Sinbad- trust me

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The (s/c) princess sat in the garden of her castle, creating a flower crown of (f/c) flowers. Her quiet voice held a small song as she continued her work, focused on her task at hand. Her surroundings became nothing more than a blur, unaware of the pure danger just feet away from her.

Sinbad watched the girl in a (2f/c) dress as she peacefully made the crown. He usually never saw the girl so relaxed, or if at all. While staying in [Kingdom name], he was preoccupied with treaties for his countries and trade.

   He never was able to see the (h/c)ette like she was now. She either quietly greeted him and ran past or tried to leave before he could notice her. These actions had confused him to no end, until he heard from the servants, an interesting little fact.

   She was both shy and scared around people, but specifically around men. Just thinking about that made him grin, both in amusement and happiness.   ' That means no one would be able to get to her right?'

   " And..... Done!" The princess cheered, holding up her now finished crown. She had held her masterpiece in to a certain angle so it sat right above a very clear.....


  Sinbad.

 The girl had dropped the crown back on the grass, staring wide eyed at the purple haired man who had stood and smiled at her. Just how long had he been watching her?!

   " Good morning princess. Glad to see your in high spirits today." He greeted, charming smile etched onto his tan features. The smile had slowly disappeared when the young girl had abruptly gotten up.

  " G-Good m-morning to you t-too King Sinbad. Though it is a pleasure, I'm afraid I have to be going no-now. Good day" The girl hurried as she began to speed walk past him towards the inside of the castle. Only when a hand grasped her wrist did she begin to panic.

   " (Name), we both know you have nothing to do today, or else you wouldn't have stayed so long in the garden."

    " J-Just how long had you b-been standing there?"

   " Long enough to know what you just said was a lie." Sinbad stated, smile never fading from his face. 

   " a-ah.... I-is that s-so..?" The princess barely spoke above a whisper, eyes darting around to see if anyone else was around. And sadly for her, it seemed as if they were the only ones inside the castle.

    " Pretty much.... But mind doing one thing for me though?" Sinbad's smile faltered, but even though (Name) couldn't see it: she could still tell from his voice.

   " W-what?"

    " At least give me a chance. Please stop trying to shut me out." His voice was laced with pure hurt, more than he would ever like to show.

    " Wait.... what?" (Name) turned around, pure confusion shown on her face; clear as day. Sinbad stared down at her small form, losing hope in trying to win over the girl.

   " Know what...... Never mind. Please forget I said anything, Princess." Sinbad's voice swept over as he brushed past the girl of his dreams. As he walked down the halls that lead to the inside of the palace, the (h/c) girl turned away and walked back to the garden, unfazed by his absence.


    Only when Sinbad heard rushing footsteps behind him did said king turn around. To his surprise, he saw the blur of (2f/c) run into him, almost knocking him over. He looked down, only to blush at the smaller girl in his arms- which had wrapped around her on instinct.

   " (N-Name)! What are you doing?" Sinbad had tried to take a step away from the princess that cuddled into his chest, yet to realize  that the girl had a grip on his robes. The (e/c) girl slowly looked up, revealing burning bright red cheeks. Only then did he notice she was holding something.

   You tried your best to stand on your tip toes, flower crown in hand. Sinbad, in a state of shock, had calmed down and began to lean downwards. His blush only darkened the further he moved down, the same with you.

   It wasn't long until the space separating you both had vanished. One of his hands shot to the back of your head to deepen the kiss, the other to your waist to keep you in place. Your hands flew up to his purple hair, secretly adding the flower crown you held the whole time.

___Extended Ending____

 No one knows how long the make out session lasted, but it ended when Ja'far had cleared his throat.Both had pulled away with equally red faces. Sinbad wore a wide closed eyed smile, one alike to a child.

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