Gross. [Reverse! Harem x Reincarnated! Male! Reader]

C. 3

It had barely been an hour, a record time since the golden temple was four hours away by carriage from the golden kingdom. You were immediately surrounded by the guards, their armour coated in, what else, gold. It wasn't every day you left the temple unless you were requested, so everyone was on edge and it was tripled because of your attempted 'assassination'. You lower yourself from your stead, petting her snout with the palm of your hand, and fix your cape. You didn't even wait to be announced, you simply walked into the royal courthouse, where the most sensitive cases were handled.

Heads turn and eyes glue to your form, the king rises, stepping down from the judge's bench and walking until he was in front of you. He knelt and said the same mantra he had last time.

"May your visions never fail the kingdoms, Your Divineness."

"Rise, my young king."

People start gossiping around you, as you lower your hands to his shoulders, it was unheard of for you to touch any of the royals in calm situations, and even Aurelian seemed shocked by your hands though he was less than upset. He stands and your hands don't leave him, though you use one hand to angel his head so that he was looking into your eyes.

Still just a young boy, so afraid of watching die so shortly after his father, he was easy to read after this many lives, so you showed the man some respect.

"Thank you, Your Divineness."

You let go of him, turning to face the man who had attacked you. He had an aura of fear and it only increased when you start walking towards him though, of course, you had no intention to harm him unlike people expected, you could hear whispers spoken by nobles as you crouch in front of him.

"You are excused of this crime, child-"

"What?! He attacked you, he should be put to death!"

You stand, turning and glaring at the judge.

"If this-"

Perhaps you should just shut up because it seems as if no one wants you to finish your sentences.

You are cut off by the loud slam made by the door and it demands everyone's attention.

There she stood black hair flowing behind her, adding to her powerful presence, as her caramel eyes silently judged every little thing in the courtroom. Her eyes soon land on your figure, an evil smile etches itself onto her face and you have to will yourself to stop from calling the guards.

"My dear cousin, it's been so long since you've visited the family!"

The family was actually just hers as anyone who wanted to could have easily followed you, as your parents and grandparents had. Her side of the family chose to stay, hating the fact that you wouldn't give the position of Divine Preist immediately to her once she got her gift. You would always thank your younger self for doing that, perhaps you wanted to be respected through the countries just a little longer and it was very greedy of you but it was a saving grace in the end. So, instead of leaving the commoner life that both you and Medea had been born into, they forced that young girl to watch as you were gifted and spoiled by everyone in the countries.

Though you felt less than guilty.

"It's common knowledge that I'm not allowed to leave the kingdoms I protect, my sweet little cousin."

She laughed and if you hadn't lived through your death so many times because of her maybe you would have liked to hear it but now, as she steps towards you, it only made you tense. Every time her heels hit the tiled floor of the courtroom made you want to leave and, luckily, your red-haired knight had caught onto that.

He blocked you from her vision, his hand at the ready on the hilt of his sword, perhaps he did deserve your love because it was obvious he cared enough to watch... your every move... enough to notice the subtle hints of your emotions...

You would probably ignore him after his confession again.

Medea laughs again, this time not fake like her last, and she had to cover her mouth to stay in her lady-like persona.

"Why is your knight so- ha, short?"

You watched him slightly deflate and you gently pat his shoulder, and it was easy as you were taller than him, but it still makes him stand straighter and make a comment with a glare on his face.

"Not only do you not respect the kings, barging in here without a warning, but you also don't call the Divine Preist by his title!"

She walks even closer and gently taps Damien's nose but before he could draw his blade an angered voice booms throughout the room.

"There shouldn't be this much chaos in my court!"

Medea steps away from your knight and bows towards Aurelian, who immediately tells her to rise. His grey eyes don't show a lot of emotion but Gabriel's do. His green eyes slightly turn up in confusion and his brown brows furrow to add to his expression. His father, a much nicer king than the blessed one, had stood up to bow to you earlier but you simply brushed both off.

Medea's voice cuts through the room and, as she was on the opposite side from Aurelian, she spoke louder and, even if she was family, you wanted to punch her.

"Aurelian, what a beautiful name you have but you mustn't be very bright. This young man had nothing to do with this crime against my favourite cousin. He should be excused of this-"

"He already is, the Divineness did it earlier."

"Yes, I saw it in a vision. Unfortanly I didn't see the true criminal."

A soft confused noise leaves Medea's mouth and you outwardly smiled in victory, even if it was a small battle. Her gift never did cancel out yours, and you were even luckier that the third's gift was so powerful. Perhaps you should thank him.

Her gift was so simple yet so, very annoying.

She could see what people wanted or desired, it was how she could turn the people against you so easily. She was so confident that she had won, in your many past lives, that she would tell you how she converted one.

What an absolute moron she was.