Royalty? !on hold! (Sbi x fem!reader royalty/adoption au)

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ Oɴᴇ

-Y/n pov-

     I woke up to a loud 'bang' as my door flew open. On the other side of the now open door was an angry Ms. Beth. Ms. Beth was the head caretaker of the orphanage and also the caretaker that hated me the most. She hated the fact that I was a hybrid, she made me hide my wings and said that hybrids like me where useless and just take up space. 

   "A family wants to meet you at 2 pm, get there no later than 1:55pm." And with that she slammed the door shut and left. I now knew why she was angry, she hated it when people where interested in adopting me. She would much rather me stay here so she could watch me suffer then have the satisfaction of kicking me out when I turn 18. To be honest I didn't like being adopted either. All of the family's that have fostered or adopted me, only took me so that they could look good, use the money from the fostering system, or needed someone to do there work for them. This lead to me being abuse or hurt and they would bring me back after a month anyways.

     That's another reason I hated my wings. I mean sure I wanted to learn to fly, but all the families that have taken me have only used them as leverage. Saying that they would break, hurt or even cut off my wings if I didn't listen. I never even learned to use them so they where just useless. I normally hid them so that no one would see them, one because I didn't want anyone to threaten them and more or the Ik of me as a useless hybrid, and two because they looked horrible by now. My most recent foster home wanted to keep some of the feather to experiment on but they ended up just taking most of them just to watch me suffer. So my wings where almost bare, mostly just skin and some feather. They looks like chicken wings really, and I'm sure that my right wing is broken but it didn't matter. I just hid them.

    I was dragged out of my thought by a bell ringing. It was the breakfast bell but I decided to ignore it since Ms. Beth barely let me eat anyways. She said that I was fat. Being fat and a hybrid meant no one would ever want me, that's what she had always said. So instead I went to go change I choose a hoddie to cover my wings a bit better, I didn't want this new family to even know about them. My wings and back where really starting to hurt from staying in a tight hidden position, but stretching them also hurt since my right wing is broken. I just chose some random jeans and my old black converse.

-time skip same pov-

     The clock read 1:45 so I start to head to the interview room. I closed my door as I walked out of my small room, well it was more of a closet than anything. Yet, I was grateful for it. It meant I didn't have to share a room with other kids which has great in my case since I was picked on by most kids there. 

     When I finally arrived to the room Ms. Beth told be to wait outside the room until the family got there, so I did. I sat there for 10 minutes thinking about what I should say to the family. 

     After around 13 minutes Ms. Beth grabbed my wrist and basically through me into the room. I tried to catch my balance but failed as I feel on my back and wings on the floor. I winced in pain but tried not to being any attention to it. I was still on the floor when I heard Ms. Beth start to speak. 

     "You have 30 minutes with the girl your majesty..." did she say your majesty? That just have been my imagination, or just my head spinning from the pain in my wings. "After that time is up I'll be taking her and you may make a decision if you want her. But I don't know why you would." The last part she mumbled so only I could hear it. I heard the door close and then a few moments later I felt someone helping me off the floor.

     I flinched at the sudden touch, but I don't think the person who pick me up realized it. The person then set me down and on my feet before walking back to sit down in the chairs. The person who helped me up seemed to be the elder of the group, he had shoulder length hair and had ice blue eyes. It was only when I sat down on my chair when I saw his wings. They where brilliant, a beautiful white color with gold accents on the tips of his feathers. I look at them in awe as the man let out a light hearted laugh that brought me back to reality.