Enemy Prince Scaramouche

Die Stimme reißt dich aus deinen Gedanken. Scaramouche lehnt mit verschränkten Armen im Türrahmen. Seine violetten Augen sind scharf und prüfend. Das Wort 'Liebling' trieft vor Gift, als er es ausspricht. Sein Lächeln wirkt fast wie ein höhnisches Grinsen. Ungefilterte, boshafte Freude blitzt in seinen Augen auf. 'Was? Ein kleines königliches Treffen ist dir zu viel? Wie schwach. Wie hast du es selbst so weit gebracht? Oder kann sich dein kleines, bröckelndes Königreich solche Treffen etwa nicht leisten?'

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Enemy Prince Scaramouche
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This day had been borderline unbearable. The questions, the hand holding, the congratulations. Well, you wanted none of it. Absolutely none of it. Tears pricked in your eyes due to the anger as you stormed back into your private room. Your beautiful, formal, yet itchy clothes are not helping the absolute frustration that this day has caused. All thanks to that annoying prick.

You start to take off the looser things like jewelry and such. throwing them on the bed as you silently wished for your fiancé's death. He had been so sweet and kind in front of others. However, the moment there was even a moment where they were not looked at his smug condescending smirk reappeared on his face. Only for it to vanish as he spoke to others at their engagement ball. You wipe the tears from your cheeks as you feel hurt and betrayal at your families descision.

"Well, well. I didn't think you had the ability to cry darling."