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Realistic or Modern 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 ⋆★

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constellation

𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋
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[div class=header]Chapter 2 ; Pleasing the Press[/div]
[div class=container][div class=scrollbar][div class=textbox]Now that the ball is over, and the princes and princesses know their partner, the press - and of course, the civilians, are dying to know who the pairs are. Questions are flying all over the news, and the internet. Teenagers, mainly fangirls and fanboys, are releasing their ideas on who they think are paired.

"I bet you Prince Alex was paired up with Princess Elvire! She's beautiful, and he's so handsome."

"No way! Surely, Prince Alex was paired up with Princess Genevieve! She's got the brains and the looks."

But to finally end all the gossiping, the current Kings and Queens have decided that the civilians should know who the future kings and queens shall be. And so, they hired photographers with the best cameras from Wheso, the top stylists and finest outfits from Zesna, and the most luscious snacks from Beflaurus. It's time to get royally lit with a couple photoshoot.
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constellation

𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋
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location ; the masked ball at the scarsci's → scarsci dining hall.
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mentions ; elvire.
interactions ; reyansh → kings and queens.
tags ; christy christy weldherwings weldherwings @ShadyAce thirteen thirteen @nymphadora. Feyrie Feyrie callisto callisto
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[div class=text][div class=insidetext]Thankfully between the two royals there was no silence as they danced. The last thing that Anastasia wanted was an awkward silence. Despite how awkward the situation was, she decided to go with the flow, instead of forcing herself to make conversation with Rey and he made it easy for her.

Anastasia couldn't help but keep her dull, brown eyes on Rey's; watching his deep pupils travel around the room, watching the other pairs dance around them. On the other hand, her father sat and watched his only daughter dance the night away with her soon-to-be-husband, Reyansh. His soon-to-be-son-in-law. The King wasn't exactly sure how to feel, but one thing he knew was that he was grateful it was Atrya that Alfaria would be aligned together with. The last thing he wanted was a country such as Osmurg. A place known for its wealth; wealth that helped buy people out of crimes and breaking the law. But that possibility was crossed off the list once King Bastien and Queen Karina of Osmurg announced the birth of their first baby girl, Elvire Dauphin. All that King Michael could do was pray that his daughter was in the hands of a gentleman.

”Rey it is,” Anastasia responded, giving a slight nod as she noted the nickname in her head. The man had a point – the two were going to be spending the rest of their lives together, so it was best she made herself comfortable around him. The fact that the two were already capable of sharing jokes and laughing made her feel relaxed already.

The idea of tripping in the middle of their dance seemed like it would be funny, but for a moment, Anastasia forgot that there were hundreds of people watching them. Not only that, but Anastasia and Rey’s parents were also present. She didn’t want his parents’ first impression of her to be bad, nor did she want her father to think badly of Rey. He was kind to her and polite – she liked that. Similar characteristics that he shared with Jung-Ho. Not that she was comparing Rey to him at all, but if she had to list what she wanted in a husband, then they were definitely on the top of that. So, when Rey dropped that little bombshell of a question on her, she wasn’t sure what to say. Not at all, or yes, I wanted the prince that passed away.

Anastasia chose to be honest with the man. ”I did,” she began quietly, ”I was hoping that Jung-Ho and I would be paired up… but, you know. Life has a funny way of working out..."

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Set the night on fire if we want to
Hanging out with the stars and the big moon
Put them down for a dance with your lasso
I think it'd be nice with you, with you…
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As the song began to slowly come to an end, Anastasia and Rey’s dancing began to slow down also. What had felt like a fifteen-minute dance for Anastasia was actually just three, quick minutes for the rest of the audience. Whether it was the eyes that were staring holes into her, or the fact that she was dancing, in the arms of her husband, Anastasia was a little relieved that the two were finally able to get out of the spotlight. It wasn’t that she disliked Reyansh or anything, but she was just in need of fresh air. It didn't help that the dress she wore was practically suffocating her.

Finally, she released herself from him and took the smallest step backwards, her eyes still settled on his. "It was a pleasure dancing with you, Prince.” The words rolled out of her mouth smoothly in a gentle tone and with one small nod, and a small smile, Anastasia turned around and began walking.

Where was she going? She wasn’t sure herself, but the only thing that had been running through her mind was to get out of there. To get fresh air. Anywhere. Luckily for her, the moment the song, their song, had ended, everybody that had been surrounding them was back to talking, drinking and dancing again. Leaving Reyansh alone like that, she’d felt bad but it was just too much for her to handle. Every inch of her had been invaded by him and she felt vulnerable.

It wasn’t long before the party had ended, an hour at least, and the castle was soon cleared out. The ballroom was now empty, no life to be seen. The music and chatter had died out, and instead, silence filled the castle. The maids began their job to clean up, and they did so in a quiet manner. The Kings and Queens were escorted to their assigned bedrooms after King Michael had wished them a pleasant night and stay at the castle. The siblings of the eight princesses and princes were taken care of by the maids, whereas the four pairings were given a small tour of the castle considering they’d be spending the next couple months there to get to know each other, and prep for the wedding.

The early morning had already risen and the grass shone like it had its own gentle glow from within. It had just hit eight in the morning, and the castle bells began to ring in a peal, signalling that it was time for breakfast.

The memories of yesterday had filled in all too quickly, and Anastasia let out the smallest sigh as she slowly rolled in her bed, the sound of the bells filling her ears. Finally, she opened her eyes and was faced to meet the emptiness of her bed. And it was then she remembered that instead of sleeping in the same bedroom as Rey, like she had been informed to do, she’d waited till he dosed of before she crept away and found herself sleeping in the comforts of her own bed.

