The Last Of the Dragon Witches (Prinxiety)

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"Hey bitch." Remy started, standing in front of Roman with a hand on his hip. The prince was sitting on the ground, legs pulled up to his chest and elbows resting on his knees, as he observed the darkness of the woods. He was far away enough that the other's voices were slightly muffled by the forest's sound and the crackling if the fire.

"Are we gonna talk about why you've been an asshole to Dark and Broody over there or what?" He asked sassily, only receiving a grunt in response. He promptly ignored it, not stopping his rant.

"Come on, do you really not like him that much? I mean, I get it, the guy is a little too pale and his dragon is kind of a bitch, but apart from that-"

"He is not too pale. And yeah, Nyx is kind of a bitch, but I do like Virgil. It's just..." he trailed off, sighing frustrated.

Seeing the man genuinely conflicted, Remy's eyes softened as he went to sit beside him, arms resting on his bent knees.

"Is just what?" He asked, trying to encourage the prince to keep talking.

"Nothing." He mumbled keeping his eyes trained to the ground.

"Come on Roman. Talk to me."

At that, the prince raised an eyebrow, looking at him skeptically.

"I don't even know you."

"So?" Remy replied immediately, looking at him with an arched eyebrow of his own. "That should be a plus. It means I can not judge you based on shit you've done in the past. Plus you have to talk to someone eventually, or you're gonna explode, so spill the beans sis."

Roman sighed, slightly.

"Finding my soulmate as always been my dream, for as far as I can remember. At first everyone just chuckled and supported me, but when I started growing up and my answer to "what is your dream?" didn't change, people started to tell me that soulmates didn't exist. I was ten the first time it happened. From that point on it was drilled into my brain, so that only a couple of years ago I was able to finally ask my dad to let me marry whoever I wanted and not someone he chose. It took so much time and so many arguments and tears to convince him to let me grow old with someone I actually loved and now I'm right back to square one."

Remy frowned confused as he let his hand run through Kiera's fur as soon as she got to them, plopping down next to her companion.

"What do you mean?" He asked, watching as the prince let out a frustrated sigh.

"I mean that I don't want something dictated by magic, it feels... fake. I want to hang with one of my favorite persons one day, look at them laugh and have fun and think 'god I love them' and be absolutely terrified when I realized what I said. I want the thrill of trying to figure out if the feeling's mutual. I want the fear of being rejected and I want the joy of being loved back."

His voice was frustrated and at the same time sad, as he looked at the guy beside him silently asking him to understand what he was talking about.

Unfortunately for him though, Remy was still confused.

"And with Virgil can't be the same way why?" He asked, slightly drawing out the 'y' as he raised an eyebrow.

"Because some kind of magical being decided we should be together! What I feel for him is not... is not real, it's a spell of some sort and I want real love! Not some magic potion!"

Remy stared at the prince wide eyed, surprised by the small out burst, as silence fell between them, only interrupted by the crackling of the fire and the hushed voices of the others. When the realization of what Roman was talking about finally started to sink in, the guy's expression morphed completely, changing from surprise to disbelief.

"Woah, bitch, you really didn't understand shit, did you?" The prince just stared at him with wide, confused eyes, making him sigh once again and roll his eyes.

"Everyone has a soulmate, humans or not. It's not a "spell" or anything of the shit you said. People like me only know sooner than people like you because we have daimons, which are essentially a physical representation of a part of our soul and can show us the right way. People like me, remus and Janus were lucky enough to grow up with or meet other people who could explain this concept to us and teach us everything about it. Virgil didn't. All of this is is just as new to you as it is to him."

There were a few moments of silence as Remy looked expectantly towards Roman before continuing.

"Growing up, my parents used to tell me the myth of how soulmates originated. Back in the days, humans were not as we know them today; they were big spheres with two heads, four arms and four legs. A couple of two men were know as the sons of the Sun, two women the daughters of the moon and a man and a woman the children of the earth. After some centuries, seeing the humans become more and more arrogant, Mother Nature decided to divide them in half, dooming them to spend the rest of eternity looking for their other half, creating the rest of the human kind that way. Some of us then developed a relationship with the spirts of the forest, who helped them out by giving them daimons to guide them through life and help them to find their soulmate."

There was another small pause as the Remy gave the prince time to let the story sink in, scratching behind Kiera's ear and making her purr loudly before continuing.

"What I'm trying to say is that being soulmate doesn't mean instantly falling in love with each other, you can still have everything you wished to have. The only difference is that the rejection would hurt ten times more and no matter who you'll meet no one will be able to fill the emptiness your soulmate left. A soulmate is someone the Nature chose just for you to be with for the rest of your life. The perfect fit."

"But that's the thing! I don't want someone to choose who I love, whether it be my father or some kind of Goddess!" Roman exclaimed, a tear now falling down his face.

"Well, tough luck bitch!" Remy exclaimed throwing one of his hands in the air, but as soon as he turned towards the prince, froze. There were a lot of things he expected to see on the royal face: anger, indignation, conflict. What he did not expect, however, were tears of sadness and fear.

"Hey." He started again, his voice a lot softer and more understanding, putting a hand on his shoulder. "It's not the same thing. Your father wanted you to marry someone you don't love and most likely never will. Mother Nature gave you someone you'll fall deeply and madly in love with. Someone you won't be able to live without. And Virgil is that someone." He looked in the prince's wide eyes for a few seconds before concluding, "And right now he is sulking all alone in a corner because you told him you didn't want to be his soulmate. Today he rode Nyx instead of walking with us because he didn't want you to feel guilty. He would do anything and everything if it made you happy, Roman and you would be a complete and utter idiot to let him get away like this. So you better go fucking apologize, okay bitch?"

Roman nodded almost hesitantly, drying the tears still staining his cheeks.

"Good." And with a couple of pats on the shoulder, the sassy guy got and went back to the camp, closely followed by his panther.

Hello! So, here is the new chapter, next will be roman's apology! I hope it's a bit more comprehensible why Ro did what he did! Of course his reaction was still exaggerated but yeah, he had his reasons!

As always let me know what you think about it and feel free to point out any mistake/typo you may find! 

Bye, 

Ali c: