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- Hey you! Show yourself and exit from my room, okay? – She exclaimed with a falsely brave tone.
The man turned, making his blond forelock twirling, and stared at her with an indecipherable expression. _____ felt awkward being scanned by those deep ocean blue eyes, maybe because that eyes belonged by the most handsome man she had ever seen. He has a light goatee which made think at an age superior than hers or Arthurs. He has blond long hair, strict in a little ponytail by a blue ribbon.
Although she felt really awkward the servant found some courage and continued: - What do you think, in this castle it isn't all yours!
The blond smirked and replied: - Oh, you're right, my dear, although it could be the truth… someone said the princes have the kingdoms' keys, you know? – And then he winked showing a set of keys; there was also hers in it.
______ was stunned and for two second her heart blocked. "I… I said thief… at the prince!"
- I-I'm really sorry Lord! – She babbled blowing a few times. She was expecting a terrible punishment: that day the prince Bonnefoy would arrive for a visit from a kingdom overseas, and she had to welcome and guide him, but she forgot it! Suddenly the prince laughed. – Ahahah, don't worry treasure! I've seen you were busy and I decided to look around… by the way, these clothes are absolutely horrible! They're broken and ready to break up in every moment! Rather, wait me here…
He went out from the room and he returned a few minutes later holding some feminine clothes which he leant on _____s closet. He took a red one and gave it to _____ inviting her to wear it. After some protest she accepted, although she had to insist because the prince would see the entire procedure.
The dress was nice but not opulent, perfect for her. – Love, you're fantastic! – The blonds' smile seemed lighting the dark room, but the little servant had a bewildered look in her eyes. What was happening? First, King Kirkland leaved leaving her strange words, and then there was that beautiful, odd prince who gave dresses and called her with too warm nicknames.
The prince found out the confusion in _____s' eyes. – What's the matter, star?
- I don't… know what to say, prince Bonnefoy… - She was telling the truth: all those behaviour rules learnt at the nunnery seemed to be happily ignored by the dashing young man.
- You can call me Francis, love! I don't like you calling me by surname; it feels like we're so different!
- But, Lord, we are different… - ______ replied softly.
He came closer to her till their noses weren't touching and looked her in her eyes. – The only difference between me and you is you are a woman and I'm a man. Apart from that we're the same, because our hearts beats at the same rhythm, we breathe the same air and our mind works at the same way, although our thoughts are usually different. Now, for example, I'm thinking how sweet your name could sound spoken by a cute voice like yours… - he whispered appealing, with a naughty tone which made _____ shiver.
She turned from him quickly, averting his eyes, and whispered: - I'm ______, Lord.
The man turned, making his blond forelock twirling, and stared at her with an indecipherable expression. _____ felt awkward being scanned by those deep ocean blue eyes, maybe because that eyes belonged by the most handsome man she had ever seen. He has a light goatee which made think at an age superior than hers or Arthurs. He has blond long hair, strict in a little ponytail by a blue ribbon.
Although she felt really awkward the servant found some courage and continued: - What do you think, in this castle it isn't all yours!
The blond smirked and replied: - Oh, you're right, my dear, although it could be the truth… someone said the princes have the kingdoms' keys, you know? – And then he winked showing a set of keys; there was also hers in it.
______ was stunned and for two second her heart blocked. "I… I said thief… at the prince!"
- I-I'm really sorry Lord! – She babbled blowing a few times. She was expecting a terrible punishment: that day the prince Bonnefoy would arrive for a visit from a kingdom overseas, and she had to welcome and guide him, but she forgot it! Suddenly the prince laughed. – Ahahah, don't worry treasure! I've seen you were busy and I decided to look around… by the way, these clothes are absolutely horrible! They're broken and ready to break up in every moment! Rather, wait me here…
He went out from the room and he returned a few minutes later holding some feminine clothes which he leant on _____s closet. He took a red one and gave it to _____ inviting her to wear it. After some protest she accepted, although she had to insist because the prince would see the entire procedure.
