Hearts Of Fate Twst x Gn!reader( ReWriting!!!)

Prologue 2

Mc pov :

As I walked into my chambers I heaved a heavy sigh before collapsing onto one of the divans that were in my bedchamber
I was quite fortunate that no servants nor maids were in my room As of present or else I would've disgraced myself a Royal must always be elegant and refined whenever possible is what they say but I think it's a load of bullshit!
But I really have no space to complain I was always given a golden spoon ever since I was a mere child and as such I've devoted my entire being to the subjects of the queendom till the day of my last breath but enough of my epic monologue
Let's get back to the storyline
Of course I couldn't just waltz in that school with no preparation whatsoever I must prepare myself for any scenario that may come when I turn up at this so called prestigious school albeit it is a all boys school wait.. i think that may not be entirely correct..
I waved my hand a bit as I sat up on the divan I collapsed on a red toned aura like thing appeared around my hand as a book floated it's way towards me I gently set it down onto the table infront of me, And quickly flipped through the pages...

The next morning
As i wake up in my opulent chamber, the morning sunlight casting a warm glow through the windows. I slowly open my eyes, feeling the softness of the luxurious bedding enveloping me.
This really is the life... Stretching gracefully, i rise from the bed and slip my feet into plush slippers. I make my way to a lavishly decorated vanity, where a silver tray holds a crystal carafe of water and a golden goblet. I take a refreshing sip, rejuvenating Myself for the day ahead. With elegant poise, i proceed to a beautifully adorned wardrobe, filled with a multitude of regal garments. Selecting an outfit befitting of my status, i quickly dress myself, i slip on the regal jacket, feeling the weight of its intricate embroidery against my shoulders. The structured silhouette accentuates my presence and stature
Underneath, i wear a refined shirt, its fabric soft against their skin. The hidden buttons fasten with ease, completing the polished look.
I chose tailored trousers (or a flowing skirt) sliding them on effortlessly. The fabric drapes elegantly around my legs, reflecting my personal style
With each step, i slip into polished leather shoes, feeling the confidence they bring. I crown my head with regal accessories, whether it be a crown or a jewel-encrusted brooch, symbolizing my royal status. After that I head to another side of my bedchamber standing before a gilded mirror, my hair cascading in waves or elegant curls.
(please be minded that both men and women or other genders are allowed to have short or long hair it's just I have a personal preference for long hair as i am a woman, also long haired men Are just.....😩 but nevermind that Mc(reader) is gender netural so yea).
I reach for a delicate brush, gently combing through the locks, removing any tangles with care With practiced finesse, i gather sections of my hair, skillfully weaving them into an intricate updo or a refined hairstyle. Each strand is artfully arranged, creating a noble and regal look.
As i secure the hairstyle in place with ornate pins or jeweled accessories, my reflection in the mirror reveals a sense of elegance and authority. I take a final moment to ensure every detail is perfect, smoothing any stray strands and ensuring their hair complements my overall royal appearance
I look In the mirror infront of me
I suppose this will do..
As of that I slowly walked out of my chamber
And into the hallways of the main palace

Third person pov:

As the Mc steps into the grand palace, their presence commands attention. The halls are adorned with exquisite architecture, featuring high ceilings embellished with intricate moldings and elegant chandeliers casting a warm, golden glow. The polished marble floors reflect their every step, adding a touch of opulence to their journey.
Dressed in regal attire, Mc walks with grace and confidence, their every movement purposeful and measured. Their attire is a blend of rich fabrics and vibrant colors, tailored to perfection, hinting at their elevated status within the palace walls. The sound of their footsteps resonates through the spacious halls, echoing a sense of importance.
As they make their way through the palace, tapestries line the walls, depicting scenes from ancient legends and historical events. These vibrant tapestries provide a majestic backdrop to the person's path, transporting them through time as they traverse the regal domain.
Occasionally, Mc passes by ornately carved wooden doors, studded with gilded accents. These doors offer glimpses into rooms of grandeur, where dignitaries and advisors engage in discussions of great significance. The muted voices and hushed conversations from behind the doors create an air of mystery, adding intrigue to Mc's surroundings.
Sunlight streams in through tall, arched windows, casting ethereal patterns on the walls. Mc's silhouette is momentarily engulfed in the mesmerizing dance of light and shadow, accentuating their presence and adding an air of mystique to their passage.
As they continue their journey, they encounter statues of ancient kings and queens, positioned strategically along the halls. These masterpieces of sculpted artistry stand as a testament to the rich history and heritage of the palace. Mc briefly acknowledges their stoic gazes, paying homage to the legacy that surrounds them.
Mc's path takes them through a series of interconnected halls, each more magnificent than the last. They navigate the labyrinthine corridors with ease, their familiarity with the palace evident in their seamless navigation.
With every step, Mc carries an air of authority, commanding respect and admiration from those who catch a glimpse of their passage. Their presence alone elevates the already regal atmosphere of the palace halls, leaving an indelible mark on the grandeur that surrounds them.
And with that they finally walked out of the palace where in head of them was the "carriage" that supposedly was going to put them to sleep or something of the sorts, a servant beside the carriage helps Mc onto it and as the door closes they fall into a deep slumber thinking of nothing in peculiar....