Insane King!8-BitRyan X Reader

You'll Never Leave

It had been probably been a few hours by now. Your clothes were changed from rough ripped rag type clothing to an elegant light blue dress that went all the way to the floor. The maids brushed you hair to make sure it wasn't tangles and they put it up in a fancy way. It was kinda nice but you weren't much a fan of the style. Least you weren't dirty beyond belief like you've seen a few people in the village. 


After everything was done you were pushed into the throne room, door closing behind you quickly. You looked at the door a moment before looking back towards the throne, well, two thrones. There sat Ryan, him motioning for you to come forward as he stood up. You did as told, not wanting to risk your life or risk getting thrown in a dungeon. He walked to you and walked around you a moment, nodding to himself.


Ryan gently grabbed your hand and guided you back to the two thrones, sitting you down in the shorter one. He sat down in the throne next to you and looked at you. "Very soon this all will belong to you as well." He said and kissed your head. You looked up at him blushing a bit. "Why me though? Why me out of anyone you could of picked?" You asked, noticing him thinking about how to answer it.


Ryan grabbed your chin gently and had you look upwards at him. "Because I can tell you are different, I don't know how you're different, but I can tell. Being different somehow is what I look for and when you walked into this throne room, I knew I had to make sure you stayed." He said and grinned. "And by my watch, you'll never walk out of the castle grounds again." He continued, still grinning.

You were caught off guard by this and kinda jerked your head away from instinct. "Also, darling, I never got to know your name." Ryan said and smirked, knowing he had almost complete control over you. "O-oh right. I'm (Y/n)." You said and looked down, not wanting to look into his deep brown hypnotizing eyes. "Well (Y/n), you may refer to me as Ryan, or anything else besides that royal crap. You are to be my queen after all, not a slave." He said.


For the rest of the time in the throne room you stayed silent. You didn't want to talk no matter how much he tried to get you to talk. You didn't look at him either. Yes, he was handsome but you couldn't bare to look at him because he was going to hold you here whether you wanted to be here or not. You only knew one other thing, you were going to find a way to escape soon.