"She said she was a L/n or somethin', personally, I think she just drunk," Schlatt said, his words slurring together. The man--a boy really--looked at him curiously. His glowing purple eyes silently asked for elaboration. Schlatt did look over at him, something in his booze-filled gut told him not to meet his gaze. "'Parently she lives up in the castle or somethin', sounds like a load of bull to me."
"Sir, are you going to get anything?" Ramona asked the boy. He didn't respond, only staring at her. His nails dug into the table the longer their gazes remained connected. Ramona got the hint and looked away, towards her wife who was cleaning some glasses. "He's weird." Willow rolled her eyes.
"As weird as your brother's green friend?"
"Charley's just annoying, he ain't really weird. But that guy, something's off 'bout him." Ramona glanced at him briefly as he continued to listen to Schlatt spew his drunk nonsense. "What do you think he is? He reminds me of one of those creatures of old, what were they called? The tall ones that hate eye contact or somethin'." Willow shrugged.
"She mentioned once bout how she had a mask tucked up in her closet, along with a duke of mooshroms or something like that." The boy's eyes widened at Schlatt's words. He stood abruptly, knocking over his stool. He turned sharpy towards the door and pulled his hood over his face.
The boy would wake hours later, finding himself in a pile of hay on a cart. And he'd know, with a sinking pit in his stomach, that the curse was getting close to answers. He'd look towards the castle, at the king's window, and know nothing but hatred towards him, the man he didn't remember meeting.
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Family Jewels | Dream Smp Royal AU
FanfictionY/n thought she moved on, she really did. All those regrets and nightmares were behind her. At least they were behind her, now they're right in front of her, making her choose between a long lost past she'd dreamt of, or her current, comfortable, li...
