Royal 5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

Prince Michael - Part 3

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You were in shock; the prince that you were looking for was right in front of you. He had been the one that you were searching for, hoping to get a meeting with, and now that opportunity was here. You were speechless; all your thoughts of freedom, plans on bringing an end to the war were completely gone. You were the strong princess of your kingdom, but that didn't mean that you weren't shy at times. Because technically you weren't supposed to be here, you were finally doing something great for your kingdom, bringing them a much needed peace, and what was worse is that you knew that your family wouldn't be happy that you escaped your kingdom to end up here.

"Are you ok?"

"Give me a few minutes to collect my thoughts," you said as you stood up and tried to calm down.

"Is the mighty princess, finally realizing that this may be too much for her to handle?" he asked with a small smirk.

"Hey don't forget who is currently in bed with an injury," you said teasing him back, "maybe this was too much for you to handle."

"And here I thought that you were grateful for your savior," he said with a smile on his face.

"Oh I am, I would hate to get hit by a tree, but mind explaining to me why a prince was out and going to battle?" you asked taking a sit on a stool that was right beside his bed.

"Same reason as you (Y/N), I need to help my kingdom and what better way to help than by fighting for our freedom," he said as he tried to get comfortable without making his sore muscles ache.

"That's still very noble, guess you do fit the prince mold," you said with a smile.

"I would argue you do too, especially with your ability to wield a sword. Are you sure there's not a boy underneath that beautiful face of yours? Not that I'm judging," he said with a smile.

You blushed by his words. He said you were beautiful, but that wasn't the only thing that was making you blush. He complimented your ability to fight and still be beautiful; usually when you met your suitors, they thought less of you when they noticed that you were a good swords master, saying that a princess should only look pretty. But Michael, at least in that comment, thought otherwise, and that was something that you liked.

You quickly shook those thoughts out of your head; you couldn't fall for Michael, and you have to remember that he was the prince of the kingdom that you were at war with. Sure you wanted to stop the war between his kingdom and yours, but that was it. Your family and his haven't had the best history, and you knew that you couldn't forget your history because of some comment.

"Well sorry to disappoint you, but I'm a princess, not a prince," you said trying to not let your blush pass onto your cheeks.

"Trust me it's not a disappointment," he said letting out a laugh.

His laughter was so contagious that you began laughing as well. The room was filling with laughter, and Michael couldn't help but stare at you. He found it hard to believe that the princess of the rival kingdom was this beautiful, this humble, and this kind. He just couldn't figure out how his kingdom had gotten you so wrong. In his mind, you were supposed to be this horrid person, but he had yet to see this horrible person, all he saw was this amazing person who had taken care of him without even knowing a name, showing your kind personality.

He continued to laugh but then felt a pang of pain on his side. His happy face changed to that of pain as his side ached. Your laughter instantly stopped as you took notice of his pain. You instantly stood up and placed your hands on his back, trying to move him into a more comfortable position, hoping that would ease the pain.