Bluebells (AloisxReader)

Alois Trancy

I felt the cool breeze blow passed me, as my eyes fluttered open. A small bluebell tickled my nose making me smile. Bluebells were my favorite flower. I loved the sweet aroma they left in the air.

I sat up and looked around me. Bluebells stretched as far as the eyes can see. I found this bluebell valley when I was a little girl.

I lied back down and looked up at the sky. It had to be around noon. Jessica should've been here by now to tell me lunch was ready. She knows I always come here from breakfast to lunch to draw.

Jessica was my most loyal maid. She's never failed any task I ask her to do.

A hummingbird hovered next to me with its beak in one of the bluebells. Hummingbirds were such pretty birds. I loved their colorful patterns on their small bodies, how they can flap their wings around 62 times per second, and their long thin beaks they use to drink nectar out of flowers.

The hummingbirds seemed to be used to me being up here, for some even dared to come close to me, like this one. I wouldn't dream of hurting a feather on their frail bodies.

I was so intrigued by the bird that I didn't notice a figure that had walked up to me, until he was hovering above me, frightening the bird away. I looked up just to have my (e/c) eyes meet with icy blue ones. I jumped and backed away from the person that was staring down at me. It was a young boy with neatly done blonde hair that frame his face. He had a cute smile as his gaze followed me.

"I wasn't expecting anyone to be up here," he said then got on his knees and leaned forward to me, placing his hands on each side of me in the grass. "Especially a girl as pretty as these bluebells," he whispered giving me a smile of lust.

I don't even know him but he already scares me.

He then stood up with a happy smile. "I'm Alois! What's your name?" he asked cheerfully causing me to sweatdrop.

"(f/n)," I replied while standing up. Alois gave me that lustful smile again and grabbed my wrists.

"Lovely name, (f/n)," he whispered in my ear, then licked the shell of it. Licked it! He licked it! I don't even know him but one thing I do know is that he's a creep and I should probably stay away from him!

He backed up and looked at me. He didn't have that lustful or cheerful smile. He was glaring at me. I should be the one glaring. You don't just find a random person and lick their ear! "I usually get a reaction," he said, then his expression changed to its cheerful self again. "We're going to be great friends!" he giggled, then glared at me again. "Promise me that we will."

He's forcing me to be his friend? Ok, first of all, you don't force people to be your friend.

He squeezed my wrists tighter, digging his nails into my skin. It took all my willpower to not yelp. "Promise," he hissed.

"If you stop hurting me, I will," I said. His eyes softened as he loosened his grip on them. He turned them over and examined the crescent shaped marks in my skin.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled. "I'm sorry. A friend shouldn't hurt their friends! Please forgive me!"

"I forgive you. Just don't do it again," I said then remembered the time. "Crap! I've got to go! Jessica is probably waiting for me," I said grabbing my sketchbook.

"Meet me here after lunch," he demanded.

I looked back at him. "Ok, first of all, friends don't demand things like you're doing. Second, I don't think I'll be coming back until after breakfast tomorrow," I said then started running to my manor, leaving Alois alone.

"Claude," he said as a tall figure appeared behind him. "I want her. Make her mine," he ordered.

"Yes, your highness."