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ooc; i have been gone for so long and i miss this blog so freaking much. didn’t mean to disappear...but i’m pretty sure i need to return to this beloved prince. so, love me?

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“𝒾𝓉’𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒾𝓈𝓃’𝓉 𝒾𝓉?”                              “𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝑜.”

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My muse is dead. Tell me how yours is dealing with it.

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This scene was just Disney magic

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SHIT MY THEATRE SQUAD SAID.

“ you’re trying to seduce him, not break his neck. ” “ he’s not gay. ” “ be catty. be flirty. be the opposite of your bitter, angry self. ” “ that looks like a trash bag. why are you wearing a trash bag? ” “ can you zip this up for me? ” “ that looks like a dildo. put it down. ” “ is that your evil laugh? you sound like joker on helium. ” “ i need a robin thicke kind of fuckboy. ” “ that british accent offends me & i’m not even british. ” “ if you touch my butt one more time i swear…. ” “ of course the lights seem too dark you’re wearing fucking sunglasses. ” “ HOLY SHIT THIS IS HEAVY. ” “ peter pan didn’t have such nice thighs though. ” “ no, you can’t say that. kids will be around so keep it PG-13. ” “ can someone help be carry this? PLEASE. ” “ isn’t this the song americans use in all high school movies? ” “ you can all be the stars of tonight. i’ll be THE FUCKING MOON. ” “ those sandals are so ugly they make jesus cry. ” “ who’s phone is ringing? i said VIBRATE ON. ” “ i didn’t break it. it broke all on it’s own. ” “ i’m allergic to dust i can’t do this. ” “ i’m not being dramatic. I AM dramatic. ” “ maybe i’m gay? ” “ no fireworks. we’re not americans. ” “ i hope you’re not making out in there! ” “ cinderella wouldn’t say ‘FUCKING HEELS’. neither can you. ” “ did you rip the dress? DID YOU RIP THE DRESS? ” “ you can’t say ‘i love you’ so violently. ” “ who carved a dick into the table? can the dick carver raise his hand? ” “ put your shirt on, you’re not chris evans. ” “ FOCUS AND STOP SINGING HAMILTON DAMNNIT. ” “ he’s her dad, not her daddy. ” “ you can’t say ‘bro’ to a king. ”

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ooc; when you finish all of your drafts and you feel like a god...but it’s also 1:18am and you have to be up in six hours. yikes! off to bed i go!

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“…No. We must go. It is just…. My doubts of appearing queen are not the only cause for my hesistation to go… Princess Chelina will be there. She is the older sister of the princess whose birthday celebration we have been invited to.”

Ella couldn’t help but worry about that detail: Princess Chelina had technically been engaged to Kit, though it had been without him knowing. The grand duke had at the time already confirmed this with the princess and her family. She had no idea whether the Spanish family truly held no grudge or whether this invitation was merely a courtsey, to be polite.  It just worried her that she would see the woman who thought she would marry Kit.

“I just don’t want to insult anyone by going, I don’t want to appear to be smug for having married you…… But I don’t want youto go alone. I know you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me but I think I would go insane worrying and overthinking things the entire time you’re gone. And I don’t wish to give anyone any reason to doubt that this marriage will not work out.”

Ella would hate it if there would be rumours about their marriage being an unhappy one because he married someone like her instead of a princess. They were doing well, they were happy, they were very much in love…. She wanted people to see that this could work, that she was the good choice. But Chelina formed an obstacle for her as it caused several doubts to flood back and caused her to second guess herself.

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It had never crossed his mind that Princess Chelina would be attending the party, but he knew he was a fool to not have realized it sooner. Of course, she would be there - it was her younger sister’s celebration after all, and he knew it was an event the older princess would not miss. 

However, Princess Chelina had been excluded from his own concerns for a reason. She really wasn’t someone worthy of his concern in the first place. That led him to not even consider the possibility of the princess’ presence being an issue for Ella, but of course, his Queen was considering all the selfless reasons why it may be better for her not to attend. 

