Adrien Agreste; The son of the second richest vampire in the whole of Paris.
Nathanael Kurtzberg; The son of the richest vampire in the whole of Paris.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng; The prettiest, Princess vampire of Paris.
Marinette was a vampire Prince...
Protect her? I could do that! This boy would only hurt her! "Why are you here?" He glares at me and I chuckle.
"Didn't she tell you, we're dating." I twisted a strand of her hair around my finger. Adrien growls and I laugh.
"Well," he puts on a fake smile, clearly pained. Perfect. "You two deserve each, other." He swallows hard. I smirk.
"Why are you here so late?" Marinette asked. Late? He's late? It's nine in the morning. What time is he suppose to be here?
"M-My Father had to get me to model some outfits for his clothing line," he scratches the back of his neck. Gag. "Sorry Princess." He bows again and she rolls her eyes.
"Please stop calling me that." No. Let him do it.
"But-"
"No buts. I'm Marinette, not Princess." She smiles and he sighs and nodded.
A maid comes in and whispers something to him then leaves. He nods to her then turns to my Marinette. "The King and Queen want you present for important business at the Bourgeois Hotel in twenty five minutes." She sighs and nods. I haven't meet them without their masks.
She walks to her closet, opens the door then closes it. She comes out wearing a purple dress with a whit lace trim at the top. It was strapless and she wore black heels with it. The skirt had white flowers on it. "Yes or no?" We shook our heads. She went back in and came out wearing a pink dress with long sleeves. It ended at her knees and had white lace around the collar and bottom of the shirt with a pink ribbon around her waist. she wore black wedges with it. "Yes or no?"
"You look beautiful either way." I wink at her and she rolls her eyes and turns to Adrien. We haven't even kissed once.
She looks at Adrien and he gives a thumbs up. She smiles and sits at her dresser, a maid running in and doing her hair and makeup to match the dress. Pink lipstick, black eyeliner and mascara, her hair in a bun and a pink rose clip to hold it. The maid walked out and Marinette smiled as another came in.
{--Adrien--}
Another maid came in with a box. I smiled at her and she tilted her head to Nathanael. I nodded as she put the box down on Marinettes desk. "Nathanael, you need to leave."
"What why!" He yelled and I rolled my eyes.
"The Pr-Marinette," I caught myself. "Needs to pick a mask to wear when she is Queen and needs to start wearing it today. No one is allowed to see it but the staff, royalty, and her protector, until she wears it out in public later today."
"Why can't her boyfriend see it!" He looked offended. Perfect.
I was about to speak but Marinette caught me to it. "Because that's the rule. Please, Nathanael, leave. You'll get to see me later today." She smiled and I checked my phone.
"And we only have ten minutes until we need to be at the hotel," I smiled and he growled and left the room. I sighed and smiled at Marinette and the maid. She opened the box to reveal hundreds of masks. Marinette dug through them and I leaned on her door. I checked the time again. "Only seven minutes princess and the hotel is three minutes away. I think the King and Queen would like you there on time."
"Yeah yeah just give me a second," she giggled and my heart fluttered. She dug through it more until she pulled out a pink mask. It went into a floral swirl design on her right cheek and covered both of her eyes. She put it on and smiled at me. "How's this?"
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(I'm bad at description so I drew it. This is her mask +Tikki and Plaggs)
"Can hardly tell its you Princess," I smile and she giggles. I held out my hand and bowed. "Shall we go?"
She giggled again. "We shall." She took my hand and we went to the limo. We got in and sat in the back. She kept messing with her mask.
The strap kept coming loose. I leaned over to her, undoing my seatbelt. "Let me help," my hands went to the back of her head and I fixed the strap and made sure it stayed still. I looked down at her and she was blushing. She bit her lip, her fang poking out of her mouth. I went down and sat next to her and she cupped my cheek. "P-Princess," I stuttered. I could feel her breath. Her lips brush mine and I blush more. The limo stops and she pulls away and sits straight. "What was that about?" I hide my blush behind my hand.
