The Ruby Empire

The Unicorn

Male Monster x Female Reader

The house has been a thunderstorm since the news arrived. Everyone and everything inside had been preparing. Everything you grew up with is now different and new. The furniture, the paint, even some of the paintings that hang on the wall. Usually, this would be something you would welcome. The house needed to be painted, the furniture needed to be refurbished. Your wardrobe had also been completely replaced and your mother insisted you go on a diet and start waist training. Of course, you tried to put your foot down on this. You refused the waist training but your mother still bought your corsets. You ignored the diet but your family tried to play like the food they were receiving wasn't a change.

All of this for a lousy guest. Just because it was a Unicorn everyone thought they had to stop and adapt their lives to his every need and fancy. It didn't matter if you were fat. He still wouldn't give two shits about you. All he cared about was himself that was the most obvious thing. Unicorns were royal from birth. They were born and raised knowing they were the most beautiful and desired creatures in the world. If a Unicorn decided to grave you with its presence then you had to bend to them.

Your family's home had been chosen by such a Unicorn for his winter vacation. Your home was located near a valuable hot spring and as such your home was warm year round. So, in order to accommodate your new guest, the royal family paid your parents to renovate, redecorate, and prepare for him. To you, it was all a ridiculous farce. You didn't care for this Unicorn and whatever it meant. You didn't see this as a blessing. He was a curse.

On the day of his arrival, you're stuffed into a corset and dress. It's hard for you to breathe and even though it is the middle of Fall it is rather hot outside. You stand by your parents waiting for the procession to arrive. First, all his luggage arrives. It's carted in and set up by the staff. Next is his own personal staff arrives and they are whisked off. After that there is another carriage stuffed with luggage, it's all you can do to keep from rolling your eyes. After that is taken care of he finally shows up.

Before he even steps out of the carriage you go down like a ton of bricks. You care barely breathe and you have gotten so hot in the stuffy dress. Your parents fall to your side trying to get you up. They fan you and your mother begins to panic.

You wake up later in bed. Your sides ache, bruised purple and brown and yellow from the corset. One of the maids pours you water and you guzzle it down like you're lost in the desert.

"I suppose I ruined everything," you huff when your mother comes inside.

Your mother pats your hand. "He says it happens all the time."

You frown and stare. "Passing out from heat stroke and not enough breath? That happens to him all the time?"

"No, no, passing out from seeing him."

You glare at your mother more and she rolls her eyes. "I know you didn't. You went before he even came out of the carriage. But for the sake of peace lets-"

You scoff, "you want me to pretend I didn't almost die? That I fainted because I was so impressed by him?"

"Just for the time being."

You sigh and shake your head. "Fine," you murmur.

"He wants to see you," she whispers to you, sounding almost apologetic.

A moment later your doors open and she stands up. You look up as he strolls inside. He's tall and lean. He wears billowing, flowing sheers clothes that show off the pure whiteness of his skin. There are soft, pink patches on his neck and chest. He has long, cascading hair white than snow and softer than silk. His long, elegant legs end in hooves that are shined to a near gloss. His face is long and strange. His features narrow and his eyes bulbous. The horn that shoots from the center of his forehead is like opal and shimmers with a radiance you've never seen.