the beauty and her beast (technoblade x reader)

chapter four

art credit- moi :D

so off connor went, on his journey to the trade site.

life went on in the village per usual, a few people asking where y/n's father was occasionally. she would smile politely and go on a happy rant about how proud she is of her father and how he managed to get where he was theough hard work after answering and the person listening would laugh and leave.

a few days passed and connor had srillt not returned. y/n grew concerned when connot's horse, sonic, had made it home but without her father. so she hopped upon the horse and trusted in the horse taking her to her father.

the horse ran with haste, really living up to his name. soon a castle peered over the trees and y/n looked at it with curiousity. there were walls of rose bushes around like a fence and a small river ran around the inside. it was breathtaking to say the least.

the horse came to a sudden stop and y/n held on tight as to not get thrown off by the horse's might. carefully, she plopped down onto the ground with a thud and then brushed herself off.

"i'll be right back, sonic." she said, cupping the horse's face.

the horse scoffed and y/n giggled.

y/n walked with a bit of pep in her step as she gently knocked on the door and peered inside.

suddenly a voice spoke.

"hello!"

y/n let out a yelp at the sudden voice. she looked around in a panic and yet only found a clock and a candelabrum.

the clock had a split coloring along the intricate designs carved into the metal. the clock seemed to have what looked like green and red metal eyes.

the golden candelabrum's held three green candles and the middle candle's wax was dripping into what looked almost like a human face with a hat on and it's other candles had just normal drips.

"sorry to frighten you madam, but we noticed that you're here and hospitality is important."

y/n turned around in fear, hesring the voice again.

"down here!"

y/n looked toward the voice and lone behokd the candle bend out of shape, almost like it was shouting through a hand microphone.

"hello again!"

y/n let out a shreik.