Grian Oneshots

129 ~ Lotus and Grian 2/3

TW: Child abuse & neglect; Implied self harm; Sexual abuse; Rape; Blood & Violence; Suicidal thoughts and behaviors; Victim blaming; Eating disorder; Joking about Abuse, eating disorders, & suicide; Slurs; Homophobia;

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Grian walked around bored. The castle was never much fun, but his personal guards were out, so he had different guards then normal. They gave him even less privilege then his normal guards, which was the worst part. At least he could travel to the outer end islands and hang out with his friends with his normal guards, with these guards he was literally stuck in the castle.

"Prince Grian." The Watcher Mage said. "I've been looking for you."

And here was another issue! He actually had to practice his magic now.

"I get it, we have to train my magic..." Grian said, the annoyance on his voice making the magic glare at him.

"Watch your tone young master. No prince, let alone a crowned one, should speak like that." They scolded.

And Grian just nodded and agreed with all of their points, though completely encased in his thoughts.

They eventually made their way out of the arena square in the courtyard, and the mage tried to teach Grian a spell he already knew. The perks of having his friends, he learned new spells constantly as their parents were much more powerful then this simple wizard.

"- and then it should cast. Please do the spell, young master so I-" He was cut off by the prince making a column of flames shoot towards him. "Wow, your a natural."

'No, I just train with people who actually make it fun to learn!' He argued in his head.

"Now of you could-"

"Prince Grian, your father would like to see you." The head guard said. This one was usually stood at his father's side, so he knew it was important.

"Yes sir." Grian said, walking towards the Guard captain.

He led the prince through the castle and to his father's office, where he told the personal guards to stay outside. He entered in with Grian, standing near the door as Grian bowed to his father.

"Sit down." His father's cold voice said. God he hated that tone, it usually meant he was going to be punished...

Grian sat down, despite wanting to do nothing more then run to his friends' sides. But they couldn't defend him. No one could.

"I hear you threw a smoke grenade at your guards and ran off again." His father said, glaring at the prince.

Grian looked down trying to hide his fear.

"Look at me when I talk to you." The voice had much more anger then the last, so he looked up.

"As the crowned prince, you know every move you make is important. Pranks, talking back, and anything more then doing your duties isn't allowed." His father said. "Your lucky I don't let the guards teach you a lesson, like my father did. The next prank you pull, I will. For now go talk with the Queen."

Grian nodded and bowed to his father as he got up. He walked out of the office, only for the head guard to crouch down behind him.

"I'm sorry your highness." He said.

"...Its fine..." Grian muttered.

Grian walled to his mothers office, where he ordered his guards to stay outside. He didn't want to them to know how to punish him when he ran to his friends.

"My queen?" Grian asked, staying beside the door.

"What do you want, mistake?" She asked, from the doorway to her bathroom.