The Missing Prince

chapter 30☑️

Sarada Pov:

"Wake up sleepy head." My mother pokes me.

I bury myself underneath my pillows and groan.

"Too early, Mama." I try to find my dream but bolt up when I realise who starred in it.

That idiot Raijin. The kid who saved nearly every Royal and Noble in the Kingdom. 

Never seen a better resume to stay at the castle.

Mama opens the curtains with a vengeance and I slump into my bed to ward off the blinding sun rays.

"I'm getting up just give me an hour." I throw a pillow at Mama.

"Come on. Up you get. Your father is already at breakfast." She ushers me over to my vanity table and brushes out my knotty bedhead.

I'm particularly proud of my hair. Shiny, black that reaches to the small of my back.

Mama methodically braids my long hair and as she does that I pick up my old glasses.

Thanks to Mama's ingenuity with magic I haven't had to wear glasses since I was four.

That's when he had noticed me. I shiver at the implications of that thought.

"Are you cold sweetie?" Mama asks.

"No I'm fine." I brush away her concern and give her a smile. I'm not sure if my smile is fake or not.

"Okay honey. If you need to tell me anything, remember I'm always here. Now go get dressed." She shoos me too my dresser.

I pick out a deep red coloured dress that reaches the floor. It's has a slim waistline and highlights my curves while there is a low neckline that still covers my breasts without being over revealing.

The sleeves are short and it's off shoulder, open back and a black bow around my waist tie it all up.

It's one of my more fashionable dresses. Something I might wear to a fancy dinner party.

I put it on with much struggle and do a spin when I finally get it on.

"Fancy smacny." Mama raises an eyebrow at my choice. "Who are trying to impress?" She grins as my face goes beet red.

"No...nobody." I squeak. Mama's face remains passive.

"Of course not." She deadpans.

"Why do I need an excuse to wear a pretty dress? I just want to feel amazing after yesterday's less than satisfactory parade." I lie as I slip on some ruby heels.

Mama's face falls a little. "I hope Hinata is doing okay."

I pull Mama into a hug. "The Queen will be fine." I assure her. I pull back and asses my Mother's own outfit.

"Fancy smacny."

My mother's dress is a fairy floss pink that compliments her hair that has flowing sleeves. It a silky dress with a dipping neckline and billows out tastefully.