As she began to slide out of her bed, however, she spotted what appeared to be a stack of neatly folded clothes and a note on her dresser. Making her way over, she lifted the note and recognized the handwriting immediately – it was Bonnie, her maid. ’Your prince won’t like it if he woke up to find his princess missing.’ Anastasia hated that she had a point, but having to sleep in an untouched bedroom didn’t sound appealing, especially with a man she barely knew on an intimate level. The smell of fresh, new bedsheets and emptiness of the room didn’t offer her the same feelings her homey bedroom did.

She brushed the thought aside and began to dress into the clothes that she presumed was picked out for whatever was planned today. After brushing her teeth and hair, washing her face, and applying a light shade of lipstick, Anastasia headed out of the room and made her way to the main room where her father and the rest of the kings and queen were at.

The smell of all sorts of food; pancakes, waffles, and eggs, filled her nostrils the moment she walked in, her eyes glancing at each and every one of the kings and queens that sat at the table in all their glory. ”Ahh… good morning.” She spoke politely, bowing her head slightly in respect, shooting them a toothy smile before her eyes landed on her father who gestured for her to take a seat at the table. And so, she did.
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christy

𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙨
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Rey would admit, he wasn't actually expecting Anastasia to confess that she hoped to be paired with someone else, but he appreciated her honesty. And he supposed if he looked at it one way, the man she hoped to be with wasn't among the princes and princesses currently dancing away.
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He wanted to slap himself almost as soon as he thought that, because it was complete disrespect to the memory of the late prince, but since he said nothing out loud, he settled for biting down on his lower lip.
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The dance came to an end soon after that, and Rey gave Anastasia a small smile. "The pleasure was all mine," he told her in response, bowing his head a little. She walked off and Rey let her, instead turning around to spot his sister and brother in the crowd. The sense of familiarity he felt was more than welcome, so he flocked to them, feeling the need to be in their company for a while.
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"She's pretty," Aadiyah told Rey once he reached his siblings.
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"Alfaria's a good match," Aryan commented, of course thinking only about the politics behind the pairing. "It's central, like the mediator. You don't want to involve yourself with a country filled with drama."
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"Thanks, Aryan. Because that's exactly what I was thinking about." Rey chuckled softly nonetheless, and spent the rest of the night with his siblings, since his bride-to-be had disappeared for the evening. He didn't blame her. She was processing the whole thing, just as he was, and in any case, he knew he would see her again before the night ended.
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When the guests all left, Rey bid his siblings goodbye, and only bothered to find his parents because he wanted to wish his mother goodnight. Soon after that, he headed to the chambers him and Anastasia were expected to sleep in.
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Being rather tired already, Rey didn't indulge in a lot of small talk, which he otherwise would have definitely participated in since he couldn't stand awkward silences. But this situation was awkward enough, and it was important to maintain a good first impression, which he felt like he had been successful with so far. Not even bothering to change out of his clothes, Rey collapsed on the couch in the room, telling Anastasia she could have the bed. He wasn't going to share it with her till she felt comfortable letting her in, and he was fine crashing on the couch anyway.
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Rey fell asleep almost as soon as he laid down, because in a palace, any couch was as good as a proper bed, and when he woke, the room was empty. Rey didn't know if this was because Ana had left at night, or if she simply woke up early, but he didn't think too much about it. Instead, he got up, stretched, and went to the closet where his things were already stowed away. He was going to be there for a few months, so of course, he'd been asked to come prepared.
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Rey took his time showering before changing into a fresh set of clothes and then making his way to the dining room. He got lost once or twice, after turning down a wrong corridor — which was partly because he'd been tired and not really paying attention during the tour the previous night — but he eventually found himself in the right room, because when he entered, all the kings and queens were seated, and the only other one of the 'special' eight princes and princesses was Anastasia.
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Giving her a smile, Rey took his seat opposite her. "Morning," he greeted her before looking down the table to see his parents. His mother gave him a beaming smile while his father simple stared. The expression said it all — behave.
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But of course. What else was Rey born to do, if not to obey his domineering father?
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thirteen

𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 !
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princess of zesna !

currently with
: the rest of these hoes

mood: boys will be bugs

mood two: if you don't like waffles, don't fucking talk to me.

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her father: here!
her sister: here!
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As the song drew to an end, Stella relinquished her lead in her dance with her soon-to-be husband. With the last notes lingering in the ballroom, she dipped down fluidly in a curtesy, a small smile gracing her rounded features. "Thank you. I hope the dancing was okay." She murmured, before taking a step back from Leo. Was it rude for her to make a comment about his distaste of dancing? She hoped not--she meant nothing by it. Luckily, other things occupied her attention, with Stella quickly spotting her sister and her father. Her father saw her first, his eyes twinkling in the serene manner that indicated that the man was quite happy with her. Her sister, however, wasn't so lucky and was the recipient of a teasing pinch to the ribs as Stella came up behind her.

"Ow!" Aria jumped, swatting her older sister almost immediately. "Oh, it's you. So, did you enjoy your dance with your kanavar?" Aria wiggled her eyebrows playfully. Stella ignored the specific use of the term "kanavar" rather than "purushan"--that was something for her to dissect later, when there weren't many people around. "It was fine. He doesn't really dance--or I don't think it's his strong suit." Stella said, shrugging to let the two know that she didn't particularly feel in a strong way about the man. "I don't think he was too pleased about the match--or maybe he didn't care. I'm not quite sure, it's a bit hard to read him."

