promposal | friday night
tagging @queeniefabray
summary: rory’s little book he wrote for prom
warnings: lame and cheesy! tbh!
Once Upon A Time,
There was a prince. The prince lived in a beautiful castle, one that was so high up off the ground, it took nearly an hour to get from the bottom, to the very top. The King and the Queen stayed at the top of the castle, always overlooking the people that they ruled. They were loved by most, gifted glorious gifts by even the poorest of townsfolk, and the royal family had always promised payment in the protection of all, and the best of well-beings to each and every citizen, for as long as they shall live.
The tragedy came when an attack transpired upon the castle, the young prince clueless of what to do, and too late to save his mother and father from their tragic fate - pushed from their bedroom windows. The prince had barely made it out alive, but as a now orphan on the run, he could never return home to the dangers likely awaiting him. He was forced to flee and find home with commoners, his lovely home and everything he loved, suddenly ripped from his fingertips. He promised himself that one day he'd have it all back, no matter what it took.
The prince certainly did not like his new life. There were too many things wrong for it, in his opinion, and most days he would have much rather have disappeared into the woods than stayed with a family that forced him to be around other children. The other children were unfriendly, and not at all respectful. Though the prince no longer had his status, he certainly felt like he deserved more than what he was being given, by all. The one and only few times that the prince felt the truth of his worth was when a girl approached him on the day meant for celebrating love in all of it’s forms, offering half of her own sweets to him. And, in return, he gave her a rose, covered in foil and with a similar taste of saccharine underneath.
Then that was it. Their paths fell a distance away, and the prince focused on others, suitable matches for when he finally reclaimed the throne and took over as King of all.
The girl was still there. She was only a distance away, existing as the youngest of two, and underappreciated by all. Everyone wanted something from her, something that was not her. Something more when all she should have been asked was to give them herself, and that should have been more than enough. In the end, the girl was forced to change. She became something that everyone else would view as better, and in a sick twist of fate, that shot off the realization for all that she was a force to be reckoned with... but the problem was that she always had been.
Meanwhile, the prince was incredibly set on finding the love of his life. He thought he found it in a girl, with brown hair and a sharp tongue. She was everything he believed to want, from beauty to charm, but something never clicked. While the feelings felt true, there was no clear happily ever after in sight. They were forced to try again and again, but it was lacking. In something that the prince never could seem to figure out.
Happiness came and paths were finally connected again, sitting next to one another as they were forced to listen to the wise tales of an elder. She caught the prince's attention once more, the way her blonde locks fell across her cheek as she seemed to be off in another world, already toning out the older man for the sake of dreaming of being anywhere else, and the prince felt impulsed to say... something. Anything. He peered around the room, full of those like their age, and leaned over to her, speaking the first thing that came to mind:
"I didn't know that Lily was so fashion forward... I mean, I'm sure she'll have some issues getting people behind the hairstyles of a troll doll, but... you never know.”
There was a connection that brewed between the two after that moment. It was not the average fairy tale, meeting and falling in love to live happily ever after. There was a quiet sort of love that was built, a mutual appreciation for one another and their outlooks that brought them closer. It didn't take much time for the pair to realize that while they would judge anyone else, they would never judge one another.
"When's the wedding?" It was a question asked by many to the duo, as they grew older, but both deemed the concept ridiculous, in the most cliche manner of all. They demanded that their friendship was based off a platonic love, and that two people - even being the prettiest two in all the land - could go without dreaming of being one another's forever. They emphasized on this time and time again, and perhaps they were living in denial, or perhaps they were merely oblivious to the potential that their reign together could hold. A power nearly as grand as the prince's parents, to say the least.
There were obstacles to defeat, and an evil, ugly beast that befriended the girl, despite the prince's dislike and instinct to fight him to the death to defend her. The wonderful about this girl, however, was that she never needed defending. She held her own in every moment, even ones where anyone else in the world would have crumbled under impact. She turned the beast into a boy, though the prince was never too sure that the ugly was gone, she was capable of doing many things on her own, even if the prince had always been happy to offer his assistance when need be.
The moment came during an adventure in the woods, surrounded by nothing but the sound of trees in the cold, night air and their wavered breathing as they came together as one, in a mix of realization and overwhelming feelings that the two still could not quite comprehend. It was incredibly monumental to them... also very, very hot.
Still, that wasn't the moment that finally made them two halves of one another. That wasn't the moment that signified their happily ever after... because things were far more complicated than that. The beast turned... decent looking boy had already had a romantic rendezvous, one that had ended in the girl being with child, out of wedlock and still far too young. Her parents were disapproving, not understanding that when you love someone, you love them no matter what, no matter what obstacles might fall in the already planned path. Love isn't something that exists only for the ideal person you want to love. You never decide who you share your love with, but the only time that it is true, is when it is entirely unconditional.
And that was how the prince felt about the girl. He cared for her, unconditionally. He wanted to do anything and everything in his power to cheer her up and see her smile, and he couldn't help but feel that he was jumping out of a tall building of his own whenever he was around her. His stomach felt the fear, but there was an underlying feeling of freedom with her that he could never seem to feel with anyone else he spent his time around.
He merely didn't know what to do to show her his interests in her. Music? A grand admission of something in front of a large group of their peers? It all sounded overwhelming, if not embarrassing for a prince, and then, suddenly, it hit him: the ball. The ball was the perfect opportunity to express his interests in his happily ever after with her.
So, in the only way he could, he wrote his thoughts down and handed him to her to read, hoping that she got the idea and that he didn't have to spell things out for her... because that was a little much for him, and writing over saying his emotions had always been an easier pill to swallow for a prince who never learned how to face his demons. Only how to keep them at bay with a sharp, intimidating tongue.
And she said yes, because she kind of liked him, too, and also thought that the ball would be the most ideal way to start the beginning of their forever. Of course, as they grew older, the two rose to power and Rory - I mean, the prince, took back his rightful reign and his place as King, with his lovely and obvious Queen by his side.
But, for now.... prom is the focus, and hopefully this was cool enough to earn a yes to go with Prince Rory. What happens after... that'll be the sequel, coming out June 1st, 2019. We’re making as much $$ out of this as we can, duh.
