOW JEAN WENT CRAZY (EVEN MORE SO THAN SHE ALREADY WAS) AND I HOPE YOU REVIEW! MUCH LOVE, AND I NEED MORE IDEAS FOR STORIES, PLEASE SEND ME SUGGESTIONS! LOVE YOU GUYS ALWAYS AND FOREVER -PS