The Swan Lake | [Prince Daniel X Reader]

seven

i'm backkk !

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Lila's exuberance ignited, her tail wagging furiously as she declared, "Ahh, two for one! Well then, we gotta get busy." The forest's soft green illumination danced across her features, infusing her enthusiasm with magic. (Y/N)'s perplexity deepened, her delicate (Y/H/C) brows furrowing. "Doing what?" she queried, innocence tempering her tone. Lila's grin expanded, mischief sparkling within her eyes.

Soft moonlight filtering through the canopy above cast dappled shadows upon the forest floor as Lila's voice trembled with excitement. "Gettin' you ready for the ball tomorrow!" The announcement hung, suspended amidst the rustling leaves. (Y/N)'s astonishment blossomed, her hands rising in protest. "A ball? At a time like this?" The incredulity etched upon her face seemed to echo through the forest, seeking justification.

Carlita's calm demeanor provided stark contrast, her measured tone slicing through the incredulity. "Naturally!" she declared, her assurance rooted in ancient tradition. The single word conveyed conviction, as if the ball's occurrence was ordained. The forest's whispers appeared to swell, urging preparation. Lila's nod synchronized with Carlita's, their synchronized movements imbuing the atmosphere with anticipation.

Carlita stepped forward with theatrical flair, her petite frame radiating confidence. Ivan harmonized her movement, synchronizing his steps with hers. Together, they conjured an atmosphere of regal grandeur. Carlita's voice dripped with dramatic emphasis. "You will walk in..." Ivan's eyes scanned the surroundings, his exaggerated gestures conjuring imaginary opulence. The forest's whispers seemed to amplify, as if nature itself anticipated the unfolding spectacle. Carlita's words wove a spell, forecasting romance and redemption.

Ivan's fluid movements mirrored her instructions. He bowed low, his small arm sweeping across his flat chest. Carlita reciprocated, her curtsy a masterclass in elegance. "He will ask you to dance..." Ivan's hands grasped Carlita's, spinning her with exaggerated gallantry. The forest floor transformed into an imaginary ballroom. Carlita's voice soared, anticipation building. "...Then, he will take you in his arms and declare his true love to you!" Ivan dropped to one knee, his devotion unmistakable. Carlita turned, her gaze sweeping the assembled group. "And then, we will all be saved!" Triumphant conviction illuminated her features, as if destiny itself had been secured.

Ivan's fervent declaration resonated through the forest, his voice infused with ardent devotion. "Yes, yes, my beautiful girl!" His arms, fueled by enthusiasm, stretched outward, eager to envelop Carlita in a tender embrace. However, his romantic gesture was swiftly thwarted. Carlita's hands, delicate yet firm, pressed against Ivan's chest, maintaining a cautious distance. Her reminder, though gentle, conveyed unmistakable urgency. "Quills, Ivan! Quills!" The woodland creature's whispers seemed to heighten, as if nature itself acknowledged the precariousness of porcupine-skunk romance.

Ivan's countenance transformed, contrition etched upon his features. "Oop, right! So sorry." His arms dropped, relinquishing the intended hug. Regret flickered within his eyes, a poignant reminder of love's intricate complexities. Lila, witness to the tender exchange, sighed wistfully. Her gaze drifted, lost in the forest's majesty, as if seeking solace within nature's splendor. The rustling leaves and chirping birds harmonized, underscoring the poignancy of Ivan and Carlita's situation.

Lila's voice then whispered, her words suspended amidst the forest's symphony. "Together, forever!" Longing tempered her tone, as if she envisioned an idyllic future, unencumbered by quills or heartache. Ivan's gaze lingered on Carlita, his expression a testament to enduring affection. Carlita's stance softened, her eyes locking onto Ivan's, forging an unspoken understanding.