𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓽 𝓘𝓽, 𝓡𝓮𝓭 | 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐤

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 18: 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓲 𝓡𝓸𝔂𝓪𝓵 𝓓𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓻

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Amor woke up from his nap, the remnants of his dreams fading as he stretched and blinked against the afternoon light streaming through the window. The stuffed bear still rested beside him, a comforting presence from his childhood.

Rising from the bed, Amor walked over to the doors of the bathroom. The room was just as grand as the bedroom, with unsurprising hints of pink among the white marble. He caught sight of himself in the mirror, noticing the tiredness etched in his features and his bed hair.

"Ew," Amor muttered as he snatched a towel and washcloth off the rack beside the mirror.

He turned on the faucet, watching the round bathtub fill with hot water, and added lavender bath salts once it was filled enough.

The prince undressed himself, letting his clothes pile up on the floor before gradually sinking into the relaxing bath. Amor dipped his head back, wetting his hair and resting his body in the water, easing his muscles. He continued to unwind for another minute or two, then started to wash all the sweat and stress from his body.

Lathering his cloth with soap, he scrubbed across his body. After rinsing off, Amor repeated the action about three more times before rinsing off for the final time.

Deciding to go ahead and wash his hair, he poured shampoo onto his hand and began washing his hair. Once finished, he drained the tub and dried off with his towel. When completely dry, Amor took the robe off the chair and put it on.

Placing the dirty clothes in the basket by the door, he entered the room again.

"I need my closet back ASAP," Amor said, looking at the clothes he had been given. It wasn't that they weren't nice or comfy; they just weren't his level of cunt or comfort.

He changed into a fresh set of clothes laid out for him. They were silky soft, which he appreciated, but were oversized. Luckily for him, he had a thing called magic to fix most of his problems.

Snapping his fingers, he magically altered the shirt to fit more perfectly while also adding a floral rose design around the front and near the side of the neckline. Nodding at his reflection in approval, Amor proceeded with getting ready.

Amor grabbed a brush off the table and began brushing his hair, starting with the ends and slowly making his way upward until his hair was styled to his desire.

Before heading to the grand dining hall, he retrieved his looking glass from the table. The mirror looked incredibly vibrant compared to how it had before in Auradon and the Isle; returning to Wonderland must've recharged it like it did the portal. He held it carefully, gazing into its reflective surface.

"Uma," he whispered, watching as the mirror's surface rippled like water, transforming to reveal the familiar underwater lair of Ursula.

The shimmering image showed Uma, surrounded by the ethereal glow of bioluminescent plants and sea creatures. The surface stilled for a moment before rippling more.

Uma looked up, her expression softening when she saw Amor. He held the mirror higher, as if it were a phone and he was trying to get cell service. He moved closer to the balcony, waving the mirror.

"Amor, d-did you-u make it th-er-e safe?" Uma's voice sounded distant and crackly, almost like a candy wrapper.

"Yeah, but that stupid shield barrier is messing with my mirror," Amor said, feeling relieved to hear Uma's voice. "I wanted to check in and see how things are on your end. How is Ally?"

Uma nodded, her eyes reflecting concern. "Ally wasn't too mad, honestly. She just wishes she had sneaked after you."

Amor sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I'm starting to wish she did, and you too."