#prince lancer

They had left some moss and vines and old fashioned stuff that looked liked it would be something they recognized, but it was very faint, and too fuzzy to remember. 

Most people had forgotten about this small village at this point, it had overgrown vines, and more greenery.

Some buildings were higher than others. 

It felt... peaceful oddly enough even after everything.

They could make out running water from a stream flowing nearby, many animals seemed to make themselves feel more at home. 

They stayed there for as long as they needed, adoring the quiet - not thinking about everything too much; but there was one person missing.

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Paper to paper, stacked with bills and taxes and edicts. The king slammed his forehead on his desk with an agonizing groan; lifting his head to see if the prince had any luck. “I’m bored.” He announced, earning a stern glare despite not having any eyes to begin with.

“It’s only been two hours, you’ve only done twenty-five. You need to do your responsibilities everyday, with a school schedule or not.” Said Lancer candidly. “Do you KNOW how many failures Rouxls went through just to become our steward instead of a puzzle master?!” He added abrasively.

Ralsie scowled, baring all of his sharp knive-like teeth. “OF COURSE I DO! No need to get all prissy about it.”

“I just…. everything- it’s getting harder and harder to keep up, especially with….”

Lancers expression softens, sighing heavily as he thought about the light world and Darkeners having a rocky relationship with eachother. “Since the incident, yeah…” He finally admitted, massaging his temples. “I wonder how Susie and Kris are doing? Probably having a better time getting the sun’s warmth while all we have is just complete darkness now.”

As if on cue, a heavy knocking sounded behind the Kings office. “Come in,” He said wryly, double doors gave way as the keys clicked with a groan upon slowly opening. And before they knew it - Lancer was instantly overwhelmed by a familiar girls tight embrace, Ralsie being knocked slammed onto the floor followed with a greeting nuzzle.

The king was absolutely baffled by this gesture, but giggling all the same. “Kr-Kris!? How did you get here!?” He asked as he got up effortlessly, carrying his friend in a bridal style.

Their cheeks pinked, forgetting for a moment why they were here. “I wanted to go out with you, but when we arrived here you were nowhere to be found,” They explained, both of them glancing at the sticky situation the spade was in. “SUSIE!! TOO MUCH!” He strained to tell her. The human released her friend from the bear hug, allowing the prince to catch his breath.

“I know it’s only been a day in our timeline, but could you please tone it down next time? I’m trying to focus here.” The prince asked politely, earning an affirmative nod from the girl. “Say, what are you two doing now?” Susie queried intriguingly with a light tilt of her head - trying to decipher the words written on the papers.

Ralsie answered instead, bringing the forms into a stacked pile with just one finger - making it bigger for everyone to see. “These are mostly things related to magical sustenance, and the funding of education systems.” He explained, using pop-up charts. “According to statistics we need approximately fifty-four percent-”

Kris moaned agonizingly, putting their arms around the Kings neck. “Lemme guess, no more boring stuff?” The goat asked them, the cyan goat nodded. “Well, looks like it’s time to take a breather.” Announces the noble as he exited the his office, “You too Lancer, Kris's wants to do something real quick.”

“Ralsie!” The spade called out from afar. “You can’t just abandon your duty like that! It’s informal!”

“Pish posh, I’ll come back later.” The king insisted. ⭐️

The two sat besides their tree, glowing a reddish green light - lanterns emitting a warm glow from above them.

“Your hair and fur are surprisingly softer than mine, haha!” The king commented as he caressed his friends blue strands, petting their ears in a gentle but firm way that made the lighteners heart race.

“Thank you…. you look mighty beautiful as well, that long luxurious fur so silky and smooth. I like it,” Kris replied, putting a chin on their friend shoulder. A mischievous smile played onto their lips as they thought of something funny to prank Noelle with. Beginning to rummage through their pocket for an object of some sort.

“I remember what you said back when we discussed the upcoming festival together,”

They hauled out a flower crown weaved with moss, twigs, and sunflowers and tulips - placing it on his head noting his faint reddish color appear on his face. “I could never find the words to describe how devastated I felt at that time - telling me that it’s impossible since that very day.”

“So…” Kris stood up, offering a paw which the king reluctantly took; allowing himself to be lead over to a place behind the castle he’d never sought before.

An unfamiliar vicinity yet it was one so filled with hues of purples and blues - greeting the two as they passed through them. Until finally, they stopped the Dark King watched in awe at the twinkling lights. “I thought that maybe this might help, to distress from after a long hard day or when you feel depressed - I mean that’s what I always do.”

Ralsie mouth fell agape, taking his glove off to feel the soft grassy texture - his gaze went to the tiny buds of sprouting flowers. Hearing the winds musical notes play alongside the falling leaves. “I love it here, thank you.” Said the goat as he took in his surroundings accordingly.

“What can I say, except… you’re welcome!” The cyan knight sang, relishing in their friends bothered expression - knowing full well he dose not understand pop culture trends and jokes.

“You are SO lucky I didn’t kill you.” The King remarked at once, laying down on his back and gazed into the endless stream of tree branches. The corners of Kris’s lips tilted upwards slyly.

“And refrain from ever seeing my face and ruby eyes? Please, I’ve seen the way you look at me.”

“Gods you’re infuriating,” Countered the Dark King in a lighthearted manner.

The cyan goat blew raspberry. Being pulled by their sleeve with a yelp - armor tossed to one side with a thud; blood rushing to their face as soon as they realized what happened. “In guessing I’m a superhero now?” Kris kept note at how good at balancing their friend was with just holding onto their wrists while using hiss knees as a balance beam for their stomach to keep upright.

His excitement beaming in his eyes and widening toothy grin made the butterflies flutter in their stomach - they couldn’t help but laugh. “Yeah, well, it HAS always been a dream of mine to be one when I was younger. But I think this is better, just being here in the present moment… with you and everyone else.” The king admits as he finally set them down.

Kris took the opportunity to lay on their side facing the Dark King - taking every intricate detail of his pink diamond eyes and tall frame, wondering how good it would feel if Ralsie could just open up a little more and take them in for a ride of their life.

Asserting dominance while being ever so a good leader to his people.

Towering over them, pinning their arms on the bed kissing every inch of their skin heats until they yearned for the king to do many more loving things to their body until the couldn’t wa-

“Don’t look at me like that, whatever is happening in that brain of yours is NOT appropriate to do in a public setting.” Ralsie flicked his friends head to get their head checked into reality.

“Ow, you wound me my King.” Joked the cyan goat half-heartedly. Proceeding anyway to lay their head on Ralsies chest, intertwining fingers as they snuggled comfortably into eachother.

“Thank you for this Kris, I mean it.”

The cyan knight nodded affectionately, grinning toothily. “I’m glad to hear it!”