Forbidden || Technoblade x fem!reader

1. A Distant Memory, And Longing

Flashback

       The sun was high in the sky, casting dappled light through the leaves of the thick trees as Princess (Y/N) and Clara sat with King Augustus and Queen Eleanor in a secluded meadow near the border wall. The imperfectly rectangular cut stone wall, covered in vines with blooming flowers and patches of moss, marked the edge of Lythoria. It was a rare moment of leisure for the royal family, and had decided to enjoy a picnic in this serene spot to wind out, and spend time with one another.

       Clara, (Y/N)'s best friend was along since she and (Y/N) were inseparable. Clara's mother, a maid back at the castle, stayed behind to tend to maid duties. 

      As soon as the picnic was laid out, (Y/N) and Clara quickly began eating, devouring their sandwiches quicker than ever, eager to play their favorite game, charades in the nearby field. 

      "Mother, may Clara and I go play over there?" (Y/N) asked, pointing to the open field near the wall as soon as the sandwich was no more.

       Eleanor smiled and nodded. "Yes, but stay where we can see you and be careful. You know the rules."

       The girls nodded enthusiastically and ran off, their laughter echoing through the meadow. 

        "I will go first." (Y/N) exclaimed, getting on all fours and rolling around, side to side on her back. 

       Clara thought for a few seconds, "A....A dog?!"

       (Y/N) shook her head no, rolling back onto fours again as built a fence with her hands in her imagination, crawling into it, pretending to eat off the ground and roll around once again, looking back towards Clara. "A hog! A pig!"

       (Y/N) stood up rapidly, "Yes! Yes! that's it. Its your turn now."  

      Just before Clara started motioning, a strange noise interrupted their fun. It sounded like a whistle, followed by a thud and a distant voice.

      (Y/N) and Clara exchanged nervous glances. "Did you hear that?" (Y/N) whispered, and looked around to make sure it was nothing in their line of sight.

      Clara nodded, her eyes wide. "Yes, I think it came from the wall..."

      Curiosity piqued, (Y/N) turned towards the wall, unable to see over it. She took a few steps closer, but Clara grabbed her arm. "Remember what your parents said about the wall. It's dangerous." Clara was never the type to get into any trouble. 

      (Y/N) glanced back at the picnic spot where her parents were deep in conversation, not paying attention to them. She looked back at Clara, her eyes filled with determination. "Just a quick look," she whispered, motioning for Clara to help her.

       Clara hesitated but couldn't deny her own curiosity. As she made her way over, the noise happened again, this time accompanied by what sounded like a horse. (Y/N) placed her foot into the grooves of the stone wall, and with Clara's help, she began to climb. Clara's hands supported (Y/N)'s feet, and soon (Y/N) was peeking over the top of the wall.

       Her eyes widened at the sight of untouched land, dense woods stretching as far as she could see. "It's beautiful," she whispered to Clara. "So many trees and vines, and... a person?"

      Clara's curiosity grew. "What do you see?"

      (Y/N) described the scene, her eyes scanning the brush. "There's a person, I think. And a brown horse. The person looks a bit older than us, with pink hair and a mask."

      Clara's arms began to tremble under (Y/N)'s weight. "I can't hold you much longer," she said, her voice strained.

       Just then, the person turned, and (Y/N) made eye contact with them. Clara's grip slipped, and she yelped, causing (Y/N) to lose her balance and fall. The king and queen looked up in alarm, rushing over as Clara fell to the ground and (Y/N) landed hard, tears forming in her eyes.