Royal 5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

Prince Michael is betrothed to the Princess but instead of the usual meet...

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royal!5sos blurb night with @dancinghashton​

can you pls do one where Prince Michael is betrothed to the Princess but instead of the usual upfront meet, he dresses up as a commoner and befriends/teaches her to live a little before showing his true identity at the dinner table with both royal families?!

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"I must go." You sigh, looking longingly at the stranger in front of you before your eyes fall to the floor. "My parents and I are dining with your royal family tonight, I am meeting Prince Michael, we are to marry."

"He is a lucky man." The stranger smiles, tucking a stray hair behind your ear before stepping back. "Go Princess, we will meet again."

"Thank you, for showing me what it means to truly live" you tell him, pressing a kiss to his cheek before turning and heading to the castle.

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"May I present our daughter, Y/N." Your father smiles at the King and Queen, who are to be your mother and father in law.

"A pleasure to meet you both." You smile politely, curtsying. They respond in the same way, the Queen taking your hand in hers and leading you to the table.

"The pleasure is all ours my dear." She smiles warmly at you, and you relax a little. "I must apologize for our son's tardiness, he is a free spirit, our Michael."

"It is no bother" you assure her, taking the seat she had led you to. She sits at the head of the table beside you, your mother opposite. Your father sits beside your mother, and the King takes the seat at the other head of the table, leaving the one beside you empty.

"Princess Y/N, may I say you are even more beautiful than we remember." The King chuckles. "Although, we have not seen you for many a moon."

"Thank you Sir." You smile at him. "Your Kingdom is incredibly beautiful."

"It will be yours and Michael's one day." He smiles at you, before turning to your father. Your thoughts cloud over with images of the stranger, unable to remove his image from your head.

"My apologies." A voice cuts through the room, and your head spins to see someone drop into the seat beside you. "The time got away from me."

"Our son, Michael." The King smiles, Michael turning to face you. A gasp falls from your lips when you recognize him as the stranger who you'd met earlier. He smirks, taking your hand in his and bringing it to his lips.

"Princess Y/N." He greets you. You smile back at him, the two of you making polite conversation through the dinner, the smirk never falling from his lips.

"Father, may the Princess and I take a walk around the garden? To get to know each other a little more?" Michael asks when you have all finished.

"Of course." His father nods. "As long as her father approves."

"Of course." He agrees, smiling at you. Michael offers you his hand, leading you from the room and out into the night air.

"I can't believe you" you murmur, Michael grinning at you. "You're the stranger who I met earlier today."

"I figured you didn't have a lot of opportunities to live, being a Princess and all." He shrugged. "I thought if I pretended to be a commoner, I could show you, and meet you before I was Prince Michael again."

"So the stranger I met today-"

"Is the real me." He grins, bowing in front of you. "Pleasure to meet you."

"And you kind sir." You giggle, curtsying. Michael chuckles, taking your hand as you begin to walk around the grounds.

"This arranged marriage thing might not be so bad after all" he muses, sending you a smile. You smile back, leaning up to press another kiss to his cheek. "In fact, I'm rather looking forward to it."