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IV

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𝐩𝐨𝐯.: 𝐲/𝐧

"What in Arceus name are you two doing?"

"Just grabbing some snacks."

He flashes you an enraged look.

"This isn't funny. I've been informed that my sister was being held captive!"

You smirk. "By the shackled beast?"

"Yes!" He hisses, closes his eyes and holds the bridge of his nose in exasperation. "You promised to make no trouble! That was part of the deal!"

You'd lie if you'd say you weren't feeling at least a little sorry. Just not enough to make you feel guilty.

"I did make no trouble.. Almost none, at least,"

"You're not making this easy for me," he utters, "I already have to explain to my servants why I'm letting you wander the castle in the first place!"

Your brows furrow and then you stand, still smaller than him but no less menacing.

"By the way, you still have to explain that to me as well,"

His growl switches into a sheepish frown almost immediately, and you're taken aback for just a moment.

"I have to explain nothing to you. I am the prince."

"Oh, don't give me that nonsense.." You growl, raising your chained hands and grabbing a fistful of his clothing. Although his eyes narrow, there is no fear in his grey orbs. What a brave and foolish man. The things your kind had done to men like him... if he'd know, he'd run the moment he understood.

"Hey!"

Both of you still. Blinking a couple of times, you look down to your side, see a less amused princess stand with her hands stemmed on her hips. She doesn't look happy. And she's so small, you can't help but notice again.

"Not up here! This is sacred ground! Don't be rude, sit down already!"

"I—!"

"NO I'S!" She yells at her brother, waving her hands around angrily. You let go as he takes a step back in surprise, frowning at her.

"Alright, alright, calm down little sister."

Shaking your shoulders to rid them of the tension, you sit back down on the pillow. The prince takes a seat next to you and you lift your gaze up to meet his glare. Your lips turn downwards.

"Could you please stop behave like a bickering couple? Being a third wheel is pretty awkward."

Immediately, red spreads on your cheeks and you stare at the little kid with a shocked face.

"Shut it squirt!"

"Don't call my sister a squirt!"

You turn towards him again. "I can call your sister whatever I want."

"No you can't! She is the—!"

As he opens his mouth at the end of the sentence, Mairin suddenly lunges forwards, and shoves one of the pastries down his throat. The prince gasps in surprise, followed by a cough, and white powder flies everywhere. You can shield yourself last second, laughing as you see him trying to recover from the dust in his lungs.

"Maiwriwn!—" He chokes between bites, the girl in question laughing out her little heart as she sees her brother's struggles.

"There's white everywhere!" She laughs, until tears draw from her eyes and she has to hold her aching belly. Only because of her do you still laugh after several moments. It's adorable, really.