Your majesty

Mind Communication

It had been 4 months since we had came to the Dream SMP. My father was doing whatever he could since he got out. He told me he missed the sun. My dad was working on "royal duties" but I knew that's what he said to keep my away so he could sneak out and walk around with Dream. Tommy and Wilbur were bloody angry when they saw Dream out of prison. But they eventually got over it.

At least that's what I thought.

"Have you guys seen Dream?" I asked everyone during dinner. They all shook their heads. "Your father will come on when he feels like it." George had explained. No. Me and my two father's didn't have the perfect relationship. We argued as all families do but it was usually the same fight.

"YOU HAVE TO MARRY SOMEONE OF YOUR KINGDOM!" George would yell. "SAYS WHO? WHAT IF I WANNA MARRY A L'MANBERGIAN?! OR..OR A LAS NEVADAS RESIDENT?!" I would yell back. "YOU CANT! YOU MARRY A DREAM SMP CITIZEN!" He would respond. "Dreamly. Just listen to your father." Dream would say. "FUCK YOU! YOU ALWAYS TAKE HIS SIDE!" I yelled back. The argument would always end up in doors being slammed. And me yelling curse words, while Tommy stared at me.

I picked at my food. "Drè? Why aren't you eating?" Tubbo asked. "Oh I um am not hungry." I replied. I really didn't want to tell him why I wasn't eating. You see, whenever I feel as though something really bad happened I couldn't eat or I'd throw up. Ranboo looked at me. I could see in his eyes that he didn't believe me. Ranboo and I had a bond no one else understood. "Drè. Why are you lying to us?" Ranboo asked me threw our heads. "I'm sorry Ranboo I just can't tell them the truth." I replied. No one could hear us talking to each other but we were both staring at each other. "Their doing it again." Tubbo laughed. The rest of my friends laughed. "What? What are they doing? Their just looking at each other?" George asked. "Dreamly and Ranboo can talk to each other threw their minds." Tommy said. George looked at me but I ignored him and continued to talk to him threw our minds. "What are you guys saying?" Tubbo asked. "Ranboo please don't tell them I lied. I just really don't want them to worry about me." "I won't tell them if you at least tell me the truth." "Ok it sounds stupid but whenever I feel something bad happened I can't eat or I'll throw up." I told him. "Ranboo? What are you and Dreamly talking about?" Tubbo asked again. "Oh nothing." Ranboo replied not taking his eyes off me. "Do you feel something bad happened to your dad?" Ranboo asked. I nodded. "Why can't I tell the others?" "Because I'm afraid they will think I'm crazy." "They won't." "Maybe your right but they won't care if something happened to him. They hate him remember?" "Ok good point." "Can you two verbally speak? Its kinda annoying when we can hear you." Wilbur asked smiling. "I'll keep your secret." "Thank you." "Ok fine." I said. "Ok so how does this mind communication work exactly?" George asked. "Well. Me and Dreamly have to maintain eye contact for it to work." Ranboo said. I nodded. "We can't talk to each other with out looking at each other. But the best part I'd we can talk crap about all of you and will never know." I said laughing. The rest of them started laughing.

"Ranboo." "Yes?" "I'm going to look for my dad." "Please bring Wilbur. He can protect you." "Protect me from my own people?" "Not everyones good Drè." "Fine." I broke eye contact. "Wilbur I'm going to find my father. Will you come with me?" "Yeah." We left the castle and walked down the stone steps. My white robe was trailing behind me, My crown placed perfect on top of my head, my silk clothes slightly wrinkled and me and my boyfriend were walking threw the misty evening. He look perfect. His hair rested still on top of his head. He was wearing a brown trench coat, white shirt and dark blue jeans.

But that's when I saw my father. With a knife sticking out of his stomach.