The Ereri Project!

Garden (Royal)

Prince Eren was always bored at his parents' parties.

Usually the only person around his age was their ward, Mikasa. He hesitated to call her his sister because given how the marriage meetings have been going his father will probably have him marry her in the future.

That is, after he stops complaining that Eren is too aggressive of a young man to marry anyone.

At least his mother let him wear his favorite outfit tonight. His father thought the puffy sleeves and pearls were too feminine, but to be honest, Eren thought that he looked sort of feminine anyway.

He wore white pants and a shite undershirt, but his top was royal blue with gold trimmings and a black cape adorned with their kingdoms wing's in gold.

His boots and belt were also a black with a gold sash tucked under his belt buckle.

Eren thought he looked quite in fashion, if, as his father said, feminine.

He eventually found himself too bored and wandered the garden outside, picking flowers to weave a crown, which he put on himself when he was finished.

He was growing bored of the wandering as well when he noticed someone else was in the garden.

He was a little shorter than Eren himself, in heeled shoes covered by thigh high spats lined all the way down with buttons. His coat was blue and looked stiff with long coattails.

He had black hair and Eren was just praying the man would turn so he could see his face. Eren plucked a rose from the bush he was standing near and walked over.

He knelt before the man and held out the rose. "May I have this dance?"

The man's eyebrows furrowed. "We can barely hear the music out here."

"So?"

"I do accept flowers from strange men who dress liked pixies," he says. "But I will accept a dance."

Eren smiles and drops the rose in favor to getting into dance position with his partner. Eren gets a good look at his face this way, he likes it.

Mid-way through their dance, Eren is started out of position by his father standing in the entryway to the garden, smiling for once. "Splendid," the king says.

"You've already met. After negotiations with his parents, your mother and I have decided that this is the young man you've been betrothed to."

Eren's jaw drops and he looks at Levi before looking back at his father. "What were all those meetings for if you were just going to pick for me?"

"We were hoping you'd pick on your own, but you haven't, so we decided for you. Now, stay on your best behavior."

With that and a swish of his cape, the king disappears again.

Eren pit his hands on his hips and huffs before looking back at Levi, who is staring at him with wide eyes. "What?" he asks.

Levi covers his face with his hands. "I'm being forced to marry a pixie."