(Zosan & Navivi)
Once the wedding of the biggest kingdom of the world happened. So was an evil plan was brewing. Knowing the new royal family wasn't going to be staying in the palace for very long.
Sanji held his husband's arm as they walked through the garden, decompressing after a long and worthy celebration. For this kingdom was foreign to him, now that he ruled by his husband's side. But. it would take some getting used to.
"Oi oi, I promise, nothing will happen to you while your in my care."
He turned to the young prince, his fresh and wild green hair and a scar that drew down his eye. Zoro stopped them taking Sanji's hands.
"I know your nervous, but this is all new to you. So. tomorrow morning we both will walk the kingdom. Everyone is excited to welcome you into our home. And after next week we will be crowned king."
"And you vow to never leave my side until death do us part?" Sanji hummed.
"Of course, now come. We shall break in that new title upon your head of being my husband." Zoro purred.
"You've always had a hard time keeping your hands off me."
They chuckled heading inside and heading up the stairs. Zoro whispered countless dirty things into his ear.
"Your majesty!"
Zoro groaned as they turned to a man standing at the bottom of the stairs.
"There is a man who wishes to speak with you, he asked for you personally."
"And why can't my father take care of this?"
"Zoro, our fathers are planning the coronation. We must let them be." Sanji whispered.
"Or he's drunk off with that drunk man."
"Shanks always took the best care of you, and you know it."
"What would you like me to tell him my lord?"
"I'll go, it should only be a moment."
The man bowed as Zoro turned to Sanji and kissed him softly. Sanji was happy to return back.
"And when I return you better have less of this on." Zoro hummed tugging at his clothes, "Surprise me."
"Maybe, or I'll have you pull if off me. We'll see."
Sanji stepped away as Zoro's eyes wandered to the butt of his lover. Humming to himself he headed down the stairs to the throne room. His eyes locked onto a tall man with a fur coat on his back. But his eyes kept to the gold staff he head, it was a face of a crocodile, and eyes of a red ruby. Zoro sat in his father's place and rested on his palm.
"Why must you bring me from the love of my life's side." Zoro grunted.
"I have come to offer a gift." the man spoke.
"A gift?"
The man held out the crocodile staff before taking a knee Zoro stood and stepped down to him. As he reached for the staff the doors swung open and Sanji stood. Holding nothing but a sheet around his frame, his eyes heavy lidded while his head swayed slightly. Zoro hurried to his side as Sanji collapsed in his arms. He clutched onto his shirt as his eyes looked above him.
"B-Behind you." Sanji whispered.
Zoro snapped to the tall man as a needle pressed into his neck. Batting away his hand Zoro turned to the man as he chuckled softly.
"Guards!"
"I'm sorry your majesty they appear to be tied up at the moment."
The room began to spin and then.
