Hi. This is the author of this great tale. I know I said it was finished, but I couldn't leave this story so here is an epilogue for those who wishes to read about the great tale of y/n and Farquaad a little longer. Enjoy! And much love.
Y/n and Farquaad had been married for a year now. The great nation of Duloc was thriving as its citizens got used to their new leaders, but one day Farquaad grew distant to his new spouse as he heard the news of a princess named Fiona.
"Honey... you've been acting distant..." they said quietly as they took a sip of wine. The couple had taken the trip to a local restaurant that Farquaad loved. "Oh, y/n, don't be foolish, my love, I'm simply busy with my work. You know we had a triple execution last night? One of them was even the cook of this restaurant... probably why the meat tastes so bland."
"Don't change the subject! Why are you being so distant?" Y/n pleaded for him to answer their question. "My love, my dear, my one and only... I'm simply occupied with other things." He was strict in his tone and it made y/n feel nervous. They played with their hair and sighed. "I guess you're right... I'm sorry for being so paranoid, it's been a lot adjusting to this new lifestyle."
"I understand." Farquaad said, still seeming a bit offended. Y/n picked at their food having lost their appetite. "My love, you've barely touched your sonic limited edition curry, don't make me regret taking you out to eat!" Farquaad said as he stared y/n down. "Sorry." "Have it your way... waiter, we want the bill!" He yelled at a passing waiter.
Back in the palace.
"My love, do you want to spend the night with me?" Farquaad asked, looking up at them with big eyes and a big boner in his pants. Y/n went silent. They were still suspicious of him so sex was the last thing they were in the mood for. "No. I'll sleep on the couch." They said turning their back to Farquaad. Only one year and he was back to his old self. Avoidant, agressive and cruel.
Y/n slept soundly, but what they didn't know was that upstairs sinister plans were in the making.
"I love y/n okay... I love them, but... I want to be king... an average village person like them is no match to a princess." Farquaad said as he paced back and forth in the master bedroom talking to the talking mirror who'd informed him of this princess Fiona.
"Well" the talking mirror started "I have some information that might make this decision easier for you... you see, at night princess Fio-" "THATS IT!" Farquaad interrupted "I can't have stupid feelings getting in the way of my empire, the people love y/n, but... they'd love a queen more." Farquaad said. "Servants, take him away!" He said and they dragged the talking piece of furniture out.
He went to bed with an evil grin on his face and a rock in his pants. "I'll be king." He whispered to himself.
The next day:
"Farquaad, my love! Breakfast is ready." Y/n had blown of some steam from last nights argument and decided to make some pancakes. Farquaad tip toed down the stairs and greeted y/n with a smile. "So you're okay from last nights argument?" They asked holding a plate with a stack of pancakes. "Yes, honey, I do apologize for being to harsh too." "It's okay." They smiled unknowing of their beloveds plans.
==To be continued==>
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Lord Farquaad x Reader
RomanceA monster they call him, Farquaad was at his lowest until one very special person entered his life, you.
