Every Prince Needs A Princess (Rivamika)

Chapter 3

~ Mikasa's POV~

"Eren, did I receive any new dresses for this upcoming evening?" I asked opening my closet.

The oak wood was polished with gold handlebars and 2 mirrors behind the doors. Inside was full of dresses, nothing else. In my bottom drawer, there were a few sets of pajamas, not that I needed as much that was in there anyway. When I turned around, I found Eren holding up three elegant dresses.

One was made out of silk, red in color with silver frills and a light red veil to go along with it.

The second was white in color, it had a long train to it, almost like the most expensive wedding dress ever created, with pearls and matching white ribbon forming an X on my shoulders.

The third was a light blue, periwinkle, decorated elegantly with a large bow to the side. It had light sparkles to the tips of the dress.

The door opened quietly to my right, and in stepped Armin.

"Armin, which dress should I wear for tonight's dinner. Oh, and have you received any information on the visitors?", I turned to him. He was setting a stack of bedsheets down, busy for the grand dinner we were having.

"No, I don't have any information on the visitors, and...", he turned around to look at the dresses held up by Eren, "The blue one seems nice."

"What about you, Eren?", I turned back to the boy holding up the dresses.

"Blue, seems fitting for the occasion." He smiled before setting the other 2 dresses down and picking up the blue one.

"Oh, Princess, you have a new tiara waiting downstairs.", Armin bowed again, "I'll be back in a little bit." With that, he exited the room.

"Oh, thank you Armin. I will be sure to pick it up." I stared at my blue dress, I wonder who's coming?

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~Jean's POV~

"This outfit looks very festive on you, Your Highness," Marco complimented me as he fixed my black coat, "Perfect for the dinner tonight at Princess Mikasa's dwelling."

"Mhm~ She'll fall in love with me at first sight!", I smiled proudly, examining myself in the mirror. For, I too was a prince, the Prince of Belgium to be exact. Sleeking back my brown hair with the finest gel, I imagined Princess Mikasa, as beautiful as could be.

"Would you like anything to drink, Your Highness?", Reiner, my other servant approached me with a tray of champagne in a tall, glass vessel. "Yes, Reiner," I took the glass cup and taking a long sip, "Will there be another guest at the dinner tonight, besides me and the Princess Mikasa?"

"Yes, Your Highness, there will be another guest." Reiner nodded to me.

I slammed the cup down on my desk, creating a loud bang, silencing the room. "Who is it?!" I yelled.

"Levi Ackerman, Prince of England"

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~Levi's POV~

"Farlan, what time is this unexpected dinner?" I straightened out my black coat with fancy, yellow tassels, covering my shoulder area. I had to dress up for this dinner, I knew that a princess would be there, other than that, I still  had to dress up for everything, anyway.

Isabel combed my black undercut, making sure that I looked as sharp as ever. "I doubt that anyone in the kindom looks as handsome as you, Levi. You're sure to charm any princess." The red haired girl smiled as she finished doing my hair, "Perfect!"

"8:00. I suppose you do have to look very sharp..." Farlan smirked, "I think it's Princess Mikasa's dwelling we're venturing into..."

"Princess Mikasa!?!?" Isabel jumped out of her seat, startling me, "You mean, the  Princess Mikasa?"

Farlan nodded silently, unsure of what she was so hyper about.

"Levi! This is a very, very big deal!!" Isabel shook me, by my shoulders. "What's this all about?" I asked bluntly, trying to assess this absurd situation.

Isabel cleared her throat, "Princess Mikasa is the most beautiful princess in the world. THE WORLD. You won't believe how many people have come to her, asking for hand in marriage. It's CRAZY! No matter how many princes have come to see her, she hasn't taken a single interest in any  of them! Her hair is as soft as silk and her eyes are as dark as the night sky...her graceful figure is unbeatable and her skin is pale and clear. Literally, a perfect person!" The girl finally ran out of breath, panting, "You're lucky Levi!"

"Isabel, you are addressing Your Highness as Levi, once again." Farlan complained, crossing his arms.

"It's fine." I waved it off with a flick of my hand, "Whatever this Princess Mikasa is, seems like a big deal. Might as well treat it like one, then." I glanced at the clock and picked up my crown, "It's almost time."