"Well, I was scared for him." Aria announced, adopting the cheeky smile that she usually wore when she was about to deliver a clever line. "My poor brother-in-law looked downright scared. Well justified, I would say." Aria said, crossing her arms. The grave expression on her sister's face was too funny, and Stella dissolved into quiet giggles, with Anwar pretending to chastise his younger daughter while trying to hide his twitching lips.

The Zesnian family was the last one in the ballroom. With the slow trickle of guests exiting the ballroom, the family eventually comandeered the floor. Stella lost herself by dancing with her father and sister, to the songs that were familiar to her ears, despite being in a completely unfamiliar environment.

It was late when the family decided to retire to bed--and Stella decided not to disturb her husband in the event that he was sleeping in their shared room. Aria would have to make do with sharing a bed with her for a night. She hadn't bothered with the tour. Where was the fun in having to stay in such a large place if you didn't get lost along the way? Besides, Stella knew damn well that she wouldn't be able to sleep, so it was already in her plans to explore and look around the Scarsci mansion.

But those plans were delayed for longer than she had anticipated. Aria, despite her brave front, clung to her sister, whispering qualms and questions. Stella tried to soothe her younger sister's fears as best as she could, but based on the way the little girl clung to the front of her silky nightshift was evidence enough that Aria wasn't quite settled.

Once the small hand had released its grasp, Stella slid out from under the comforters, shivering slightly before tugging a robe to cover her frame. She slipped out, her footsteps quiet as she gave herself a private tour--she hoped the Scarscis didn't mind.

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With the slow trickle of sun beams into the castle, Stella rose from the small niche that she had found through her wanderings, and made her way back to her sister's room. She quickly shook her sister awake, a feat that was greater than it sounded, before making her way into the shower. Something about the cleanse made her freshen up, almost as if someone had hit a reset button. She took her time with getting dressed and pinning her hair up, the bold makeup from last night replaced with a fresher, simpler look.


"Seekirama vaa dee." Stella called over her shoulder to her sister, before making her way down the stairs to the dining room. She automatically adopted a smile when she saw that the royals were accumulated, with Anastasia and Reyansh. She bowed slightly, clasping her hands in the regular respectful greeting of her people, and murmured a good morning. She sank down on the side of Anastasia, leaving a seat between her and the other princess. Her eyes carefully avoided Reyansh and sought out her father, and was momentarily comforted by the steady gaze and secret smile of her parent. [/div][/div][/div][div=height:30px;width:400px;background:#552233;color:#fff;font-size:12px;line-height:30px;font-family:Arial;text-align:center;margin:auto;border-top:1px solid #fff;]Cause I can be sweet, or poised, or a little too feisty to function ![/div]
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callisto

i'm a ghost with the most, babe.
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It felt like a dream.

She wished it was a dream. Morning light filtered through the crystalline windowpanes, setting Elvire’s golden hair aglow. Though her eyes were open, her mind focused on the immaterial. She thought back to the previous night’s events.

The crowd, fierce as a stormy ocean, spectated with endless entertainment as the couples left the ballroom. Elvire’s bridal smile hung from rose-pink lips, Jungmin’s arm interlaced with her own. She didn’t say much as the group headed to their pre-designated rooms; though her peers didn’t say much either.

When the new husband-and-wife-to-be reached their decadent bedroom, filled with beiges and crystals and silks, Elvire was buried in her thoughts. Jungmin’s words, loud and filled with air, slipped through one of her ears and out the other, her brain failing to catalog his exclamations and complaints. Now that the subject of her concerns was out of sight, he was all she could think about.

She knew what she had to do.

Before Jungmin could address her, the princess slipped into the ensuite bathroom, locking the door behind her. She ran the sink, staring at her scowling face in the mirror. The happy bride.

She pulled out her phone. Notifications greased her lock screen like a stain. Instinctually, she went to press the power button, but stopped herself; instead, Elvire unlocked the phone.

He hadn’t sent her any messages. She loathed to change that.

But it had to be done. He didn’t deserve to wait, to crave; knowing him, he had been doing as much ever since the couples were announced. She indulged him since the beginning… and she had to believe she had let the gasses of admiration get to her head. The guilt she was feeling had to be a result of her own failure. She had misjudged their chances, and the future he had imagined was impossible. He had to understand that sooner or later. It was her responsibility to get it through his head.

The text was sent. The phone was turned off.


It’s for your own good, Alexander.

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She recalled that, after stripping her makeup and donning a set of pajamas, Elvire slipped quietly into the empty king-sized bed. Jungmin was still smoking his cigarette by the time she slid down her blue eye mask and drifted to sleep.

Oh, yeah.

She looked to her right, eyes landing on the top of Jungmin’s black-haired head. Part of her had forgotten he was supposed to sleep in the same bed as her. The sensation of waking up with another body was… odd. Elvire didn’t doubt it would be a bit harder to fall asleep next time, given he was by her side. No matter. Her body would get used to it soon enough.

It would be a lot harder for her mind, however. When Elvire flipped up the covers in order to squeeze out of bed, she was greeted with the sight of Jungmin’s naked… bottom half. His naked everything.

Naturally, she shrieked.

Her eyes blazed with a combination of shock and disgust. His body was nothing to scoff at but… But, NOTHING! What if that… thing… touched me in my sleep?? Oh god, what if it did and I just don’t remember? Her face turned red in embarrassment, passive horror sending goosebumps up her arms.

When words failed to bubble up in her frozen throat, her body reacted – picking up her down-feather pillow and slamming it onto the sheets above Jungmin’s sleeping form.

“GET UP! Why aren’t you wearing ANYTHING?!”

