Broken Blade [Yandere Prince x Reader]

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆: 𝑷𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑷𝒖𝒍𝒍

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Larkyn Sora, Prince and heir to the throne

Once again I sat dutifully listening to my Father's council. Noblemen and military minds advising the King on matters of the realm. It was rather a bore, I'd learn more from simply speaking with father. Though as the future King, it's my duty to learn how to run this Kingdom.

"My Prince, where do you think our forces would be the most valuable?" One of the generals asked. Exhaling, I answered, "The middle north is far too dense to cut through without causing alarm, the East is a better option. Though it's farther than I'd like from the rogue camps"

The King nodded in my direction, an offhand 'well done'

As they all continued to chatter, I found myself thinking of other things. Thoughts of a particular serving boy entered my mind. Whether he was foolish or brave, to be as brash as he was. Where he came from, and why Father seems to hold a fraction of care towards L/n. It frustrates me to no end. Especially now that Quinn seems to be getting attached. Though if anything were to happen our good name would be disgraced. And L/n would spend the rest of his life in the cells.

For some reason, the thought of that doesn't please me.  

"My Prince, do you dislike the course of action?" Fitz asked, noticing the scowl on my face. Fixing my expression I rejoined the conversation, a servant shouldn't be a distraction. It was unbecoming of the future ruler of the Kingdom.

"Fitz, get L/n to fetch me a meat and cheese platter" I said, with a snap of my finger. The man nodded obediently walking out of my chambers.

The door opened slightly "No need to peek in, just bring what I asked" I boredly said. The h/c boy walked into the room subtly looking around my chambers. Still in bed leaning against the headboard I continued to watch him. Placing the try on my nightstand I saw a closer look at L/n's hand.

They were smaller than mine, with calloused fingertips, and small patches of burns on his wrists. Must be from years of working as a sword maker. "Uh-Prince Larkyn, I think Fitz would like me back soon" They said in a slightly awkward tone. I wonder if he still seems to fear me, it's always push and pull with this one. I guess I'll have to push.

"Do you think Fitz has more of a say than I do" I sharply chuckled, keeping my eyes on L/n.

Y/n L/n, Welding apprentice,

How do I keep ending up in this situation?? It seems like everything I do pisses him off. Sir Finn's goodwill with the King can't keep me safe forever.

"No Prince Larkyn, I do not. I simply wish to do my job" You said with a smidge of sharpness yourself. For a moment you could have swore he cracked a small smile at your responce. "Your job is to serve me" Prince Larkyn said moving off the bed. Once again moving closer to you, so close he was almost towering over your stature. "I'm going to be your future King, L/n" He mumbled staring into your eyes.

Before either of you could say another a knock at the door disrupted. "My Prince, Fitz is requesting Y/n–I mean L/n in the courtyard. Prince Larkyn raised his eyebrow before responding "You are dismissed L/n" He said, so I quickly turned around ready to leave the room. Before I reached for the door handle, a hand grasped around my wrist.

Without even thinking I roughly jerked it away my shoulder hitting the door. A shocked looked crossed the Prince's face. There was a flash of something in his eyes, something I couldn't decipher. But I could feel it wash over me, almost like a heat flash across my back.

"You sure are a fighter Y/n" Prince Larkyn said with a smirk. My mouth was slightly agape at his reaction. I expected anger surely, another round of punishment, but not whatever this is.

"Exuse me, greetings Prince Larkyn, L/n come on" Farren quickly entered the room as fast, as he pulled me out. "Woah hey slow down" I said as he continued to pull me down the hallway. "What the hell happened in there are you okay" Farren said finally slowing down. "I-I have no idea what happened, I don't even think I can explain it" I said truthfully, still at a loss of words.

"Seriously man, you must have the worst luck ever" Farren said exasperated. "This isn't towards the courtyard?" I noted as we continued to walk. "Yeah I made that up once I found out you were in there" He shrugged. "Look who's being risky now" I pointed out, with a small grin.

"Pfft I helped you didn't I? Besides the day's over anyways" Farren said opening our room door. Thanking him with a nod I made my way to bed. The crinkle sound under my pillow lit my face up. Pulling the envelope out, Farren looked at me questioningly.

"Sir Finn and I send each other letters through a system" I said, as he nodded. "Hey I get it, my mother scolds me when I don't write often enough" Farren chuckled, as did I. Opening the letter I was unexpected news.

Hey dork guess what! This is Dusk by the way if you didn't notice,

Sir Finn said he could get my letter to you. And Evie says hi and she misses you a lot. How the heck are you?? I know it hasn't been that long but this is the longest we've ever been apart, since practically ever. It's so boring around here without you.

Everything and everyone is pretty much the same. I went with my parents to see your father yesterday, he's been asking about you. Mother says you should write to him soon. And guess what, I heard a rumor that bastard travler was chased out of a town near the East. I really hope they throw his ass in the cells to rot.

Anyways, looks like you followed my advice so far, you know the whole not dying thing. Listen I have to go Dawn is about to set our house on fire. Playing with the fireplace.

Write back to me soon!

– Dusk Yara (Your best friend) 

With a big smile on my face I held the letter. I truly missed Dusk and my people back home. Even though I liked the friends I've made here a lot. I can't wait to make it back home.