Cinder-knight (bxb) ||completed

1st rule| falling

"Rule number one: Keep your priorities straight. You're a Knight, not a princess.

Rule number two: Do not cry. It might hurt when he'll kiss her and crown her as his bride, but remember your spot. You're not supposed to cry.

Rule number three: Stop staring. Don't show anyone what's going on in your mind, it's only going to get you hurt.

In conclusion: prince charming will always be Cinderella's, and you'll just be another knight in the bush."

....

In a long lost fairy tale land...

A knight would day dream about his prince, day and night. Of how his elegant voice would susurrate in the air like pearls in the ocean, of how his pretty blue eyes would stare his way like delicate flowers, begging to be adored. Excuse the profanity, but in truth, Eric found his Prince to be absolute-fucking hot.

It was no lie that the most charming Prince Charming was absolutely (you guessed it) charming. Like a sugercoated lie, he would come to your dreams, haunt you, make your wood stand up lively and rigid in the middle of a crowd as people would eye you in amusement, and at the end of the day, his strikingly handsome face would dominate your senses, tyrannizing you wholly.

That was exactly how Eric felt, as he let out a dreamy sigh while seeing the way people passed by him.

There was not an exact same time (at least in Eric's memory) when he had first fallen for the all glorious prince, yet for sure, the knight was already aware that his heart beats for the royal. But it wasn't going to end up good, he knew.

Cause Prince Charming was already taken.

"Eric, hey hey. At least try not to space out. I wouldn't want death penalty to strike before you get to see the prince's wedding."

"Trust me, I would rather prefer it go that way," Eric answered as he casted his fellow Knight; Sebastian, a look of ennui. Their shifts were prolonged compared to the wage they were getting, as the crown prince of the land of Ozoo was in the brink of marriage with a comonner girl named Mary Beth Ella Gertrude, which meant, double work for the knights.

So being too worn out to the point where you would space out frequently during your vigil was surely expected, definitely from Eric, who was not only tired but also heartbroken at the hope of his one true love becoming his, being chased far away from his vicinity.

And he would have to watch Prince Charming getting married to Mary Beth Ella Gertrude, who didn't just wound him mentally by stealing the guy, but also by having a name that was ridiculously too long.

Mary Beth, more commonly known as Cinderella, was a pretty girl originally born into a family of riches. She was a viscount's daughter, yet after the remarriage of her father with a cruel woman, Cinderella's life was downcasted into the absolute worst.

Though calling a young lady who's just about to become the crown princess, with a word such as 'cinder' was a tad bit flippant, but since the hearsay about the hell-times Mary Beth had to go through because of her stepmother and stepsisters had been running around town in lightning speed, the name calling was inevitable.

Yet now, everything was about to change. As the most charming Prince Charming had charmingly chosen her as the soon to be wife of his; also the future queen of the land of Ozoo, all the bad things she had to endure will be gone to dust.

Eric writhed up to the compartment where his comrades rested after finishing his patrol. With few tugs, he removed the plates of his armor and changed into a comfortable tunic before slumping down on the bottom bunk bed which was temporarily his.