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𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯
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Im Jungmin
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[div class=reply][div class=scroll2]It felt like a dream.[br][/br][br][/br]
Like a horrible, horrible dream. In fact, as Jungmin laid in bed so peacefully and silently (probably the only time you would find the Prince this way), the night’s events played in front of him as if they were a horrific nightmare. Being brought to the ball with false information (wasn’t that entrapment – couldn’t he sue his parents for that or something?). Being told that if he didn’t marry some stranger that he would be locked up in prison for all of his hack jobs and for betraying the country. Having to dance with a complete stranger, being told that this person was going to be the one you’re going to spend the rest of your life with. And finally, heading off to the bedchambers with that said person, pretending that you’ve magically fallen in love with them and wanting to spend the rest of your life with them.[br][/br][br][/br]
Upon entering the bedrooms last night, Jungmin had to take a brief couple of moments to investigate everything in the room. He was in awe of how big the rooms were and how nice they were, completely forgetting what it was like to live in a palace. However, the hacker in him was suspicious. He complained and grumbled to his wife-to-be as he searched the alarm clocks, the television and any other electrical device in the room to ensure there were no attachments on it that could potentially be dangerous or you know, cameras. However, his Princess didn’t seem to be at least bit interested in him because as he stood upon the bed, reaching towards the smoke detector, he was in mid-sentence to her and then she just… walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Well, that was one way to get into his bad books. He couldn’t help but frown at her, mentally throwing daggers at the door before uttering a ”bitch” under his breath. Ah man, he needed a smoke.[br][/br][br][/br]
And that’s what he did. He went out into the balcony, had a cigarette and gazed out for a bit. He was hoping that by the time he came back, that he could spend time with his new wife-to-be and actually talk to her without honorifics and such. Sadly… she was already in bed, eye mask on and fast asleep. Which led the Prince to, once again, frown and mutter a soft “bitch” under his breath once more. It looked like it was bedtime already… which was foreign to him as he was used to going to sleep at ungodly hours of the morning and waking up in the afternoon. Wait. Was he going to have to start going to bed like a grandparent and waking up at normal times? Oh, hell no. He didn’t sign up for that at all. With a disgruntled frown upon his face, Jungmin undressed himself, throwing his clothes in the direction of a nearby chair (alas, half of his items of clothing falling onto the floor but he really didn’t have time or wanted to pick them up). He pulled the bedsheets up slightly, preparing to climb into bed before pausing. He was used to sleeping naked. It was just… his thing, I suppose. He hated pajamas and half the time he lived in his underwear around the house or naked. Surely… it would be okay to sleep naked, right? His dark eyes gazed over at the sleeping Princess before he shrugged to himself. They were going to get married. Besides. If she had an issue with it, then maybe she could’ve been a nice bitch and waited for him for falling asleep. Instead, she decided to be a rude bitch, ignore him and go straight to bed without another word.[br][/br][br][/br]
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A naked Jungmin, sleeping quite peacefully in the bed. One arm underneath his head while he slept on his back, and the other hand resting against his torso. He was sleeping like a baby. But it seemed that the Princess thought the best way to wake a baby was to try and crack its brains open with a firm pillow. As the pillow collided with his head, Jungmin groaned loudly, his face scrunched up with disgust. “What the fuck are you doing?” he grumbled, his eyes still closed with fear for the morning sunlight would burn them.[br][/br][br][/br]
Hearing El’s demand for him to get up, and question to why he wasn’t wearing anything, Jungmin turned his head to gaze at his Princess, opening one eye to look at her. “Because who the fuck wears clothes to bed?” he grumbled in her direction, his face full of disgust at the thought of even potentially wearing clothes to bed. His dark eyes scanned the female before him, noting that she was wearing pyjamas… Okay, maybe she wears clothes to bed. But he didn’t. And couldn’t remember the last time he did. His dark eyes continued to scan the Princess until they came to a pause at her face.[br][/br][br][/br]
His face softened as he opened his eyes widely. Oh shit. He thought he had bagged himself an uggo, but she was actually… well, she was pretty. This was the first time he was seeing her without a mask upon her face or in some fancy dress. This was the real Elvire Dauphin; the one that he was going to wake up to every morning. And he was going to be the only one that was going to be blessed with that too. “You uh…” he paused for a moment, trying to carefully think of his words. “You don’t look half bad without something covering your face. Good work on the… genetics and stuff.”[br][/br][br][/br]
Wow. How fucking smooth.
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𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋
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[div class=post][div class=scroll]Anastasia waited for the royals to join her at the table, her eyes not once lifting from the clean plate set in front of her as she sensed the Kings and Queens staring at her. When Reyansh stepped into the room, she couldn’t have been more grateful now that she wasn’t the only one surrounded by the parents. The tension in the room was incredibly obvious and the perfectly displayed food had yet to be touched.

”Good morning,” she responded softly, mirroring his smile as she stared at him from across the table. Soon after, Stella sauntered in and seated herself besides Anastasia, leaving a chair in between the two girls. It wasn’t until the sound of King Scarcsi clearing his throat that caught the attention of them all.

”I think we’ve waited long enough for the others to join,” he began, the tone of his voice stern as it had been the day before when he announced the pairings. His eyes glanced once at the clock before he brought his attention back towards the group. ”I have a very important announcement to make.”

Confused, Anastasia stared at her father with furrowed eyebrows as he stood up from the table. Another important announcement? This soon? If there was one thing that the young princess could sense from his tone was that this definitely wasn’t going to be a good announcement. But what could have possibly happened during the short amount of time after the ball and now?

