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Bright warm light flooded the room and danced over the King's closed eyes as a figure on the other side of the room swept the curtains away with one swift gesture, before reaching down, flipping a latch, and opening the window, the smell of fresh dew and the scent of the forest pouring into the room, the sun rising beyond the clouds, just barely peeking through and bringing natural sunlight to the room.
"King George, It's time to wake up!" A deep, but cheerful voice sounded from the same side of the room.
A low moan sounded from the bed followed by the sound of sheets being rustled as the King rolled over to his side, clearly disturbed by the light interrupting his sleep. He pulled the covers over his head and curled up into a ball, then went still again. The figure chuckled and walked on over to the bed where the King lay, and gently tugged at the sheets which held the tired ruler hidden away, before pulling them fully down.
It might've been annoying to anyone else to get such a stubborn person out of bed. But not to Clay. Never to Clay.
This never got old to him.
The King lay there snoring lightly, his robe, having fallen to his shoulders revealed his soft pink skin, engulfed in the warm light that spread throughout the room left Clay breathless. His eyes looked at the sleeping King with awe, tugging a smile at the edge of his pale lips.
Dream felt warmness spreading throughout his body and his hands started to tremble, reaching out a hand to touch the King's face, wanting to stay for even a minute, enjoying the sight that was exclusive to only himself. Only he could have it. Only he wanted it. If anyone else wanted it, he would curse them by any means necessary. No one else understood his feeling towards the King at this moment, and no one needed to. That was all. As Dream's hand approached his face, the King's eyes flew open and stared at Dream through exhausted, amused eyes, biting back a laugh.
His whole body froze as the ruler cackled, sitting up slowly, before kicking the sheets out of the way, clumsily adjusting his robe so it covered his shoulders as he walked away from his bed, heading to go change.
"You thought I was asleep, huh?" George spoke with a taunting tone, cocking his head toward Dream, who was still standing by the bed, his eyes widened, clearly not processing what just happened.
Dream shook his hand and grumbled, following him.
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The hall was bustling with life as it usually was, but today, maybe more so than ever. Today was a special day. Ladies from all over the kingdoms would be visiting George's Kingdom for a chance of being noticed and considered as a future spouse. Preparations would need to be finalized, and the King had a lot of women and young ladies to be prepared for. His every move would be watched and calculated today, so he would need to be careful and put grace and meaning into everything he does.
Careful being the keyword.
Ambushes were not most uncommon around his kingdom, striking in random places before the Royal Guard could predict where the next to invade would be. The increase in them in the days leading up to this special day couldn't be such a coincidence. Especially when this was the first time George had been representing the kingdom for the first time in a century, bringing back a timeless event. Dream had to be on his toes, and he was aware of that, not straying more than two feet to the side of George, his eyes locked on every moving object, and his eyes frantically searching around at every sound.
The King had already sensed how tense his advisor was, and he just chuckled, before reaching up and smacking him on the back of his neck, Dream jumping with surprise and quickly reaching into his holster to grab his sword, before realizing what had happened.
This made George burst out into laughter, some stress relieved off of his shoulders and made Dream's ear go red with more embarrassment, rubbing the back of his neck absentmindedly before they turned into the hall, and a group of journalists came up to George, questions being thrown at him.
He could already tell this was going to be a long day.
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Obsessed With You - DNF Royal!AU
Fanfiction(DreamNotFound Royal!AU Fanfiction) Dream had always had the eye for Lebio's King, George. He had been his Royal Advisor for years now, but he still cannot pin his feelings exactly for George, or whenever he tries to confess how he's truly feeling...
