The Ruby Empire

Kitto the Cetus

Male Monster x Female Reader

You arrived at the castle, excited to meet your betrothed. You had been told stories about him. That he was handsome and brave and that he was well-liked by the kingdom. It helped you to know that you would be marrying someone who wasn't horrible. You're led through the halls to your room.

"Please feel free to relax," the butler says as several others place your bags and trunks in the room. "You have plenty of time before you meet the prince to rest up."

"Thank you," you reply. "I'm a little too excited to sleep at all, but I'll try to freshen up." You smile and wave. Once you're left alone you slouch and grumble under your breath. All the pomp and circumstance is too much. You start ripping bobby pins out of your hair. There must be a million of them. You tug out the intricate braids and shake out even more bobby pins. You finally have your hair down, but even then it feels more like a rat's nest than hair.

You take off the outfit your mother made you wear. It's uncomfortable and too tight. It's left markings on your skin. You feel almost too excited to try on the traditional wear of this kingdom. It's all flowing and light fabric. Comfortable garments meant for ease of wear rather than the enhancement of the body.

You step into the person bath and beam at the space. Back home the bathroom you had also had to be shared with your older sister. It was nowhere this big either! You can't wait to get settled. You also think, once you're married to the prince, your bathroom will be much nicer than this one! You smirk, not at all afraid to think a little greedy for the time being.

You step into a hot bath and relax. The water pumping directly from the hot water currents under the castle. The water is salted naturally and you can feel the stress from the long journey melting away.

There's a knock on your door. "Please, come in," you answer, not thinking anything of it in your tranquility.

The door opens and closes. After that it is quiet you almost forget someone walked into your room. Until you look up and see someone standing in the doorway. You sit up, bracing an arm over your chest as he smirks down at you.

"No need to be modest," he replies, holding out his webbed hand.

"Who are you?" You scowl at him.

He chuckles and pulls his hand back. He strolls over and sits on the edge of the tub. His skin is deep, royal blue. His long tail splashes into the water and you jerk your leg away from it.

"I hope you won't be this adverse to touch once we're married," he smiles at you. "I plan on touching you all the time."

Your eyes grow wide at him and a scowl comes to your face. "You?" You ask. "You're the prince?"

"Not THE prince. Merely A prince," he tilts his head.

Your eyes dart over him, his strong body is attractive. He's toned with broad shoulders. The fins on his arms go from sapphire to gold. His eyes were garnet red. The flared ridges on his head were tipped gold. They came down until they turned into long tentacles that draped down his broad back. He wasn't unattractive, in fact, if you had met the way you were supposed to, you would be swooning.

"Why are you here?" You sinking back into the tub, moving bubbles to cover you.

"I didn't want to meet you while wearing rose-tinted glasses at the...introductory ball. Or whatever my mother wants to call it." He rolls his eyes. "I figured I'd meet you now, the real you, and we could get along from there."

His logic isn't wrong, just annoying. "Well, once you saw I was in the bath, couldn't you have...I don't know...left?"

"Even better," he smirks. "I get to see the real you."