The Swan Lake | [Prince Daniel X Reader]

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Prince Daniel's gaze locked onto (Y/N)'s, gratitude shining brightly. "Thank you... you saved me." (Y/N)'s modest smile softened her pinched features, her cheeks flushing. "As long as I wear the crystal, I'm protected... I-I wasn't really in danger." Her voice whispered, a gentle breeze rustling leaves. Daniel's ocean blue eyes narrowed, his expression disputing her words. "That's not how it looked to me." (Y/N)'s blush deepened, her lashes fluttering downward. "I'm... glad you're alright," she murmured. The air vibrated with unspoken emotions, their shared ordeal forging an unseen bond.

Daniel's gaze wandered, drinking in their serene surroundings. "What is this place?" he asked, wonder infusing his tone. (Y/N)'s smile revitalized, her (Y/E/C) eyes sparkling. "I haven't seen very much... but I could show you Swan Lake." Her extended hand beckoned, an invitation to explore the enchanting realm.

As they strolled toward Swan Lake, twilight's soft veil enveloped the landscape. Golden hues surrendered to shimmering soft blues, pinks and purples. The woods whispered secrets, leaves rustling softly. Daniel and (Y/N)'s footsteps harmonized, synchronizing heartbeats. Ivan and Carlita orchestrated a whimsical picnic amidst humungous ancient trees. Delicate china, crystal glasses, and succulent delicacies materialized. Soft music wafted, ethereal and enchanting. Floating lights, like fireflies, danced around the couple.

A cygnet elf presented (Y/N) with a large bouquet of (Y/F/F)s. As she accepted, radiant blue and pink lights in the form of sparkly orbs burst forth, transforming her simple commoner dress. A breathtaking pink gown unfolded, adorned with intricate white lace and embroidery. Matching high heels appeared, completing the enchanting ensemble. (Y/N)'s gasp mirrored Daniel's wonder.

Daniel's rough hand extended, inviting (Y/N) to join him. Lila's surprise faded amidst the enchanting atmosphere. (Y/N)'s slender fingers intertwined with his, their palms touching. The night's magic enveloped them, Swan Lake's serenity infusing their dance. Stars twinkled above, harmonizing with the soft lapping of waves. Their nocturnal waltz seemed eternal, the world narrowing to the gentle rustle of leaves and (Y/N)'s gentle laughter. As dawn's promise crept over the horizon, Daniel's courage surged.

"(Y/N)... tomorrow night my mother is throwing a royal ball..." His voice trembled, anticipation building.

"Will you come with me?" Hope illuminated his handsome features. (Y/N)'s smile blossomed, radiance illuminating her face. Yet, her gaze drifted toward the horizon, where dawn's light encroached. Shadows danced upon her visage, concern whispering. "Oh, it's nearly dawn..." Her voice trailed, the spell broken. Reality's intrusion tempered her joy.

Daniel's plea was heartfelt, urgency infusing his tone. "Come with me, I can protect you at my castle. You can bring your family, please." His words hung, a sincere promise. (Y/N)'s internal turmoil reflected in her sombre (Y/E/C) eyes, weighing danger against desire. The lake's tranquility contrasted with her inner turmoil, as dawn's arrival loomed.

(Y/N)'s gaze swept across the assembled elves, their sombre faces reflecting the gravity of her dilemma. The air was heavy with unspoken concerns, their usually radiant complexions now subdued. Ivan's eyes, normally bright, dimly met (Y/N)'s, while Carlita's delicate fingers twisted in worry. The weight of their collective fate rested upon (Y/N)'s shoulders.

Her thoughts swirled, torn between loyalty and longing. She turned back to Daniel, her voice soft, barely above a whisper. "Daniel... I... I can't... I don't know why, but somehow I'm connected to the Magic Crystal." Determination etched her features. "I need to stay here, to help them. I'll break the spell, somehow..." Resolve hardened her jaw, though sorrow lingered in her eyes.

Daniel's countenance darkened, anger and frustration simmering. "I won't let Rothbart get away with this..." His voice rose, defiance echoing across the lake. "I'll come back with an army." (Y/N)'s hands rose, palms outward, cautioning him. Her words tempered Daniel's fervor, her tone laced with desperation. "You can't, he's too powerful. He'll do to you what he's done to us!" Fear's grey shadow darkened her eyes, the specter of Rothbart's cruelty looming. The elves' anxious glances underscored (Y/N)'s warning, their silence emphasizing the peril.