°•*⁀➷ 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 # 👑🩰🎶
❪ 𝙰𝙽𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙰 𝙼𝙾𝚅𝙸𝙴 ❫
𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 ━ when their family is killed,
(y/n) and anastasia barely makes it out alive.
later, with vague memories of their past, they
travels to paris with t...
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Dimitri sat on the stairs in the opera house watching Vlad pace back and forth, them both in black fancy suits with hats now.
"We don't have anything to be nervous about." He reassured him, "They are the Princesses."
Vlad walked to him and sat down next to him, "I know, I know.."
"No, no." Dimitri shakes his head and stands up, "No, you don't know. I was the boy in the Palace, the one who opened the wall." He leans down to his friend, "She's the real thing Vlad." His tone drops to a whisper.
Vlad sat there and pieced the pieces together, mouth opening in shock, "That means our (Y/N) and Anya.." A bright smile forms across his mouth, "Has found the rest of their family." He stands up and places a hand on Dimitri, not seeing his sad face, "We have found the heirs to the Russian throne."
He suddenly realized something else as well, making his happy expression drop as he turned back to Dimitri, "And you-"
"Will walk out of her life forever." He interrupted in a low tone, walking a few steps down the stairs.
Vlad went to reach out to stop him, knowing this wasn't how it was supposed to go between them, "But-"
Dimitri held up his hand, "Princesses don't marry kitchen boys." He tells him sadly, knowing there was no way for him to be with his dream girl and the reality of it pained him.
"I know but-!"
He held up a hand again and pointed a finger at his friend, "We're going to go through with this as if nothing has changed."
Vlad narrowed his eyes down, "You've go to tell them, her especially." He insisted, emphasis the 'her' as he meant (Y/N).
"Tell us what?" A voice questioned from behind them.
Both males turned to see (Y/N) standing there in a blue fuzzy coat, holding onto Anya's arm who wore the same but in a different colour.
Dimitri was speechless to say the least already. He took his hat off as (Y/N) came closer to him and he stuttered for words, "Uh-how-" He paused and his next words were coated with adoration, eyes warm, "How beautiful you look."