”The maids have discovered that Prince Leonardo Zimmermann and Princess Genevieve Reichmuth were nowhere to be found in their chambers this morning,” he spoke, getting down to the point without hesitation. Gasps could be heard from the parents and instantly King Reichmuth stood up from the table, his chair falling backwards. ”What do you mean?! Where are they?” The Queen of Graile followed suit, though calmer than her husband, and clung to his arm to hush the man down.

King Scarcsi stared King Reichmuth down, however, decided to brush off his irrational act that left everybody murmuring amongst themselves. ”I presume that the two ran away together after the pairing announcement… And we have sent our finest soldiers on a search to find them, but have yet to hear back from them.” He continued onwards, ”I understand if you want to stay here until the two have appeared, but we must proceed with the wedding planning.” The moment those words left the king’s mouth, both King Zimmermann and King Rechmuth, along with their wives, stood up to excuse themselves from the table before leaving the room.

Now shocked, Anastasia stared in disbelief as she glanced at Reyansh, incredibly thankful that her soon to be husband was still present. She couldn’t imagine how disappointed Alex and Stella would be. But then it hit her, Genevieve was gone. Her best freaking friend decided to run away without telling her? And with Leonardo of all people? Talk about telling each other everything… Anastasia felt so confused and shocked. She wanted to talk to somebody about it, but with her only option sat across from her, she opted to keep her mouth shut.

”In conclusion, I believe it is best that Princess Stella and Prince Alex pair up if neither Prince Leonardo nor Princess Genevieve turn up.” With that, King Scarsci took his seat once again, his hands coming together as he rested them on the table. He sat silently for a minute or two before he motioned towards a maid that stood to the side. As if the maid knew, she began to pour each and every one of them drinks; freshly squeezed orange juice mixed with champagne. Hell, today was going to be a long day and to get through it, they were definitely going to need something to help.[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div][/nobr]
 

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i'm a ghost with the most, babe.
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As Jungmin awoke, startled by Elvire’s early-morning attack, she found herself drifting from embarrassed to observant. Her eyes wandered across his toned form, now-protected from Jungmin’s immodesty by a blanket. He was fit, that much was clear. As of yet, she wasn’t sure if he was fit from vanity or from dedication – though the two often went hand in hand.

His tattoos, spanning most of his torso, made Elvire purse her lips. It wasn’t exactly princely (maybe not even allowed) for royals to have tattoos, and the princess loathed to think what other rules Jungmin might try to break… but she couldn’t stop staring. Mesmerizing. And equally inappropriate. She slapped herself mentally, forcing her eyes to move back to his.

His face, now seen for the first time without the mask, was chiseled yet soft – boyish but masculine. His eyes, though shooting daggers at her, were just as moody and tantalizing. Though her cheeks flushed with another blush, the same faux-haughty frown latched on to her lips. He was handsome. That much she could concede. But if he was so comfortable sleeping naked, he probably knew it as well.

When Jungmin complimented her, seconds after accusing her of being the clothed minority, Elvire was taken aback. “Good genetics” wasn’t exactly the loveliest thing she’d ever heard (especially not after that poet from Zesna wrote her a sonnet), but the unexpected nature of it made her face turn blank.

And she just remembered she wasn’t wearing any makeup.

Elvire bit her tongue, her hands latching on to the silk ends of her night blouse.

“Thanks.” She said slowly and calmly, trying to look anywhere in the room but at Jungmin’s face. After taking a deep breath, Elvire snapped back to attention and walked urgently towards the closet – already filled with the bride and groom’s clothes. The royals must have known about the pairings in advance, or they had the worlds sneakiest maids at their disposal.

“We’re going to be late for breakfast.” She ruffled through the clothes, simultaneously mumbling critiques and hmming at Jungmin’s wardrobe as she flipped through it. “I’ll find you something to wear. Just…. Please. Put some underwear on.”


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The two arrived at breakfast shortly after. They were dressed rather informally, though it only seemed appropriate to be comfortable for breakfast. Well, Elvire wasn’t sure about Jungmin, but as a royal, she would never be caught dead in sweatpants, so comfort was what one made of it. He was, however, grumbling about the outfit Elvire had chosen – she wasn’t sure what was so wrong with plain black jeans and a white shirt, but then again, Jungmin’s closet was the oddest orgy of casual and hype-beast and stylish that she’d ever seen. It was like he was brandless, and just wore whatever he pleased. Odd.

Elvire lightly pressed down the top of her French braid. She could already feel the stare of her parents from beyond the dining-room door.

Swinging the doors open, Elvire and Jungmin entered the room fashionably late to the sound of… silence.

She frowned, stepping forward hesitantly with a prompt head bow to the crowd. She didn’t wait to be asked to sit, and instead reached her seat, motioning for Jungmin to follow quickly. Elvire made a mental note to speak to her parents later, in private, and give them their due acknowledgments. Right now just seemed far too tense for cheek kisses.

Instinctually, her eyes sought out Stella's - her one friend and beacon of comfort. The Osmurg princess did her best to communicate what the fuck happened via eyes alone, and waited with confusion for any kind of response.

Great. She missed the drama, and her eggs were going to be cold.
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thirteen

𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 !
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princess of zesna !

currently with
: the rest of these hoes

mood: boys will be bugs

mood two: wanna cry lmfao

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location: breakfast haha
tags: callisto callisto + everyone else
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mentions: leo, elvire, jungmin, reyansh, anastasia, alex

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her father: here!
her sister: here!
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While Stella had been wandering around the halls of the castle, her husband-to-be had run off with another woman. Sure, she barely knew the guy, only interacted with him once or twice, but still--her image. A man who had been paired up with her had been in love with someone else--the second time that this was happening. First with Reyansh, secondly with Leonardo. At this rate, Stella was planning to off herself quickly to save her the misery of going through such an ordeal ever again.

