One Shots ◇ Caliban

Enchanted - Part II

TW: Gore, death / resurrection

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Your relationship with Caliban did not remain a secret for long. Your sister was the first to know.

As you jogged over to her at the carnival the following weekend, you said, "Sister, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that I know how the Plague Kings' plan to overthrow you. They'll be keeping an eye on you for any missteps, and once given probable cause, they will force you and Caliban to embark on a quest to retrieve the Unholy Regalia."

She was visibly stunned, and understandably so. "That's great! But how did you find all that out?"

"That would be the bad news."

As if on cue, Caliban then materialized, and wrapped an arm around your waist – which was immediately noticed by Sabrina.

"What did you rope my sister into?" she snarled at Caliban, but you held up a hand to silence them both before the bickering began.

"Caliban came to me and stated that he wished to court me. I first tried to convince him to end the coup in exchange for courtship, but he explained that even if he wanted to, he is unable to stop the Kings. So, instead, the exchange became useful information for courtship."

"Mhmm," Sabrina mused disbelievingly, glaring at the man at your side. "And for how long does she have to date you?"

"The only requirement to fulfill our agreement is a single date, hence our presence at this mortal affair," Caliban answered, then smiled warmly at you. "After that, the status of our courtship is up to my lady."

"Oh. Well, that's not so bad," Sabrina muttered, then shrugged as she turned to you. "At least you can get this night over with and never have to see him again."

"In all honesty... I am not entirely opposed to seeing him again," you admitted hesitantly, and Sabrina's jaw dropped slightly as her brows furrowed in agitation. "Oh, don't look at me like that, Sister. For Satan's sake, have you seen him? He's more than a little easy on the eyes."

Caliban chuckled, both at your compliment and your sister's obvious annoyance. "Come, little dove. Let us explore this fanciful event."

Though the evening had been a delight, and you enjoyed your time with your date, you couldn't help but notice that Caliban seemed slightly on edge all night. After the sun had gone down, and you'd surveyed the majority of the carnival, Caliban requested to take you to dinner in a nice restaurant. You agreed, and he thoroughly surprised you by taking you to a quiet, romantic rooftop restaurant in Italy, having remembered you stating that Italian was your favorite food. It was the following morning before you realized that he'd been sensing the impending danger of Herod's attack. Coincidentally, he had disappeared for a short while during dinner, and although he'd claimed to have gone to the restroom, you learned from Sabrina the following morning that he'd actually returned to Greendale to collect King Herod's crown.

Naturally, the two of you had bickered about him cheating your sister the next time you were together, but his soft lips and skilled hands had done wonders to dissipate your anger. Although you refused to admit it, you were positively hooked from thereon out.

You told yourself that you continued the dates and the trysts simply because it was merely an enjoyable pastime. But in truth, it was because you were slowly falling for the prince. Knowing it was a mistake due to his allegiance to Hell, and his position as the enemy of your sister, created a forbidden nature to the romance, and it only made you crave him more.

Little did you know, Caliban felt the same for you. Your smile set his soul aflame, and your laughter made his chest tighten with affection. The sight of your hair fanned across your pillow, mouth slightly agape in pleasure, was not one he would ever grow tired of. He had fallen well and truly in love with you.