“Ella, no one will think you smug or be offended by your presence. And if they are, then that speaks of their own character instead of your own.”

He held back a laugh that almost fell from his lips due to Ella’s absurd accusation that anyone could think their marriage was experiencing any sort of trouble. 

“You do not have to worry about that,” he told her, bringing her hands up so he could press two quick kisses to her knuckles. “I love you,” he stated, knowing that no truer words were ever spoken. “Never have I thought of Princess Chelina as anything more than a friend. My father and the Duke were the ones who desired that I marry her, but I couldn’t even consider the idea knowing that you were somewhere out in the kingdom...unknowingly captivating my every thought.”

Now a laugh left him as he remembered the time between them. Where his men had traveled throughout the entire kingdom to find Ella, not resting until they found the girl who forgot her shoe. 

“No one would ever dare to think that any problems could occur between us. Believe me. Whether I’m showing you off at my side, or only sharing never ending praise if I go alone - they’ll all know that our marriage is made of only the purest and truest love. A love that Princess Chelina won’t be bitter about, but dream of someday experiencing for herself. If anything, she’ll thank you for giving her that opportunity... I mean, she could have been married to me, but instead you have to bear that burden.” He flashed her a smile, hoping his good fun would ease her worried mind.

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Imagine Person B getting jealous at a formal event as people try to flirt and talk with Person A, but nobody knows they’re together so there’s nothing B can do about it. B starts to get rude and snarky as it becomes increasingly hard to hide just how much this is bothering them.

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Watching his tears fall down his cheeks, she could do little to keep her own back. Her cheeks were lined with dampened paths as the tears fell. She didn’t wipe them away, instead using her thumbs to wipe Kit’s away. She knew what he’d meant the first time…but she didn’t wish to acknowledge it. Now it seemed she had no choice. She didn’t want to be without Kit either. The fact that they would soon be ripped away from each other made her feel so much more pain than her illness. 

❝Please don’t be sorry, my dearest love,❞ she whispered and slowly shook her head. ❝I…I don’t wish to be without you either.❞ A sharp breath was released from her chest and she took his hand in her own, trying to squeeze it gently. ❝I love you, so very much. And I always will. I’m sorry that I’m…I’m not strong enough to fight this any longer.❞

She wrinkled her eyebrows and looked away. She constantly blamed herself for her illness. She wished she wasn’t so very tired. Perhaps if she wasn’t tired, then she could fight it easier. But her fate was inevitable. No matter how hard she tried to fight, she would lose. 

She leaned forward and kissed his cheek before carefully wrapping her arms around him and holding him close. Her body ached, but she didn’t wish to let go of him, wanting nothing more than for him to be happy. 

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Kit thought it cruel that the universe would choose to take something so great from him so soon, and much too soon. No words or actions would prevent their inevitable fate of being separated into two different worlds - which was a reminder that he needed to acknowledge. He couldn’t offer her words of his sorrow and almost make it appear like her leaving him was somehow a fault of her own. What he needed most was to swallow his pain as best as he could and only express the joy that Ella brought into his life, and the memories of her that would continue to bring joy even though the ache of her absence would accompany it. 

“I love you,” he breathed, his voice breaking in a way that the words were nearly lost. As she turned away from him, he only wanted to reach out to her and place his hands on her cheeks in order to smooth her tears away - just as she had done for him. Only his act was prevented when Ella’s lips found his cheek and she was soon wrapping herself around him. 

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” he said through his tears. “You’re the strongest person I’ve ever known, and that will live on even when...” His last words were lost, but they still felt like a pin being pierced straight into his heart, He tried to ignore the sensation as he wrapped his own arms tightly around her. 

He would do anything to stay like this with her forever. To feel the warmth of her skin or the rise and fall of her breath for all of eternity - and maybe in a way he would. Not only would her strength live on, but every fiber of Ella’s being would live on in Kit’s memory. It would bring him joy and sorrow, but his love her would always remain the same. 