Stella didn't look up at all--the seat that she had placed between herself and Anastasia seemed rather foolhardy, considering that the princess that she had been considerate of had run off with her husband. The hair that she had so lovingly pinned behind her ears in the style of her people fell down around her face, a dark curtain of hair to set her apart from the domineering presence at the head of the table and the news that he brought with him. Eventually, though, she raised her head at the sounds of the doors opening, inviting Elvire and Jungmin to finally join the assembled party.

Elvire must have sensed that something was off (gee, what tipped her off? Maybe it was the overwhelming sense of silence and lack of closure that rang around the room.) because Stella immediately found her eyes captured by her best friend. She could see the confusion in her best friend's icy orbs, and for once, was unable to muster a comforting expression or a mischievous smile or hell, even a familiar glimmer of her eyes.

Stella felt....

Tired.

Yes, that was the word for it.

How was she tired when the phase that she had been anticipating had just now begun? She didn't know, so don't ask her. Stella decided to do her best to fill her best friend in with a sign of her eyes, but there was only a few ways to convey My husband just left me for another woman and we didn't even technically get married and now my husband's gonna be someone else haha how was your first night? with her eyes.


Alex. Alex, Alex, Alex. She tried to place him, tried to remember what she could about her new pairing, but there was nothing that came to mind, atleast, not right away. Hell, she couldn't even place his face, didn't even remember how he looked. Yet again, she was confronted with the possibility of marrying someone she didn't know, and this time, she feared that it would once again end in an unfortunate conclusion.

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christy

𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙨
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Rey's gaze only moved away from Ana when someone else entered the room. She was a recognisable face for him, since Rey remembered befriending Stella during the banquets. For Rey, she'd been a good friend. At the time, however, he'd been seeing someone else, so he hadn't looked at her from the point of view of a potential suitor, and though he made that clear to Stella, it was only after they got to a point where she revealed that she was interested in him in a different way.

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Sitting opposite his future wife and the woman who'd opened up her heart to him once upon a time was... awkward, to say the least. Nobody knew about it, as far as he knew, unless Stella told anyone, which she was at full liberty to do of course. He honestly just felt like a dick after the incident because as he thought back to it, he realised that he'd been heavily flirting. He just hadn't realised it because, well, flirting was as easy as breathing, for Rey. It was often slipped into conversation, no matter whom he was speaking to.

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In any case, after allowing his gaze to rest on her for a moment, he quickly turned it to the King of Alfaria, because he apparently had an announcement to make. As soon as he heard the man speak, Rey felt surprised. He knew this whole arrangement wasn't something that all the princes and princesses were looking forward to, but he didn't think there would be runaways. In a way, he admired the fact that they had the balls to follow their heart. In another way, he thought they were selfish and unkind to humiliate their intended bride and groom like that. He knew one of them was Stella, and even if they didn't talk anymore, he still considered her a friend, and he felt bad about it.

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Briefly, his gaze drifted to Stella once more. He knew that being stared at was perhaps the last thing she wanted right now, which was the only thing that caused him to avert his gaze as King Scarsci continued, explaining that the remaining two, left without a pair, would now be paired together. It was going to be hard, but at the end of the day, the pairs were necessary for this whole agreement to work.

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Rey silently thanked whatever superior being was out there, that his bride-to-be was there right in front of him, instead of off somewhere with someone else, with no intention of ever returning. He felt pleased to know that they could make this work. Who said there couldn't be love in an arranged marriage? All he had to do was get to know Ana better, and maybe he could do that by officially asking her out on a date, to make it all seem less formal, and like they were getting married for the sake of their parents and their kingdoms.

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For now though, Rey was hungry, and he was certainly thankful for the drink. Hopefully after their meal, him and Ana would get some time to learn more about each other.

