A Medieval Meeting (Technoblade x Reader x Dream)

Another First Appearance - Chapter 4

(AUTHOR'S NOTE-
DON'T MIND ALL THE UPDATES I'M BORED TODAY OK-
Also!! Not saying I'm gonna add this, but like, are you guys even interested in lemon type stuff? Medieval people get kinda...freaky sometimes-)

You were practically dragged into the queen's room, the guards throwing you in and closing the door behind you. You rushed back to the doors with an annoyed yell, though after a few moments you felt tired, walking over and collapsing onto the bed. You screamed into the pillow in obvious anger, going quiet once a few minutes passed. Suddenly, you heard a small creak, causing you to quickly sit up in the bed.

A man stood at the balcony, looking to you with wide eyes - well, you assumed his eyes were wide. He wore a mask with some sorta dumb smiley face, so his expression couldn't be seen. He also wore a hoodie - well, the closest medieval thing to a hoodie, made of soft looking cotton. His pants were black and obviously for running. As soon as he spotted you, he let out an awkward chuckle. "Oh, hi." He held a finger up to wherever you assumed his lips were on his mask.

You looked to him suspiciously, getting out of the bed with a small huff. "I'd suggest you be more quiet than me. I dunno if you're a theif or if you're supposed to be here, but I could easily ask the guards outside." You whispered, nodding your head towards the door.

The man in front of you seemed to panic, his hand over the dagger in his belt. "I'm a theif." He said simply, shrugging his shoulders. "Now it's my turn. Last time I checked, this room was empty for a good few years." He pointed out, leaning against the frame of the window.

You just sighed, knowing you'd probably have to recite this to a few people in the next coming days. "Apparently I'm the queen. Appeared here in some light, yadda yadda. Not my choice, the king said something about a prophecy." You noticed the theif in front of you light up, looking you over. "Can you get me outta here, please? I just want a lake to wash off at, then I'll be outta your hands." You promised, to which he just nodded.

"The prophecy..." The theif muttered, pondering something for a few moments. Finally, he offered his hand to you, leaning slightly out of the window. "I can get you out, then. I've memerized the patterns of the guards - the nightspot usually patrols-"

"I trust you." You interrupted, taking his hand. Suddenly, the doors burst open, revealing the two guards - and their suspicions were correct. "The queen is escaping!" One yelled out, the other rushing forward.

You noticed the theif freeze slightly, causing you to have to make a quick choice...which of course was to jump out the window and take him with you.