Technoblade's POV 😏
Y/n. Y/n. Oh shut up I told the voices
Why were they on my mind. They're just a simple book seller. Maybe it's the books? Yeah, it's just the books I'm thinking about. Not the soft deep blue eyes or the glowing face under the moonlight. Fuck. I invited them to my birthday ball. Only a child would do that.
Tommy would do that. They probably don't even know its my birthday ball. I really hope they don't find out and start acting like I'm royalty.
I slash the neck of the man running up behind me. I look around to see I had already wiped out the army that attacked us on the way to the neighbouring country. I was too deep in thought. I got back on the wagon as we headed West.
{2 hours later}
We walked up to the large gates.
'Technoblade, of L' mamburg. Second born Prince. Here to talk to the King.'
'i'm afraid the king has gone away for some time, his son, the Prince, is in fact free at this moment'
'then I shall speak to him'
The large gates welcome us with open arms as we walk inside. My troop was told to stay behind whilst soldiers lead me towards a large hall. At the end of it is a young man, around my younger brother's, Tommy's, age. His skin is split down the middle, his left (my right) side being black with a emerald eye and his right side being white with an apple red eye. His ears point downwards and long thin horns raise out of his hair. His hair seems to work the same way as his skin, sitting like a cloud upon his head. He wears a black tuxedo with a red tie.
'Good day, I am Ranboo of Ender, how may I help you today?'
'Good day sir Ranboo, i am second son of King Philza, Technoblade of L'manburg, I believe you may have heard of him from your father, I wish to talk to you about a possible alliance.' I suggest in a calm voice.
'Oh of course, Father said I should be expecting you today, come right along' he leads me down a hallway to our left into a large room with a long table in the middle. We take seats across from each other and before I started trying to convince him
'we accept'
'pardon?'
'We accept. We would gladly join forces with you no matter you needs or rules, we can give you many materials and warriors if you do the same for us.'
'I see, that is wonderful news, shall we seal our contract then?'
'of course'
We take out two parchemants and write down what we promise to do to help the others country and protect the people, we then swap parchemants and rewrite the same paragraph.
I, First son of the king, Ranboo of Ender, agree to side with King Philza of L'manburg when in need. I shall provide food, materials, soldiers, safety and shelter for the people of L'manburg on my father's behalf. I shall fight amongst them when it comes to it. This is my official documentation.
I, second born of King Philza, Technoblade of L'manburg will serve the land and people of Ender. I shall provide them with food, materials, safety and shelter on King Philza's behalf. I shall protect both kingdoms. This is my official documentation.
We took our parchments, bowed and I left with my group. We drove slowly in the wagon and I had a random urge to collect flowers. Why flowers? Y/n. Damn it the voices kept taunting me. Y/n. Y/n. Why were they always on my mind?
624 words omg! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I did this at my cousin's birthday party, don't tell her.
Why does Technoblade keep thinking about you? What will happen at the ball? Why do they need to become an alliance with Ender?
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