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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴇɴ

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(Y/n) slowly opened her eyes, yawning as she looked at the seemingly sleeping prince next to her. 'I've never slept this well before...' She thought, turning to her side and laying her head on Byakuya's chest. "You're already awake?" The servant asked when two arms sneaked around her waist.

"Yes, but I didn't want to wake you up, so I just laid back and closed my eyes for a little bit. Did you sleep well, my lady?" Her cheeks flushed a light red from how he addressed her. "Wh-What did you just call me, your highness...?"

"I called you 'my lady'. Would you rather have me calling you 'servant' again?" Quickly shaking her head, she just closed her eyes again. "No, I was just surprised, that's all. Shouldn't we get up soon?" Shrugging, the blonde held her close to him, looking down at his fiance. "Maybe we should."

Even though he said that, his arms held her down as soon as she tried to get up. "That doesn't mean that I want you to get up yet." Was all he said before completely pulling her down again. "But your highness, don't you have some work to do...?"

"Yes, but I can do that later. Now shut up and let me enjoy this moment a little bit more." He mumbled, burying his face in her neck as he let out a soft sigh. 'I guess being the son of such an important family can be really stressful...'

(Y/n) slightly smiled to herself. His warmth and just his presence in general was comforting and calming to her. If only that moment would've lasted forever. In the end, the prince had to get up when he realized how late it already had gotten, even if he didn't want to.

While he got dressed and ready for the day, the (h/c) haired female huddled back into the soft blanket, admiring his every move. 'I never thought I would be laying in Prince Byakuya's bed after spending the night with him. Not to mention being his soon to be wife.'

"You should get ready too. As soon as possible, we have to go to the royal seamstress so she can start with your dress for the ball. And the wedding dress, of course." She let out a small sigh, burying her face in the pillow. "Of course, your highness. Give me a second."

With a silent groan, she pulled herself up, standing up with another sigh. 'I will kind of miss that soft bed.' Thinking to herself quietly, the (h/c) haired servant began to get dressed, not noticing that the blonde prince was watching her every move with his icy blue eyes.

'Last night kind of feels like a dream now. I still can't believe that all that happened. I don't regret a single thing though.' Her face flushed again. 'Instead of blushing and being flustered, I should do my best today to help Prince Byakuya. Maybe his work will be done faster then.'

After that, time seemed to fly by. Though she did have some difficulties with the dress. "But sweetie, this dress would look much better in (l/f/c) (least favorite color)! Why would you want it in (f/c)?" The seamstress wasn't a great help.

Nor were the maids that were assisting her. "You should make the dress more sparkly! Everyone should lay their eyes on lady (y/n) first!" Sighing, said servant leaned her head back, resisting the urge to just run out. 'I'm not sure if I like my new title...'
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