royal amnesia | dreamnotfound

prologue- wake up

my lips feel all tingly as i come to my senses.

someone is kissing me.

i blink awake and watch as a boy pulls away from me, his lips leaving wet traces on mine. he smiles when he sees my eyes open.

"oh thank goodness you're awake. it worked," he spoke softly.

his soft words are drowned out by a ruckus of noise suddenly surrounding me, overwhelmingly. people shout and cheer gleefully.

the boy who had kissed me awake grabs my shoulder and helps me sit up. i look around at the audience that had just witnessed us. they all smile up at me, faces bright in the early morning sunlight. i blink the bleariness from my eyes. the boy smiles at me, relief flooding his face as he pulls me into a hug.

"i thought i would never be with you again," he mumbles quietly into my ear.

confusion takes over my senses. where am i? what's going on? who are these people? and worst of all; who am i?

the boy pulls away, quickly wiping tears from his cheeks. he tugs me onto my feet and interlaces our fingers.

he holds up a hand, quieting the crowd with his gesture. they all look up at us expectantly.

"my lover is awake!" he shouts.

the crowd cheers again. 

"we will begin the celebration tomorrow morning. start your preparations!"

the crowd gets excited.

"dismissed!"

as the crowd disperses excitedly, the boy looks over at me. a smile tugs at his lips. i stare back blankly and confused. he seems to notice.

"what? are you alright?"

i look away. my eyes scan our surroundings in search of something familiar. behind us is a bed that i had once been laying on, the sheets are royal purple and adorned with a gold crest i don't recognize. we seem to be in some kind of forest, trees surrounding the small area. the only indication of civilization is the wall that encloses the forested area. the crowd had gone through the gates across from where the boy and i are standing.

my fingers fall from his grip and i draw my attention back to the boy. he is wearing a purple cape, the same gold crest imprinted on the back, like the bedding. his shirt is white, buttoned, and tucked into formal dark green trousers that are stuffed into dark boots laced up to his mid calf. i'm wearing something similar, yet somehow more comfortable. my shirt is white, buttoned only halfway up my chest, revealing my pale torso. my shirt is untucked, resting over a pair of tan trousers rolled up to reveal laced up boots.

the boy grabs at my shoulders making me look up at him. "what's wrong?"

i swallow thickly, not sure how to answer.

this man clearly knows me. but i don't know him. surely, him knowing that, would break his heart.

his emerald eyes scan my face for any indication of my feelings. i wrack my brain to find anything about this tall man in front of me, but it feels like my entire memory was poured into a rushing river never to be found again. just complete blankness coating my mind. 

my mouth opens and i mutter the first words since waking up in the unrecognizable place, "i can't remember anything."

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a/n: 

chapter one of my story 'royal amnesia'! it's just a little prologue so it's shorter. wanted to introduce the story and all that. will be updating every wednesday! just so you know, it's lower case on purpose. i like the aesthetic you could say. hope you enjoy!!

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