Yandere Prince X Magical Reader

The father of Fairies.

"So you made the garden all pretty?" The little boy asks.
"Well, its not done y-"
"Well, obviously! She's a witch, dummy!" The little girl yells at her brother.
The two of them start arguing as you sit on the other side of the table awkwardly. The Prince is to your left, and next to him, the Queen. The two of them were talking, leaving you to sit there.
The two kids are named Eric & Alesa.
They are the kings nephew & niece, and the Queen seems to put on a kind face in front of them. Glancing at her, you see her putting on a soft smile, her eyes occasionally meeting yours, flashing an emotion that you couldn't quite read.
Suddenly Alesa stands up mid argument, the one that you had not been paying any attention to, and rounds the table to your side. She grabs your hand and then the Princes hand.
"Yes they are!" She shouts at her brother and makes the two of you hold hands.
"You're making her uncomfortable!" Eric shouts back. The Queen is audibly giggling at the two children's antics.
Glancing at the Prince, his face was like a strawberry. You couldn't tell if he was angry, but he wasn't letting go of your hand.
"Alesa, the two of you should go get ready for family dinner sweetie." The Queen tells her.
She grumbles but obliged. Her brother on the other hand still has a lot of questions.
"Is (Y/N) going to join us for dinner?" He asks, to which the Queens left eye visibly twitches. "No sweetie, this is a family dinner."
Eric pouts and glances over to you with puppy dog eyes, as if you could change the Queens mind.
"I still have a few things to work on in the garden before the festival. You're welcome to come visit at any time!" You tell him, putting on your warmest smile.
His little eyes light up "Okay!" He says, now choosing to run after his sister.
The Queen too stands up "Ace, sweetheart, you should get ready soon too." She glances down at your hand, that the Prince has yet to let go of. "I'll give you two a few minutes first." She says with a smile that made you a bit uncomfortable.
Prince Ace let's go of your hand and stands up before she could leave.
"Mother, I wanted to talk to you about the preparations for the flower ceremony!" He followed after her.

You let out a small sigh as they all leave the garden. Standing up, ready to get to work, you pick up your gloves.
What to work on now? You wonder as you walk deeper into the garden.

You struggle to carry the large stones and place them.
You had decided to create a pathway around the pond, which also meant you had to trim some foliage in the way. But now that you were getting to the stones, you've come to realize the difficulties of the task.
It was hard to get the heavy stones into the wheelbarrow, let alone pushing the wheelbarrow.
But you push through it. Literally.
You push the stones over to the beginning of thr path that has already been placed. You had already made sure that the ground was muddy, so you could push the stones into the earth.
As you set down the next stone, you're startled by footsteps behind you. Quickly turning, you see the Prince standing there with a flower in his hand.
Oddly, you couldn't tell what kind of flower it was. It looked like a rose at first glance, but its petals were too long & the stem was brown, like it had been plucked from a tree or vine.

He smiles calmly and holds it out for you to take.
"What kind of flower is this?" You ask as you take it. When your finger tips touch the stem, butterflies flutter in your stomach.
Disregarding your question, he holds out his hand, urging you to hold it. "Come with me, I have something to show you."
Though he seemed to be acting suspiciously, you take hold of his hand, and allow him to walk you into the trees. At some point during the walk, you no longer wanted to follow any further.
Yet you were unable to stop.
Struggling as much as you can, you find that no matter what you do, your feet continue to follow the Prince.
Panicked, you realize that this has to be magic. But how? As far as you knew, there were no other magically capable people in the whole kingdom.
Where did he get this flower?

Your stride comes to a halt as the Prince stops in a familiar place. He turns to you, arms spread out as if to say "Ta-da!"
Before you could attempt questioning his actions, you notice a blur of movement in your peripheral vision.
You turn your head, trying to locate the source, but see nothing.
Looking back at the Prince, the first thing you notice is his proud grin.
But your attention is quickly drawn to the small figure gently floating beside him.

Is that-

"A fairy?" Your voice shakes slightly as you watch the delicate being flutter about. Entirely transfixed by its gentle movements and beautiful glow, you had failed to notice your possessed feet bring you towards the Prince.
Without warning, he wraps his arms around you. Though a bit startling, it was warm and felt genuine.
You warily returned the gesture, resting your hand on his back.
Pulling away only slightly, you can see him smiling at you, his eyes sparkling like you'd never seen before.
He takes hold of your hand that's still grasping the mysterious flower and brings it up to his lips to place a kiss on the back of your hand, and in the process he takes the flower back.
As his lips part from your hand, he looks up at you, and with a calm and soothing voice, he asks.
"Will you attend the flower festival as my partner?"

Stunned, your body stiffens.
You were unsure if it was a good idea. As you're pondering briefly, the fairy daintily perches itself one the Princes shoulder. For one reason or another, this strange feeling arose in your stomach. One that made your cheeks flush pink.
Swallowing your worries, you gave your reply with a timid voice.
"O-Of course, your hi-"
Before even finishing your response, he embraces you once again. This time much tighter and with a lot more vigor. Though thankfully he releases you before you start to suffocate.

The Prince let's out a hardy laugh that, oddly enough, reminds you of his father.
"Well then, I'll have to do my best to impress you."
You shake your head.
"No, no! No need to be extravagant!" You say, nervous over his possible antics.

He leans in quickly, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead.
He looks into your eyes lovingly.
"Don't be silly (Y/N). This will be an important moment for the both of us."
He smiles sweetly as he continues
"I will allow only the best for you on our first official date."

Your eyes widen slightly
D-Date?!
Suddenly you feel yourself become wracked with nervousness.
I've never been on a date!

"(Y/N)?" The Prince raises his concerned voice at your strange reaction. His eyes had changed to an emotion that you couldn't quite read.