Yandere Prince X Magical Reader

Déjà vu

You sat in the bath for what felt like hours, even though you know that couldn't be the case.
At first you were desperately trying to scrub the blood off of you, continuing on after you knew there was none left on you.

But now you're just sitting there, body and mind unwilling to move.
The thoughts that flow through your head are like a blur.
But one stands out.
And it brings tears to your eyes.

"I'm never going home." You mumble to no one as the tears move freely down your face.

I'm never going to see my family again..

My friends..

You let out a pitiful squeak in surprise, the sudden knock on the door yanking you back from your thoughts.

"(Y/N), are you done? I've been waiting, dear." Its the Princes voice.
You should answer, but your throat locks up.
Even so, you don't want to test his patience more then you have already.
Standing up from the water, you wrap a towel around yourself before stepping out onto the floor mat.

Another knock on the door sounds just as you reach it.
"Are you alright in there (Y/N), do you-" He's cut off by you opening the door just a crack, half of your face peering out at him.
Upon seeing you, he smiles.
"Oh wonderful, you're done."
He says, taking a step back from the door.

Warily, you open the door and step out. Water drops hit the floor, falling from your wet hair.
You stand there, hating the feeling of heat rising to your cheeks. Wearing only a towel in front of somebody is embarrassing.. Let alone him.
"Hm.." The Prince passes you and goes into the bathroom.
You don't bother figuring out why, there's not much you could do about it anyway.

Glancing over to your bed, your eyes widen.
While you were in the bath it seems Ace was busy. not only with acquiring the dress that was currently on a mannequin, taking center stage of the room, but also clearing out all of your possessions. Not a thing of yours remained.
Except for the dress, you suppose..
Its white with a layered skirt, a split in the front showing a small amount of (F/C) silken fabric underneath.
A random assortment of flowers were pinned all around the skirt, only a few on the bodice and sleeves.

Before you could approach the dress, Prince Ace comes out of the bathroom.
You turn to look at him, only to have a towel block your vision as he lays it over your head. He starts to scrub your head with the fabric.
Its obvious that he's being exceedingly gentle as he dries your hair. It would have been relaxing if it weren't for the situation you were in.
He pulls the towel back so that he can see you.

His smile is so genuine and bright as he looks at your face.
"This position.. Doesn't it give you Déjà vu?" He says with a small laugh.
He rests his forehead against yours and sighs.

Was this position familiar to him? You don't recall..

"Though, now there's nobody to interrupt us.." His voice trails off as he leans in. He uses the towel around your head to keep you in place as he brings his lips to yours.
But just as you feel the skin of his lips graze your own.

"Let her go, you monster!" A voice shouts as the doors swing open.
The guards are struggling against him as he continually manages to squirm out of their grasp.

"Domi?!"
You shout, glad to see him alive.
"Ugh.." The Prince groans before mumbling "Why's it always you?"

You go to move towards him to help, but Ace stops you by grabbing your arm.
"Guards, let him in." He sighs.

Domi stumbles as one of the armored men shoves him into the room.
He looks up at the Prince and points an accusatory finger at him.
"You-!"
"Quiet!" Ace shouts over him.
Domi flinches, but is obviously still determined.
"If you weren't (Y/N)'s brother, I'd have you beheaded!"
Ace sighs and continues.
"Today is a special day. (Y/N) shouldn't have to witness more bloodshed then she already has."

Domi's eyebrows furrow at the Princes statement.
"And who's fault is that?!"
The Prince Scoffs. "If you wanna get to the root of it, Dulon is to blame."
Grandpa?
"What?!" Domi shouts, obviously offended.
"Nonetheless." Ace ignores Domi's outrage "I'd like you to attend the ceremony. You're the only member of her family that I have on hand."

"Attend? Are you fucking joking, you spoiled prick?! You want me to approve of your bullshit?!"
Domi is full on enraged.
"You don't have to approve of anything. Once the ceremony is over, nobody will fight it."
The Prince smiles at Domi, the kind of smile that sends chills rolling down your spine.
"Even she'll want to consummate our-" Ace was interrupted.

By a fist connecting with his face.

The guards immediately grab Domi and hold him still, forcing him to sit on his knees.
The Prince touches his lip and winces as he sees the blood on his fingertips.
He approaches the restrained Domi.
"You little.. pain in my ass!" He shouts as he kicks your little brother in the gut.
"NO!" You scream, grabbing onto the Prince, trying to restrain him before he can repeat his action again.
Domi coughs, the air having been knocked out of him from the impact.
"Stop! Stop! Don't hurt him!" Your voice wavered pitifully due to your panicked state.
And just as you asked him to, he stops.
"Fine." He growls, holding the arm that you wrapped around his midsection.
"As long as he remembers to be on his best behaviour during the ceremony,"
He looks down at Domi as he speaks, both literally and figuratively.
"I won't kill him."