❝𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐡𝐮𝐡?❞
━ In which Y/n; a princess decides
to run away from home because
of an arranged marriage but stumbles
in the dragon kings cave during a storm.
𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔...
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I've decided to put languages in the story, so if the text is like this 'Blah blah', it means a character is speaking another language.
The rest of the kingdom was informed of your disappearance. Those who attended the reception were w aware that Prince Shouto gave you a deadline. With his words, your kingdom's survival rested in your hands. Your father didn't like the idea of war. In fact, he planned on living out his days without going to war. It's the image of you carrying a sword that enlightens his hatred for violence. That's what made him the weakest when it came to kingdom defences. He was against your mother training you as she did when she was younger. His big heart full of love made him different from King Enji.
As rumours spread throughout the kingdom, your father is forced into an assemblage between him and Enji. The two kings would sit around a roundtable in a grand meeting hall—a few guards situated here and there, including Izuku. Tensions were high as the storm raged on outside. Back and forth, they argued about you and the wedding.
"Without the princess, we can't go forward with the agreement as planned!" Enji roared. The terror in his voice made the guards quiver as if he burned like an enraged inferno. All except Izuku, who will go forth with his plan after the meeting. "Her arrogance will cost you everything f/n,"
"And I take full responsibility for it, Enji!" Your father fired back. Your old mans hurting heart was bound to split by the weight on his shoulders.
"None of this wouldn't have happened if you and your wife bore more children or sorted out a new queen!" Enji argues, pointing fingers at the man. "Perhaps Y/n wouldn't be a useless fit for the throne."
Izuku's hand grabs hold of the hilt on his sword, twitching fingers parting the blade and its sheath a few fingers apart. "My king, Shall I slice out his tongue for you?"
Your father raised his head at the mention of his wife. He glanced over his shoulder, seeing the glisten of Izuku's sword. He lifts a finger, adding a shake of his head. "That's enough Izuku,"
Izuku understood the gestures and rested his hand behind his back. Standing up off his seat, F/n spoke. "I don't think you understand the meaning of Love, Enji? Because now I'm starting to think if I really need your help in keeping my kingdom afloat,"
