You walked towards the old house with your small bag in your hands. The small garden house looked like a marble home with only one window, and it was a big window on the side. You stepped inside the home, forced the door open, and looked around. There were two floors in the tiny house. The first floor had a bed, desk, and a small kitchen, and beside the desk was a ladder stuck to the wall. Above you, there was a small walkway around the home. On the walls of the second floor, there were books along the three walls; then, there was the ceiling above them that connected in a triangle fashion.
' This is a quaint little home. '
You sat your bag down on the floor and proceeded to look around the home. It was dusty and looked like it had not been used in years. But, unfortunately, you didn't have much time to look around when Quinn came running through the door, out of breath.
" Quinn, are you alright? Why did you run? "
" I'm just excited to finally see my mother after so long. I've brought a horse with me, let's get on and start our trip. "
You nodded and grabbed your bag, walking outside. Quinn took your bag and saddled it on the horse's side, with his own already loaded on the other side. He helped you sit on top of the horse and joined you, sitting behind you.
" Quinn what is the real reason you came running so quickly? "
" I've just received some news, that wasn't at all pleasant, and I'm on high alert. I didn't want to leave you on your own for too long. "
" I'm a big girl, I'll be fine. "
" I know, but I still worry. Don't think about that now, we must ride away as quickly as possible. We will only visit for a short time and then return tomorrow morning. "
Quinn wrapped his left hand around your waist while his other hand held the reign. He shouted for the horse to move, and the horse galloped away from the palace. You looked back at the castle, wondering what happened in the short time you were separated from Quinn. On the other hand, Quintin was walking through the halls, worried.
' These simpletons. They are going to ruin everything I've worked for. Everything that I have created along with those within the rebellion! This isn't good, and I don't know how I am going to fix it. Quinn informed me that Mariella was leaving, which only leaves him and Y/n. THey both need to escape unscathed, and we will have secured the crown. After that- '
" Quintin! " Francis yelled.
Quintin took a deep breath before walking into the throne room with King Francis sitting on the throne. Quintin's feet brought him to stand before the throne, but his eyes wavered towards the king's right hand. The king's posture was sloppy, slumped over on the throne. His crown was taken off his head, and he ran his hand through his hair. His legs were spread apart, and his right hand gripped his sword tightly, with the tip of the blade making a dent in the floor. Quintin felt his guard being put up immediately, and he bowed to the king.
" Yes, your highness. "
" What has happened to my castle? "
" Your highness? "
" My wife has disappeared, without a trace, my daughter has become recluse, and my son. . ."
The king laughed something evil and low. The tone scared Quintin even more, and he felt that he was in danger.
" My son has followed my will, but he won't always. When he is king, he won't follow my word anymore. Why would he? I am a reprobate to him and everyone else. But you know, there was once a time I was not so forceful. . . "
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You Are The Reason ( Prince x Reader )
General FictionShe was just a maid in the palace, working underneath a ruthless king who killed his maids at a drop of wine. Quinn was the son of the cruel king, and he was being forced to find a wife before his ascension. When these two meet, will it be possible...