His body now began to shake as he could not contain the tears that continuously fell down his face. Swallowing his sobs, he took in a slow breath before tilting his head down and pressing a long kiss against the top of Ella’s head. He closed eyes tightly as he tried to add this memory to his heart with all the others.

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Ella rested her head against his chest and was grateful that he refrained from inquiring more about her nightmare, feeling so incredibly grateful that he just agreed to hold her for a while. It was what she needed most in this moment. She just needed him close.

She found it soothing when he stroked her hair, his words reminding her that it was indeed not real and that everything was okay. She had broken free from her abusive household, she had married Kit, she had a good and happy life: it had been just a dream. It would be alright, everything was going to be alright.

“I’m sorry I woke you, I didn’t mean to…” She whispered, still feeling horrible that she’d woken him up. He needed his sleep and she had interrupted it in the middle of the night with her crying because she couldn’t handle a nightmare. “We should go back to sleep, or you’ll be tired in the morning and there is so much to do…” Ella didn’t know whether she would be even able to go back to sleep after this, but she could pretend if it meant that he would go back to sleep.

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Continuing to hold Ella close, he made sure to keep his breathing easy as her head remained against his chest. If there was any way that he could be strong for the both of them then he would do it without a single moment of hesitation. He wanted to be this secure figure that she could lean on and take as much comfort as she needed before she was ready to let go once more.

But Ella always seemed the type to take a leap even before she was ready. Just as Kit could tell she was doing now as she insisted that they go back to sleep. If she thought he would be able to get even a wink of sleep then she was greatly mistaken, especially when he knew that she would likely to lay awake for the rest of the night. 

“Ella...” he breathed, his hand leaving her hair and now cupping the side of her face. He shifted his head backward as he tilted her own head upward, trying to make her look at him. “I wish you would stop apologizing.” He then leaned forward to press a soft kiss on her forehead before pulling back once more. “I don’t care how tired I am in the morning. All I care about is holding you just like this until you really prefer that I stop.”

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        it wasn’t some large demand, but retrieving such a important thing required them to be more inconspicuous, as well as incognito, if need be.  Jasmine awaited his response, and when he agreed, she could help but conceal the slight smirk. 

       “  You won’t even know the difference—-AND since you’re in such a good mood, I suppose this is a good time to tell you I’m coming with you. ”  she had said it so quickly, and in a nonchalant way, that she turned abruptly taking in the size and valor of the vessels.

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Being a king still learning his trade, Kit wasn’t opposed to taking any advice and suggestions that came his way. Especially when it came to a practiced, and seemingly confident, princess. 

“I’ll take you word for it,” he nodded, beginning to take a few steps towards the remaining ships. Only his movements were quickly paused as his furrowed brow was once again pointed in her direction. “What? You’re...coming with? Why would you be interested in a small expedition such as this?”

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@apprenticisms​  ❤ For a starter.

“It’s such a lovely day,” Ella sighed gazing out the window of Kit’s office while her young husband worked.

“Can’t you take a brake and go outside with me?”

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Ella’s words caused Kit’s gaze to lift from the papers laid out before him, now bringing him to notice Ella’s place just by the window. 

“A break?” he asked, lifting his pen as he leaned back. His eyes shifted back down, looking over the work that was nearly finished. However, it was the same work that he had been slaving over for the past two hours. 

“Yes, I suppose I could use a little break,” he finally stated, placing the pen down. He then stood from his seat, buttoning the front of his coat as a crooked smile formed on his lips. “Shall we?”

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She felt her cheeks turn crimson once again with his kind words. But, she couldn’t help the small voice in the back of her mind that sounded very much like her Stepmother’s. 

❝I will not have anyone associate my daughters with you. It would ruin their prospects to be seen arriving with a ragged servant girl. Because that is what you are. And that is what you will always be.❞

She quickly looked away from Kit should he see any trace of a frown or sadness within her eyes. No…he couldn’t know about who she was, not yet. As kind as he was to her…she couldn’t help but fear that if she told him that she was nothing more than a scullery maid, then he would never wish to see her again. 

❝I thank you, your highness. Your words are so very kind. I only wish the same happiness for you as well,❞ she said, glancing at him to give him another small smile. 

