I watched, petrified as Chat lay motionless on the ground: his face stained with tears, his hair matted with blood and his eyes empty and hopeless.
A single arrow shaft was pierced between his midnight black armor, and his body was lying in a pool of red.
"He can't be dead." I said, looking hopelessly at my father. "Tell me he's not dead!" I screamed louder, cupping my hands against his cheeks that were now cold and stiff to the touch.
The King looked down at me and frowned. "Enough," he said, turning to the guards stationed against the cobblestoned walls. They hauled him up onto their shoulders, and carried my prince away...
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The Prince - Marichat AU
FanfictionChat Noir is a dashing yet mysterious vigilante who does whatever it takes to protect the people of his country. Lady Marinette is the King's daughter, who is also Chat's mortal enemy. But when Chat starts to warm up to her, what will she do to prot...
