ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀꜱꜱᴇᴛꜱ...1/10
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ᴅᴏᴡɴʟᴏᴀᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!
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"You..."
You turn around to see the pinkette, Technoblade, standing in the middle of the corridor. He was wearing a long sleeved white dress shirt which had ruffles at the wrists, black ripped jeans, matching colored boots. His bubblegum pink hair was tied into a loose ponytail that hung at the side of his neck. As soon as your eyes met his, he immediately walked towards the rest of you.
"HEY!! IT'S THE BLADE!"
Tommy exclaimed before pointing at him.
"What's she doing here?"
Technoblade questioned in a monotone voice, looking at you suspiciously, his eyes narrowing.
"Well, we were just about to ask her a few questions..."
"So is it true that she's your wife-"
Technoblade's eyes widened. He looked back at you, then to his two brothers. Wilbur immediately looked distressed as he grabbed Tommy by the back of his crimson shirt and dragged the whining Tommy out of the corridor, your eyes follow the pair before they disappear behind a hallway. You look back to see the pinkette staring at you. His black orbs staring into your eyes. The corridor was surrounded by silence before a cough from behind you interrupts the moment.
"Your highness, we're still in front of the throne room."
You turn to see Dream, leaning on the walls of the large corridor, sighing. Technoblade shook his head a few times, registering the situation he was in as reality.
"There must have been some kind of mistake..."
Technoblade muttered as he stormed towards the large throne room doors. As George and Sapnap brought their iron spears towards the door, the pinkette simply continued to walk, pushing away the spears and kicked open the door. The wooden doors burst open with a loud thud, the emperor clearly surprised by the noise.
"An intruder-... Oh, It's you, Techno! You scared me-"
"Why her?!"
Philza remained silent, quietly staring down his own son as the both of them stood there in silence. The blonde sighed, standing up from his throne before walking towards the both of you. As he walked, he had an aura of regalness , the dark forest coat flowing in the wind as he walked. Philza reached out a hand to hold Technoblade's shoulder, however, the pinkette flinched and moved out of the way. Philza retracted his hand, a wave of sadness washed over him. Philza then looked towards the colored glass, your eyes instinctively follow his. You see a man with striking pink hair that flowed in the wind, on top of countless bodies of his enemies, wearing a velvet red cape to signify his victory. No doubt was it the Empire's views on the pinkette, Technoblade.
"It's better for you. Please, Techno. Just trust me."
Technoblade simply clenched his fists. You try and reach out to stop him, wanting to calm him down, telling him to not disrespect his father, that he'd regret it later. But Technoblade had other plans. He opened his mouth to speak, this time with a more displeased tone than before.
"Why her? You know the court doesn't favor me! All they see me as is a monster, some kind of 'Blood God' to them. On the other hand, you're ruining this person's life as well, dragging her into this mess..."
You hesitated, stopping dead in your tracks. Tears streamed down your rosy cheeks as you tried to talk, but to no avail.
He saw you as a burden.
YOU ARE READING
Arrangement // Techno x reader
Hayran Kurguʏ/ɴ, ᴀ ꜱɪᴍᴘʟᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʙᴀʀᴏɴ, ɪꜱ ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴᴛᴀʀᴛɪᴄ ᴇᴍᴘɪʀᴇ, ᴛᴇᴄʜɴᴏʙʟᴀᴅᴇ. ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜɪᴍ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇꜱ. ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ᴏᴡɴ ꜱ...