Inspired by the cruel prince
"You are aware I am going to kill you one day, right?", I glare at the person my arm is hooked to, walking up to the dance floor. They grin looking down at me, "I'm surprised you didn't do it yet",
"I'm waiting for the right moment", I mumble plastering a fake smile on my face. Me, the new queen/king and them, the king/queen that gave me my new title- well, let's say we have come to a deal. It was this or using force and I'm delighted to say my new husband/wife is kind of terrified of me. We walk up to the dance floor for our opening dance (apparently it is something important in this kingdom). They put their arms around me and I do the same. Our adviser told us to keep our eyes on each other, to look like 'we are in love' so no one would expect a thing. I'm struggling with the last one since my relationship with t/n doesn't have any aspect of 'love' in it. "Are you going to try and kill me now? With everyone looking?", they ask, a glimmer in their eyes. "You would like that huh? At least then you got a reason to behead me- if I fail", I keep the fake smile on my face, getting comfort from the many knives strapped to my body and hidden in my dress/suite. Their eyebrows shot up, looking surprised and I can truly not say wether it is sarcastic or not. "Behead my wife/husband? I would never do such a thing! I want to live a long and happy life with you", I roll my eyes, "by throwing me in lakes?",
"You can swim",
"How would you know that?", they shrug that same small smile on their lips. "You didn't drown the last time",
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Romance•Everything I post is written by me so It is not allowed to use my work in any way or form! If you aren't sure about something, always ask me! This story will be full with imagines/one-shots (all written by me). Fantasy and contemporary and obvious...
