"You forgot to take your shoes off, (Y/N)."
Your heart beat suddenly speeds up to a pace that is practically overwhelming.
Still ever so close, he gently runs the back of his fingers over the skin of your cheek.
He hums in amusement before planting a kiss on your forehead and pulling away.
"You missed dinner last night." No longer whispering, he continues "I really wish you hadn't. I had a beautiful cake made, which I believe you would have enjoyed."
He quieted a moment, most likely expecting you to give up the sleeping act. He sighed, sounding a bit more irritated now.
"You would have enjoyed it.. Had you actually decided to show up, that is."
The room fell silent for what felt like forever to you, most likely due to your ever heavy beating heart filling the seconds.
He stood up, his weight leaving the bed. At first this gave you a bit of relief.
Until you heard his footsteps round the bed, stopping right in front of your face.
He bent over, his face right by yours. You could feel a few stray strands of his long hair brush over your cheek.
He spoke up again, not quite a whisper, but still a quiet, calm voice. Despite his attempts, you could feel the boiling aggravation and impatience in his voice.
"Open your eyes, and look. At. Me."
What do I do?
If he finds out that I was truly faking, would he be more upset?
Would continuing to feign sleep make him angrier?
Perhaps..
Perhaps you could play it off as having forgotten to take your shoes off last night?
As you're debating, you hear an impatient sigh.
He firmly places a hand on your shoulder.
"You know" he begins, already sounding upset. "This is supposed to be a very special festival this year.."
He goes quiet, and you can feel him staring at you.
He takes a slow, deep breath to calm himself before continuing.
"You do understand that you've been found out, don't you? Mere moments after your departure from the castle, I was awoken and made aware of your absence."
Upon hearing this, you slowly open your eyes and look up at him with apprehension.
seeing that you've finally given up your charade his obviously irate expression softens. A smile even finds its way across his lips.
"There we are." He removes his hand from your arm.
"Now, how about an early breakfast before guests start arriving?"
You nod your head and sit up, blanket no longer covering your body.
The Princes eyes widen as he sees you in your night clothes, though they're not quite the kind that you'd normally wear, its more like undergarments. he looks away, a light pink on his cheeks.
"Ah, I'll wait outside for you to get changed.." He quickly walks towards the door, closing it behind him.
Once he's gone, you let out a breathe, one that you hadn't realized you were holding.
You stand up, looking down at your shoes. "Idiot.." You mumble to yourself bitterly as you approach the closet.
Opening the door to the closet, you don't know what dress to choose. All of the dressed in this closet were from Missandra, your clothes were still in your trunk.
Though there was an empty travel bag in the bottom of the closet. Most likely the one that held your underclothes.
Ah, that's right.
You need to pack a bag for when you leave. Picking up the bag, you open your trunk of clothing and start putting in your favorites. You could only carry so much, after all.
You couldn't forget other things like your favorite books, family items & necessities.
After a few minutes of packing, you're almost finished when you hear a knock on the door.
"Y-Yes?" You call out.
The Princes' voice calls out from the other side of the double doors.
"Is everything alright? You're taking quite a while." You could hear a twinge of impatience at the end.
"Sorry, I'm just having some trouble choosing what to wear.." You respond, thinking on your feet "I'll try to hurry.."
Nothing else was said from his side.
Assuming that meant he was going to wait a little longer, you take the cradles and place them and all of the remaining coins & crystals into the music box. After placing the music box into your bag, you hide it beneath your bed.
Finally done, you grab a few dresses and lay them out over the bed, since you are going to have to actually choose as well.
Or, would you? Since you already have a bag packed, maybe you could leave and hide in the old woman's shop.
The Prince is most likely still at the door, so you approach the window.
Unfortunately for you, he seems to have thought of that already. Three guards are stationed outside of your window.
When on earth did they get there?
When did he give the commands to them to stand there?
Just as your disappointment had fully settled in, the double doors swung open.
You jump in surprise & turn, expecting to see the impatient Prince. Instead, however, it was Missandra who stood in the doorway.
You could see behind her that the Prince was standing in the hall with a guard.
Once she steps into the room, she turns on her heels to face her brother.
"No peeking, you pervert!"
As she closes the door on him, you hear him stutter out.
"Wh-What?! I'm not-"
The door shuts in his face and you can still hear is muffled complaints.
Missandra turns back to you and claps her hands together, a huge excited smile on her face.
"Alright! Let's get you dressed up for your date with my big brother!"
Huh?
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Yandere Prince X Magical Reader
FantasiYour village is gifted with the natural ability to use magic. Due to this, your village seems to have caught the attention of a nearby Royal family. How do you cope with a spoiled, slightly rude prince who is becoming needier with every passing day...