The dress was nice but not opulent, perfect for her. – Love, you're fantastic! – The blonds' smile seemed lighting the dark room, but the little servant had a bewildered look in her eyes. What was happening? First, King Kirkland leaved leaving her strange words, and then there was that beautiful, odd prince who gave dresses and called her with too warm nicknames.
The prince found out the confusion in _____s' eyes. – What's the matter, star?
- I don't… know what to say, prince Bonnefoy… - She was telling the truth: all those behaviour rules learnt at the nunnery seemed to be happily ignored by the dashing young man.
- You can call me Francis, love! I don't like you calling me by surname; it feels like we're so different!
- But, Lord, we are different… - ______ replied softly.
He came closer to her till their noses weren't touching and looked her in her eyes. – The only difference between me and you is you are a woman and I'm a man. Apart from that we're the same, because our hearts beats at the same rhythm, we breathe the same air and our mind works at the same way, although our thoughts are usually different. Now, for example, I'm thinking how sweet your name could sound spoken by a cute voice like yours… - he whispered appealing, with a naughty tone which made _____ shiver.
She turned from him quickly, averting his eyes, and whispered: - I'm ______, Lord.
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~Crowns (Chapter 3)~ EnglandXReader
You were determined not to be caught in their drama. You were there to graduate, and get a good job, like your parents. You had promised them you would, and... a promise is a promise! A promise... you stared at your screen's wallpaper as you closed the program.
You didn't love him! That was- wait. 'I'll see you later then.'
... His stare unnerved you, once again. Now, it wasn't as scary though. It was just kinda creepy, and it was starting to make you very upset. Your eyes were cast on the ground as you could feel his piercing stare, and you exhaled with a short huff.
Stop it!
The teacher droned on in a monotone vo
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~Crowns (Chapter 1)~ EnglandXReader
"Come on, ____! Can't you keep up?" the voice was annoyingly taunting, and you felt your cheeks start the all too familiar burning once again.
You wanted to yell 'Shut up!' or cuss them out, but instead your heart dropped, knowing you would never have the courage too. The feeling in your chest was sickening, one of complete despair.
You tried to force your legs forward faster, but the energy seemed to have been drained from your body. You watched the bodies far in front of you bounce with every quick step they took. That's all you could do, after all. You couldn't shout back at them, you weren't entitled too. Because... you w
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~Crowns~(Chapter 4) EnglandXReader
TheBlackRose: She said yes.
Oh no.
A sharp inhale broke the steady rythm of your breathing.
...
Your eyes were open now, hearing the soft thumping of your parents' footsteps downstairs, probably making breakfast. It was light outside already.
Your cave showed almost no light because of your thick curtains drawn permanantely across the windows. The hallway light leaked under you door. It was a soft, white light, unlike the ugly yellow light lightbulbs gave off, so you knew that it was daylight. You moved slowly underneath your drawn up blanket, feeling your warmth stay with the spot where you had lay. The bed creaked as you bega
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Guess it right? He was Francis! OMG guys, you're too smart for me! >.< I'm preparing the prize for those who guess it right and for you all who read this and make my day with all your beautiful comments, but first you have to answer to a little question: Do you like Alfred F. Jones? Who do you think I could add in this story?
In this chapter we talk more about France than other, but don't worry, England will soon return... winner or loser!
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Ch. 2: [link]
Ch. 3:
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Guess it right? He was Francis! OMG guys, you're too smart for me! >.< I'm preparing the prize for those who guess it right and for you all who read this and make my day with all your beautiful comments, but first you have to answer to a little question: Do you like Alfred F. Jones? Who do you think I could add in this story?
In this chapter we talk more about France than other, but don't worry, England will soon return... winner or loser!
Ch. 1: [link]
Ch. 2: [link]
Ch. 3:
Ch. 4: [link]
Ch. 5: [link]
Ch: 6: [link]
Ch.7: Coming soon...
I found this preview somewhere in the Internet, please tell me if you know the awesome artist who made it!
Like this? I take requests: [link]
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I swear if these two do funny business.......I'm goin' to kill their ass.