《Love's Desire》Prince
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(Vexian's POV)
My legs seemed to automatically walk to the giant, castle doors. I looked behind me and wondered 'Will I ever see him again? How strange, when he took off his mask he was so..... No wonder he called himself a god.' I turned my head forwards again and stepped into the castle, now held captive once again in it's walls.
"Vex! How are you doing? It's been a while since we talked, hasn't it?" A cheerful voice declared in the crowded hallway. "Oh! Your majesty." I said, bowing in respect for my father, King Phillip of Midray. "I've told you so many times, my son, don't address me as 'Majesty' it's 'Dad' to you." He said, kindly. I chuckled slightly, and embraced my father. "I've been doing well, Dad." I smiled fondly. My father was always so delightful and tried his best to be kind to everyone.
My mother on the other hand only cared about my younger brother and took him when he was one. We looked for him ever since. My mother was torn apart by her own magic. I never knew much about her.
If that guy really was a god would he know where my brother was? I pondered this for a second.
"It's getting late, it may be still sunny outside but it's summer. I say you go rest, you've had a busy day, Vex." Father suggested. I yawned, "That's true. But I should stay up for a little longer...." I half said, half yawned. He sighed and insisted I rest for a bit. "Ok but I'm gonna get up at the crack of dawn." I declared. "Whatever you say, Vex." Father said cheerfully, as I made my way towards the bedrooms.
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I was in the garden. "Where am I? Am I lucid dreaming?" I asked myself. I spotted the guy from earlier, "HEY!" I yelled, trying to get his attention. He walked through another portal and I ran straight for it. I just managed to make it in time. "Eh?" I was in a place above the clouds. "Hey, what are you doing here?" A godly, giant figure wearing the same mask as earlier but had weird pink-tinted skin asked me. "Why did you follow me into the portal?" he asked again. "Wait you're the same guy from earlier! Why is your skin pink now and why are you five times the size of me?!" He picked me up in his hand. "Is your face still the same? Can I see?" I asked, he sighed and with his other hand he unbuckled his mask. He looked the same except with white hair and pink instead of the whites in his eyes. "You still look cute." I said. I thought to myself, if this is a lucid dream then I could do anything I wanted. So I asked him, "Wait hold me up to your face!" He sighed again and did. I slapped him in the face and he yelled, "Ok, that's it!" and put me back down. I stuck my tongue at him and dived through the portal.
I sat bolt upright. What a strange dream.... I had dreamt that he really was a god.... I looked out of the window. Black. I felt somehow full of energy although it felt like I slept for 5 minutes. I looked out in the garden. I pulled on a plain robe and walked towards the door. I opened it slowly, so as not to make a sound. I crept out of the doors and ran out, free. I had escaped the castle walls.
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I walked to the fountain in the middle of the maze-like bushes. I looked at my reflection. the full moon lit up the night. I heard a noise from the opposite side of the hedge next to me. I peeked through the leaves and twigs. The same guy from earlier. He had came out of another portal.
I whispered, "So what are you doing out here this late?" He jumped and fell backwards into the portal. I giggled and walked around the hedge to the portal and waited for him to stand up again. "You good?" I giggled. He didn't say anything. "Uh hello?" "Yeah? What do you want?" He muttered. I narrowed my eyes, "I asked you, what are you doing out here this late?" I repeated.
Silence for a few seconds and then, "Depends, why are you outside at this time?" He replied. "Uhm... Well I don't know really...." I mumbled, now questioning this myself. He was silent and then said bluntly, "Same." I looked up at his mask. "You need sleep, you look like you haven't slept since I fucking left." He said, after a moment of silence. He picked me up and walked towards the doors of the great prison-like walls of the castle.
"Hey! Put me the fuck down weirdo. I'm not going back in. Hey!" I whisper-yelled while softly punching his arms. "You need sleep go back to bed." He said. I pouted and sighed. "Well can I see your face again at least? Pleeeease?" I begged. He put me down in front of the doors and unbuckled his mask again. "Hehe, your freckles are so cute! Your eyes are beautiful as well y'know. You just have pretty privilage."
"Please stop. I really am not used to it." He muttered, uncomfortable and blushing. "Well I mean you're blushing so you must like it." I said, smiling. He turned red and covered his face with one hand. "I asked to stop." He said, really uncomfortable now. "Sorry, hot-stuff." I said before slipping into the castle and shutting the doors.
I leaned against the door and covered my mouth. Why the fuck was I flirting with him when it obviously made him uncomfortable?! I heard him leave and then walked to my room. and covered my face with a pillow and whisper-screamed into it. I took off my robe and realised that I really did feel shitty and needed sleep. So I did.
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