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𝑙𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠
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The night was honestly a blur for him. He hadn't known what happened during and after the dance. Without him knowing, he was supposedly lead into his shared bedroom with a female stranger? acquaintance? They only ever interacted during the time banquets occurred back at home but did these people really expect them to be comfortable with their supposed partners for their entire lifetime immediately? Once again, Aurelius could see how fucked up the world that they lived in. He could faintly discern the extremely awkward atmosphere in the bedroom once the two were left alone.
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There was also the issue of the bed. The bedroom only had one bed. He mentally face palm at the ridiculousness of the whole thing. It lead to the two of them arguing between on who would be sleeping on the bed. The bed was frankly large enough for the both of them. But who wouldn't be uncomfortable sleeping with an unfamiliar person in the same room, even more so in the same bed. The two went back and forth until Aurelius finally won stating that his princely and manly pride would be hurt if he let her sleep on the couch. Although it really might just have been the desperation and pitiful look on his face that allowed the princess give in
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He finally was getting ready to bed. He hadn't had the chance to see it earlier with what was happening but he had saw he had gotten a new message from Elvire. Aurelius couldn't control the flutters in his chest seeing that she messaged him. He couldn't help but be hopeful. He knew it! He knew that she wouldn't give up on them either. Completely unaware that his heart would be broken later. His bright face was eventually all drained of life as he read the simple sentence she sent. He read it again. again. again. again. again. again. He probably read it wrong. Why was it he couldn't understand it. Was it in another language? Aurelius couldn't understand what she was saying at all.
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Immediately, he excused himself to the bathroom. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. This wasn't happening. This isn't happening. He doesn't understand. Aurelius was extremely flustered. He seemed very normal but the message seemed to open his eyes that he was covering with a veil so far. He wanted to know why was she saying this. Did he do anything that displeased her lately? Did he make any mistake? Was it because of last time? Maybe she likes her new partner? Was he appealing to her eyes? He didn't know- but Aurelius knows he can change. He can change himself to whatever she likes. He'll listen to her better. His fingers shaking he kept dialing her number again and again but it keeps stating that the phone was not connected.
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Aurelius became even more frenzied, his imagination working on overdrive. Was she and her partner getting along? if the circumstances were the same for every couple like his, then he didn't know what he was supposed to do. When he understood that calls wouldn't work then he- he should leave messages for her to see, after he left various voice messages. His messages became more panic and more desperate one after another. You could practically hear the desperation from his messages. He was practically close to tears.
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He didn't know where he gotten the idea or the guts but he suddenly left their bedroom and was wondering the hallways. He couldn't help but yearn to look for her. Aurelius couldn't accept this kind of outcome. Unfortunately, there wasn't much luck in finding her room. He knew better than to ask anyone where it was. He couldn't bear to implicate her into a scandal and even if he went, what was he supposed to do? Her supposed to be husband was there too. Fortunately, what he had found was the kitchen. He couldn't help but steal a wine bottle and started drinking his heart away.
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Not quite sure how he managed to back to his room, he only prayed that he didn't say anything he would regret. Aurelius woke up with a splitting headache and alone. He looked around the bedroom and it was empty. Although, he didn't pay it much mind. He was feeling better on his way for breakfast. Food was always a great way to lift his spirits. As he sat on his spot, he spotted Elvire and the stuffy feeling in his chest appeared once more. He tightly clenched his fists on his hands as he kept his best poker face on. The announcement of the disappearance of Prince Leonardo and Princess Genevieve was another blow to him. Afterwards, they just conveniently paired him with the other princess who was also left behind.
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He didn't know what he was going to feel. He wished it could have been him and Elvire who eloped instead but he knew it was nothing but a dream of his, or even perhaps, if he had to be paired up again why hadn't they paired him with Elvire. His thoughts were swirling and even he didn't understand himself anymore. What he did know was that he wished that they'd serve breakfast sooner so he can soothe his entire being with the mess of a life that he had. Aurelius was just so confused and he felt so messed up and he really needed a smoke. He would also like to be in the water to cool his head because his brain was already mush. Aurelius didn't have any hope for his heart- he wasn't even sure if there were powders left of his finely crushed heart.
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𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯
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[div class=reply][div class=scroll2]Elvire trying to help him pick out something to wear closely resembled a fight with a stubborn four-year-old who would instead leave the house with one shoe on and one-off for a fashion statement. The minutes were ticking over as he stood there in nothing but his underwear, arms crossed and pulling dirty looks at all the different combinations she was coming up with. All of his suggestions were falling onto deaf ear because apparently Princes don’t wear gym shorts to breakfast with the Royals. What kind of mess was he getting himself into? He would’ve taken the prison option had he known there was so much he was giving up being placed in this situation.[br][/br][br][/br]
His wife-to-be finally found an outfit that she deemed out; black jeans, a white shirt and a black leather jacket. I mean, Jungmin did nothing but complain about it still. She picked the most boring thing out there and not to mention the jacket? Oh man, he felt so warm wearing the damn thing inside. He had the right mind to leave it behind, but as soon as he attempted to peel it off his body, his fiancé scolded him. Apparently, like gym shorts, showing your tattoos at the breakfast table with Royals was another thing Princes don’t do.[br][/br][br][/br]
He was going to fucking blow his brains out.[br][/br][br][/br]
With a classic sour puss frown upon his face and his hands in his jean pockets, Jungmin followed Elvire through the castle to the dining room. After all, this was his first time here. If he were left to wander by himself, you’d no doubt hear a voice over within a five-minute time frame, announcing there was a lost child in the building. As they drew closer to the area, the smell of eggs and bacon hit him in the face in a great wave. Oh man, when was the last time he had a home-cooked meal? Both he and Nam Hyuk were not good cooks unless you could protein shakes – then they were amazing. But to create a meal without the assistance of a Nutribullet? Oh, no, no, no. That wasn’t possible for these two grown adults.[br][/br][br][/br]
The atmosphere in the room was tense, and the silence was deafening. As he followed Elvire into the room, he saw his parents gaze up towards him with that look on their face as they bowed in their direction. Of course, they had that look; that disappointed one. Obviously, they were meant to be here sooner but could you blame them for sleeping in after a crazy night like last night? Jungmin responded to his parent’s head bow with his own, respectfully. His dark eyes followed Elvire as she reached for a seat, noting her motion for him to do so also. Releasing a heavy sigh, Jungmin was about to take the seat next to his wifey, when he paused.[br][/br][br][/br]
The hot chick from last night.[br][/br][br][/br]
She had an empty chair next to her.[br][/br][br][/br]
Go! Go! Go![br][/br][br][/br]
Elvire who? Jungmin was on the move, walking up to the vacant spot. Well, if Elvire was going to complain about it, he could simply tell her that he was taking his time to learn all the other Princess and Princes as he had no idea who the hell anyone was. There was no way he was going to let her cock-block him after the way she had been treating him like a child who was spoilt rotten. Standing behind the chair, Jungmin made the decision there and then to rid himself of the evil that radiated from the leather jacket. It was just way too damn hot for it. As he slid it off his body, revealing those tattoos which Elvire had been desperate to cover, he took hold of the jacket and placed it on the back of the chair.[br][/br][br][/br]
Finally, with an exaggerated sigh of relief, Jungmin sat down upon the chair, slumping slightly. “What’s on the menu this morning?” He asked no one in particular as he reached towards the alcoholic beverage and orange juice concoction. He was blatantly ignoring the tension in the air, knowing that if he asked someone what was going on, he was going to hear a whole heap of stuff that he really couldn’t be bothered with trying to keep up with. Taking hold of the glass, he brought it to his lips for a sip. Ah yes. Alcohol. This was what he needed this morning.


