dreamland | dreamnotfound

12

12 - tragedy ; i don't want to set the world on fire | 2wei (cover)

flora was a beauty, with curly chestnut hair and bright green eyes, she was sure to make men swoon. except dream, dream didn't really accept flora when they were meant to be wed at the age of 18, but the girl didn't mind it. flora was good friends with the little prince when they were younger. but, flora's heart belongs to another, yet the love was forbidden - flavus wasn't as open or accepting as dream's kingdom, so they had to hide.

the princess - soon to be queen - sat on her bed, silently crying about the harsh words said to her by the ministers. flora had serious self worth issues, and she just can't hide her tears today, and even though her father was a dick, even though her father was an asshole that touched her in ways no father shouldn't have - she still felt alone, flora felt a little sad about her father's passing.

"flower." a maid, with strawberry blonde hair and pretty brown eyes, entered the room, and upon seeing the tears on the princess's face - she rushed over to her side. "oh, darling. what happened?"

"they s-said i was worthless." flora sobbed, breathing heavily.

"okay love, breathe for me." the maid, sunny, said. and flora followed, once she was okay, sunny pressed a long kiss onto flora's lips, pulling away to look back at her lover. "you're everything to me, flower. i love you."

"i love you too." flora smiled.

what they didn't know was the prime minister was listening to them through the door. of course. flora is having an affair with the maid, a disappointment indeed.

"sunny, i don't wanna be here anymore." flora mumbled, "let's run away, together."

sunny looked at flora, seeing the pain she was in, and nodded. she knew what the princess has been through, they grew up together.

"okay, we leave tomorrow at dawn." sunny responded.

the prime minister grinned, now he knows exactly what to do to get flora to do whatever he says, and that might just involve her little lover.

--

sunny was in her room at the maid's quarters, they each had their own. and she was packing a small bag for her and flora, that was until a guard entered her room.

"hey, what are you doing-" sunny was cut off by the guard placing his hand over her mouth and hugging her, he then pulled out a dagger out of his sleeve and started stabbing sunny repeatedly.

the maid coughed up blood, and after awhile, she fell limp - her head on the guard's shoulder. the guard then left her body there for flora to find, as instructed by the prime minister.

a few hours passed, and flora was wondering why sunny wasn't showing up at her room. taking matters into her own hands, she sneaked into the maid's quarters and into sunny's room, gasping as she saw her lover's corpse.

"no, no, no." she cried, "love, darling. please don't leave me." flora sobbed as she cradled her lover's corpse in her arms.

"good riddance." the prime minister said behind her, "i found her to be too clumsy, that wench spilled on my vest a week ago."

"what the hell did you do?" flora said angrily, tears in her eyes.

"i did something good, princess. this woman was blurring your vision, you became blind to your goals because of that little lady." the prime minister smirked at flora, "now, don't you think it's unfair how dream is just at his castle, playing around with his little boy toy. he took your father away, and look what little dreamie caused, he made me get rid of little sunny over here."

flora, overcome with grief, rage and emptiness, couldn't control her words. her mouth moved before her mind did.

"make sure their village is burned down, give me dream's head and mask, that should prove that i am a competent leader."

the prime minister smiled wider than ever before, "of course, princess. we'll attack three days from now."

--

dream and george were managing things regarding their nation when techno ran in, "they're here, and they've attacked the villages first."

the king looked up, and looked at his husband. he cupped george's face in his hands, and kissed him.

"george, listen to me. you are to go with techno, phil, and my siblings. i will follow." dream said sternly, he then looked up at techno, nodding.

"dream, no." george's eyes filled up with tears, "please, let me stay with you."

"george, it's time to go." techno said, pulling george by the arm.

"no, techno, let me go. let me stay with dream please." george sobbed, flailing around, trying to break free from techno's grip.

"i can't. the king has ordered me to prioritize your safety above all else." techno responded. george looked back at dream, who just gave him a genuine smile.

"i love you, my daisy."

george let out a wail as techno pulled him out of the room. dream's smile disappeared, and he placed his white mask on his face as delilah entered.

"delilah, do you remember the favour you owed me after i saved you from flavus?" dream asked.

"of course." delilah responded.

"i'd like to ask you for something."

--

george hopped on a horse with techno, wilbur had his own and tommy and tubbo shared a horse while phil opted to fly, his dark, bird legs on display.

they ran towards the forest, and techno manoeuvered his horse to the right as he heard a knight from flavus chasing them, shooting them with a bow. phil acted fast and turned towards the pursuer, shooting him on the head as well as the others with him. they felt limp, and their corpses fell from their horses as the animals panicked.

now, all of them faced forward, as they ran towards their hideout. tears were still running down george's face, but he remembers what his lover said - that he'll follow them.

and he hopes to god his husband fulfills that promise.

--

dream sat alone in the throne room, waiting for the people of flavus. he heard the roars and screams of war outside his castle, and the king stood up, walking towards his and george's phonograph, playing their favourite song.

he hummed along and looked out the window, fiddling with his growing hair. dream reminisced about the four, almost five, years he and george have been together. and to be honest, they were the best years of his short life. he wasn't sure if he was going to live, but he was going to die happily knowing that george and his family got away.

"i just want to start a flame in your heart." dream sang, and his head turned slowly when the doors were forcefully opened. they were here.