Mother Knows Best (Russia x Reader)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝘁𝐞𝗿 𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐕𝐈

The night was dark. The when was blowing and the sound of the leaves in the high trees could be heard. For after all this time, two lovers were reunited. Only the sound of their heartbeats could be heard among the two. Russ with his strong and large body towered over the shorter, beautiful girl.

It was a sight to be seen, and yet nobody weren't there to see it. After telling everything that came to her mind, the moment of silence and the sweet kiss that occurred had caused all the nature to go peaceful. The young Russian prince never thought that he would find himself in such a romantic scenery.

And there he was standing there holding her by the waist, their Eyes looking at each other as they pulled away from the sweet, delicate kiss. For moments, they did not speak to one another, The silent glare of love was all that was there. The woman holding the dagger hats around the way without thinking.

And that was the moment where the young Prince took his chance, gripped her wrists and said: "Very well, it is time that you are mine."

Y/n stood there in shock, without any rational explanation in her head, she couldn't tell what was currently happening.

"Russ, what are you doing?!"

Struggled against a strong grip, but his colossal hand would not let go. She struggled with all her might, the pain and her wrists was unbearable.

She looked up that the man and thought what was going on here why is this happening what is happening?!

"Disobeying me was the last thing you should have done. I had told you I have duties to fulfil, and now I have a mission."

He looked at her, his expression cold and distant, he did not show any sign of emotion let alone pity, not even for his bride to be.

"I do not care what you think in what you believe, I should believe you are to be my wife, but not more and not less."

She looked at him in disbelief, had her words not come through to him? Was she really this wrong about him? Has there really nothing she could have done differently to come through to him to get him to listen and understand to what she is saying?

She side internally gears in her mind grinding and grinding trying to find an escape out of the situation, and yet she stood there, uncapable to find it.

Whatever the cause, she was not a cause of this. Taking it upon her, she looked at him sternly, and she began to speak:

"I may not be your elder. I may not be your mother. I may not even be your wife, yet. But there are some things that I believe even you, my dear, are well aware of."

"You may speak as much as you want, I do not want to hear another word. Not from you not from my brother not even to my mother my late father is the only man who I would ever listen to and on his deathbed he said: please my son rule as I would have."

Detention in the air only Rose as Y/n looked at him in disbelief.

The amount of hatred she felt in that same moment and the way it's so quickly was replaced by sadness, hurt.

But even a bit of a comfort that you once felt with this strange, cold man, it all seemed to crumble within a moment.

However, a spark of hope rose within Y/n as she heard soldiers coming from the bushes. Were they hiding there? She looked at Russ, and she saw a small smirk on his face.