Yandere Prince X Magical Reader

Love of magic

Amaryllis is a beautiful flower that comes in many colors. Though it can mean many things.
Pride, stunning beauty, determination, unrequited love, sincerity.
However, magic users should be wary of this flower, despite its many positive attributes.
As to magic users, Amaryllis is a powerful sedative.

You had been searching for Prince Ace for about an hour. You wanted to return to the garden and continue your work, but weren't sure if the Queen had left yet. And you surely didn't want to rouse the Queens anger again.
You softly run your finger tips over the bruise she left on your wrist.
Suddenly you spot a familiar, somewhat grumpy face.

"Grimm!" You call out as you run up to him happily. Surprised, he turns to look at you. realizing its you, he gives a small smile.
"Hello (Y/N), how's your first day in the kingdom been?" He asks kind heartedly.
Your composer stumbles a bit as you speak. "Its been... Eventful."
His smile fades as his ever dominating Worried expression takes its place. "Did something happen?" He asks, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder.
You shake your head "Its nothing important. Uh, but have you seen The Prince?" You ask hopefully.

He removes his hand quickly and clears his throat. "Of course, would you like me to take you to him?" He says with a small smile.
"Yes, please!" You respond happily.

He takes a step forward, and you move to follow him, but he immediately turns and knocks on the door right next to you. "Your highness, (Y/N) is here to see you." He says through the door.

You hear the Prince on the other side of the door make a few unintelligible sounds and then some shuffling & clattering.
"Bring her in"

Grimm opens the door and stands aside to let you in. You smile to Grimm as you walk in as a quiet "Thank you.", which he returns.
But the exchange isn't appreciated by the Prince, who glares at Grimm.
The Prince is sitting behind a large wooden desk, writing something. A letter? Paperwork? A royal decree?
"(Y/N), Did you need something?" He asks, not looking at you, instead continuing to write.
"Not particularly. Just thought I'd come see you, since I hadn't seen you today. And its getting a bit late so-" You stop yourself. Was he listening? He's just looking down at his paper.
You stand awkwardly for a moment before speaking up again.
"What are you wr-" "Sit down, (Y/N)." He says, gesturing to a chair across from him. Doing as told, you take a seat before trying again.
"So, Wh-What are you writing?"
He doesn't look up at you during his response. "My father asked me to handle some paper work for him." His voice sounded bored.
You sat awkwardly again, not knowing what to say now.
"Um.." You mumble, trying to think of something to say. The Queen acted like he'd be happy for her to come see him, but he's acting very cold at the moment. "I'm sorry for interrupting you, your Highness." You say as you go to stand up. He abruptly stops writing and moves his pen away from the paper.
His hand is shaking.

"Grimm.." He says quietly.
"Yes your Highness?" The butler questions obediently.
"Get out." Ace says plainly.
A bit taken aback, Grimm freezes for a moment. Though a quick glare brings him back. "Yes, your highness." He says warryily, sending you a worried glance.

Almost as soon as the door clicks shut, the Prince stands up. In the process he knocks over the ink he was using, spilling it all over the paper he was writing. Though he either didn't notice or simply didn't care, because he walked away from it, towards you.
You take a step back as he nears, making you fall back into your chair.
You weren't sure what he was going to do, but were quickly comforted.
He wrapped his arms around you in a tight, longing hug. You returned the embrace as he buries his nose into the crook of your neck. You let out a small giggle from the ticklish sensation.

Its been at least ten minutes and he still hadn't moved. At first you were worried that he had fallen asleep, but every time you try to move, his grip tightens and he let's out a small disapproving sound.
After a little while, he slowly let's go of the embrace and looks you in the eyes. His expression is somewhat serious as he says this:
"I'm not a pervert."

This takes you a minute to process, And when you finally do, you can't help but laugh. You try covering your mouth to stifle the oncoming chuckles, but his face starts turning red with embarrassment. This only makes it harder to fight off the onslaught of giggles in your throat. He gets frustrated and shouts.
"I'm not!"
And the flood gates open. Loud laughter echoes through the study.
"Why are you laughing?! I'm serious! Its not funny!" He says, face red like a cherry.
Your laughter causes you to start coughing, and immediately the Prince goes from irritated to scared for your wellbeing.
He places his hand on your back and looks at you worryingly as you cough up a few more chuckles.
"So-Sorry. I just wasn't expecting you to say that."
He sighed and stood up, face still pink. But you noticed a faint smile on his lips. You notice that his hair is a tad bit messy. It looked rather cute on him, actually.
Without realizing it, you were watching him move. His hair was soft and shiny.
'I wish my hair was that elegant' You thought as you remove your gaze from his long locks of hair, having only held it for a moment. The Prince seemed to have a strangely pleased expression. he gave you a pat on the head before returning to his seat.

"Its getting late, have you eaten?"
You shake your head no. You hadn't eaten since brunch with Andral and Misandra.
"Then I suppose we should head to the dinning hall before dinner is served." He says, putting a few papers away.