She was grateful for the sudden subject change. She wasted no time in picking up the front of her dress and following after him. Any thoughts or little voices in her head, reminding her of negative times, were shoved away. Her smile grew wide and her curiosity peaked as she followed him deeper within the gardens.

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"I’ve never shown this place to anyone,” Kit informed her, standing just in front of a wooden door. Vines and various flowers covered sections of the wood as well as the stone surrounding it, giving them a preview of what was just beyond the door. He flashed her one final smile, small crinkles appearing by his eyes as his mouth continued to pull upward. He then finally pushed the door open before leading them into the new section of the garden.

It was his own place. A secluded area where Kit had visited throughout his entire childhood and claimed as his own. He often went here when he needed to take a step away from whatever may be troubling him, or he even visited it when he was in the greatest of moods. He often shared his joy with the greenery around him as he sat on the swing, moving himself slightly back and forth with the toe of his shoe.

He had been honest when he told the girl he had never shown this secret place to anyone before. Not even his closest allies, or his father for that matter. However, the minute the idea to bring her here entered his mind, Kit knew that he needed to show her this place. Need. Not want. He needed to bring her here. It was almost like this was his chance to show her another part of himself. 

Now glancing at the woman from across the garden space, he knew that the beauty of the flowers and trees around them were nothing compared to her own image. They were merely the perfect scenery to give her the chance to shine twice as bright - if it was even possible for her to shine any brighter.

“Please,” he spoke, placing his hands on the ropes of the swing. “Have a seat.”

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“….Yes, it was a nightmare. A very horrible, realistic nightmare….” Her voice broke a little as she spoke, tears welling up in her eyes and she tried her hardest to not start crying again as her hands moved to grasp his tightly. She absolutely despised how awful she felt, how she just felt herself ready to break down completely becauseof the things in her nightmare.

“Can you please hold me? Please just hold me.” She begged, not wishing to talk about it, only wanting to be in his arms and to find comfort there, to feel safe once more. To calm down and be able to fall asleep again, to forget all that she had gone through before waking up. 

She would probably have to talk about it with him in the morning, she had never been this bad when having a mere nightmare and Kit was far from a fool. But it would be something for the morning, now all she desired was comfort and safety. 

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As much as he wanted to question her further, Kit finally decided she was too shaken to possibly talk right now. The last thing that he wanted to do was only make matters worse by pushing her to talk to him. He would never forgive himself if he only drove her further inside herself and caused more tears to fall down her pale cheeks. 

Kit nodded at Ella’s wish, instantly moving closer to her as he gently shifted her into his lap. He hugged her close to his chest, his arms wrapping completely around her as he tried to ease her pain through the warmth of his own skin. 

He brought one of his hands up and began to stroke the back of her hair as his chin rested on the top of her head. “It’s alright,” he murmured. “I promise everything is okay...none of it is real. Not anymore.” Kit wasn’t sure if anything that he was saying actually related to her nightmare, but he wanted to offer her any sort of comfort that he possibly could. Seeing her so torn apart made him almost feel the same, only making him pull her closer. She had mentioned that the nightmare had been quite realistic, but what of it had been her reality? And was it still part of her reality?

And was he part of that nightmare?

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  Or   something   like   that .

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                  @apprenticisms  | continued 

       “ oh, not at all. I am just astounded by the fact that we need five ships to do so ??? ”  she pointed out, her arms crossing over herself as she looked the other square in the eyes.      “ It’s a priceless heirloom, Kit, it isn’t a war.  ”

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His eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze once again shifted from the woman and instead became fixed on the ships sitting at the dock. Perhaps he was over doing it, but retrieving the heirloom was one of his first acts as King. He wanted to make sure he was taking the correct amount of precautions before setting sail.

“Maybe we could...lose a few,” Kit reasoned with a shrug. His eyes then snuck a glance at her from the corner of his eye before looking back to the three boats at the end that were rightfully useless for the trip. “Right...Men, forget the three. We’ll just take the first two!”