King Dice x Reader Oneshots |DISCONTINUED|

His Queen in Dreams

Well..This story is all about you being the soon to be queen of the modern world, and dreamt of weird stuff...Like a lost king finally found you aka his queen.

Thank goodness I have read more stories for inspirations.

ENJOY

Narrator's POV

"You must be ready to be a queen! You always wear non royal clothing like that trashy sweater you got that from online!" Your mother said with frustration. You were always being nagged by your mother for not being properly. You have been daydreaming all day about bizarre stuff. You would paint & write about those dreams, & your mother was against that. One time, when you were painting a lady in purple & a tall dapper man in purple dancing under the full moon. When your mother saw that, at first she loved how realistic until she saw it was one of your silly dreams, "What is this nonsense?! You were painting those bizarre dreams again, aren't you?" Your mother sternly asked, and took your paintbrush swiftly, "M-Mom, I know it's one of my dreams, but-" "Enough explaining, (Y/N)! Paint or write here in this reality. Is that clear?" Your mother interrupted your explanation, "Yes, Mom." You said with a sigh. When your mother left, you continued to paint and signed it. You secretly brought it to your room, and kept it under your bed. You then hurriedly went to the lower floor to eat dinner with your parents.

°°°Insert scenes of you being criticize by your mother, while being defended by your awesome father. Also you have a buffet, so you ate a lot...°°°

After washing your body & brushing your teeth, you wore your solitaire themed PJs(One one with spades, clubs, diamonds & hearts), and went to your room to sleep. Your previous nights were all dreamless, thanks to your mother's manipulation. You prayed that you will have a dream, even if it's short. You closed your eyes, and at first, it's the same thing: Darkness everywhere.
You focused onto the bright side, making you shut your eyes tight. You then calmed down, and finally...you have a dream: You were in a dark place, and you couldn't see a thing. But you can hear your own breath & footsteps. Silence was around you when you stopped walking, until you heard a faint sound, more like a masculine voice. You can hear it, yet it's soft. He is faraway. You yelled, "Hello?" But there was no response at all. You're not playing games anymore.

"Hello?" You yelled again, only to hear echoes. You hoped it's not a nightmare, but is it? In a far distance, you saw a pair of emerald green eyes, glowing dimly. It was surrounded by a thin fog, and it's getting closer, & and closer. You then ran away from those eyes. It felt like forever, & you finally lost them. You smiled weakly, while sweat was forming in your forehead. Your victory didn't last long, when a pair of gloved hands took your hands, and pinned you on the ground. The last thing you heard & saw was those same eyes, except filled with lust & he said with sexual energy in him, "My queen..."

Thank goodness that your dream ended when your alarm clocked rang loudly. You lazily turned it off, & you rubbed your eyes. You then removed the blanket on you, and left the bed to see yourself in the mirror. You were all fine, except your hair was all messy. There was sudden loud knocks on the door, & it's your mother speaking, "(Y/N) please hurry up and get dressed, for our cousins are going to visit! Make sure you're wearing proper. Not casual!" Your mother yelled through the door. She's getting on your nerves. You then heard her left your door. You went to your closet the door to choose a proper clothing aka aesthetic clothing, because you're tired of wearing gowns and all those royal clothes. You took your (F/c) sweater, jeans and shoes, and placed it on the bed for you have to take a bath first.

×××Insert yourself how you took a bath, like how you wash your hair & stuff.×××

After drying your hair and putting your bra, you then wore the casual attire. You then let your hair untied because it's your choice, and it's still a bit wet. You then went outside your room, and closed the door. You then went in front of the elevator, & pressed the golden button going down. There was a loud ting that startled you, and you saw the elevator doors opening, and you went inside. It's all the same less catchy elevator song. You leaned on the corner, and sighed deeply, "What's wrong with him?" You asked yourself while looking above. The doors suddenly opened with a loud noise & you went outside, and went to the west hall where your parents at. You saw your cousins sitting on the comfy expensive couches, while still speaking with your parents with smiles on their face. Your mother suddenly saw you with a great frown on her face, "Good gracious! What are you even wearing?" You walked towards them with no emotion on your face, "Auntie, it's obviously a proper outfit." One of your favorite cousins replied with a smug face on her face, "I don't mean that, (random name)! She's not wearing any gown or anything!" Your mother ranted, while looking at your outfit with disgust, "That's ironic, dear auntie. We are wearing "improper" outfits." They're right. The first one was wearing a pastel colored hoodie and ripped jeans and flat boots, & the second one was wearing a black shirt until the waist & black leggings with red roses as designs on the sides. Indeed, it's ironic. You walked to the sofa, only to be sleepy...