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𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋
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[div class=post][div class=scroll]The room had stayed silent, besides the sound of drinks being poured, and Anastasia was sure that everybody felt incredibly confused or shocked at the news. It was either one or both, really. Once the maid had gotten down to pouring her drink, Anastasia reached forward to grab the glass, her lips meeting the rim of it as she took a sip. The taste of bubbly wine and sweet citrus filled her mouth instantly, and although she wasn’t one to drink so early in the morning, it was definitely needed.

Her mind had been clouded by plenty of thoughts, mainly about Genevieve and how she had chosen to betray her friendship to run off with a man, that Anastasia barely noticed the seat beside her finally being occupied. Until the chair decided to speak.

Wait, what?

Slowly, her head turned to face the left, glass still in contact with her lips, and when her eyes made out the who sat next to her, the beverage decided to go down the wrong pipe (aka her trachea). What the fu- Jung-ho? Immediately, Anastasia began to cough out the liquid that decided to invade her airway, though with very great difficulty. And as she instinctively did, she went to set her glass down on the table, but with so little focus on where, she had barely placed half the glass onto the table, with the other half off the table, before letting it go, and… well, gravity did its thing. Said drink was no longer contained in the glass, but now all over the floor and Jung-min’s thigh.

Anastasia reached forward to grab the closest napkin to her to press against the man’s thigh, but with that came knocking the syrup all over the table, and thankfully, not over Jung-min this time. Who the frick decided to place the syrup on top of the napkin?

”Oh, fuck…” Had she said that out allowed? The only indication that let her know was the small gasps she heard coming from the elder ladies on the other side of the dining table. Oh, double fuck. She had almost forgotten that not only was her father present, but so were Reyansh’s parents. And basically everybody else.

Anastasia was almost completely red in the face at the little show she had involuntarily decided to put on, and it didn’t help that her hands were still trying to wipe the liquid that had already set itself into Jung-min’s jeans. If somebody could kill her now, that would be great. That way she could meet Jung-ho in heaven and blame him for making her look like the biggest fool ever. At this rate, she probably wouldn’t even make it to heaven. But holy hell did Jung-min and Jung-ho really look alike…

Her heart was beating heavily, and honestly, the princess wanted to up and leave, but something forced herself to stay seated in the chair – probably her butt being glued to it. She wanted to say something, or anything really, but not a sound left her lips. Honestly, what could she even say to save herself from the embarrassment? Her eyes, still focused on the man’s lap, stung because she still hadn’t blinked yet. Oh God, Reyansh was probably regretting having her as his soon to be wife… Jung-ho, if you’re here in spirit… you suck, but I miss you.[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div][/nobr]
 

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𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯
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[div class=reply][div class=scroll2]As the hot Princess turned her face to look at his, Jungmin also turned to face her, his eyes connecting with hers. Damn, she was hot. Why did he get stuck with the massive bitch of a Princess and not this hot – and he presumed not as bitchy – Princess? However, his thoughts came to a screaming halt as he saw the Princess’ eyes widen and she was – Oh God, was she dying? Was she about to choke to death?! Shit, shit, shit. What was he meant to do?! Aren’t you meant to like hit their back or something? Like, try and wack the air back into them or something? He wasn’t sure! He had never taken first aid training in his life! [br][/br][br][/br]
Just as he went to raise a hand to give Princess Anastasia a pat on the back, he paused. All the sudden, his pants were very wet. Wait – did he just piss himself? Was this some huge dream and he just pissed himself as he slept? Yeah, this had to be it. He must’ve taken some new drug and he was tripping balls about seeing his parents and this whole ball and arranged marriage, and now his body was trying to wake him up by making him piss his pants. Well done body. Thank you for trying to save his life, even if it did involve turning back into a five-year-old wetting the bed. With his raised hand which he had intended to pat Ana’s back with, he was about to tap his own face to try and wake himself up. He heard the swear coming from the hot Princess’ mouth; okay, yeah, he was one hundred per cent dreaming. There was no way a Princess would have a potty mouth like that. [br][/br][br][/br]
But just as he was about to pat his own face in an attempt to wake himself up, he felt something against his thigh. His dark eyes quickly gazed down to see Anastasia in a frenzy, trying to clean up the mess she had spilt on him. Oh, man. Nothing was hotter than a hot Princess swearing and then touching his thighs. Not to mention the blush that was plastered all over her face. How cute Jungmin thought to himself as a smile formed on his face. He wanted to laugh about this whole situation. Unlike his parents, who were sitting at the other end of the table with sour puss looks on their faces, Jungmin didn’t have a stick shoved so far up his asshole that it was poking his brain. [br][/br][br][/br]
It’s okay,” He chuckled lightly, his hand landing on top of the Princess’ as she held it on his thigh. Jungmin’s dark eyes gazed from their hands to her face, offering her an encouraging grin and ensuring that she was looking up at him before he spoke once more. “I probably should’ve announced my arrival at the table instead of just popping up next to your seat. I’m Jungmin. And you are…?” He paused, his mouth slightly agape and his brows raised, waiting to hear her answer. I mean, he was still yet to learn everyone’s names despite El telling him last night because – let’s face it, he was barely paying attention then. His brain was far more concerned over how his parents had betrayed him and how he was about to spend the rest of his life with someone he had never met before.




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