#rosederereqs

ooooh this one is gonna be so fun LETS GOOOOOO!!!!

TW: None :)

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Riddle Rosehearts

-Riddle is in love with your daughter the minute she's born, especially when she has mostly your features and temperament.

-The surprise grows on him when she grows up with her two toned hued hair begins to turn more red as she gets older, though he can't stop admiring the same twinkle she has in her eyes like her mother.

-His heart swoons when she's a Honor student just like her father, tackling every task and piece of homework he sees with straight A's.

-Though besides her being a academic, Riddle loves that your daughter has your charm as he likes to call it, unlike Riddle she always is calm and demure, helpful to her classmates you both get praised by how she's a good kid through and through.

"Daddy-"

Riddle stiffens in his armchair study as he feels her slim pale arms wrap around his neck as she nuzzles her face against him.

"I'm going to be home late, I got to help tutor my friends before the big exam tomorrow" Her light melodic voice rings out in the dark room.

instantly Riddle is taken out of his sulking from his other sunshine her pressing a kiss on his cheek before she runs off with her quick footsteps leaving as she entered.

Riddle sighs, a smile only the walls of his tall library shelves can see.

"Don't be too late dear, your mother is making dinner tonight" He smiled.

"I wont- love you daddy" her voice distant, punctual as usual.

Riddle's eyes following to the desk where your family portrait was, You and him in the middle with his smiling daughter in the middle staring at the camera in a matching dress you had on in the photo.

Riddle loves his family, he may not be a hero by any means, though he was content being You and his daughters Hero.

Leona Kingscholar

-Leona and his BOYS, he gets annoyed they remind him of Chekka slightly, though only when your cubs get a bit older they look slightly more like him you assure him.

-However your boys dont have a bad bone in their body, Leona watching your small Twin Toddlers waiting to be able to scold him like he use to get as a little cub.

-Though its all for naught when he just spends the whole afternoon watching them play amongst themselves in the dirt outside the palace.

- You confront him about how mean of a father he's being to his own boys, Telling him they'll sense his resentment later as they both get older.

- Leona sighs once again dismissing you to your anger, though what you dont see as you huff away is the small smile that grows on his face.

"Oi- you two" he points his finger at them from his napping spot from under the tall trees of the palace.

With energy and excitement they both run to the lazy prince, the younger twin running with all his might as the older one is ahead.

With a slight roar they both jump their dad, nuzzling him despite the poker face Leona had.

With a watchful eye he makes sure you aren't anywhere to be seen before he leans in and plants a small kiss to his boys, a rare occasion but the warning from his princess was enough to make him listen to her worries.

"Love you Daddy" they both purred, Leona only smiled as he leaned back, bonding with the small little ones.

Afab reader disguising as male student, as she was forced by crowley to maintain the school reputations and also for her to blend in. She regularly take a potion created by crewel, that let her have body like male somewhat same as carter, reader also have long hair that become shorter to look more manly, also the potion change reader look, like long lashes, more prominent jaw, etc that is an attributes of a male, and due to taking the potion she can also avoid the sharp noses of the savanaclaw students from smelling her (no periodss yayyy!!(T▽T).)

So heres the scenario: yuu and reader is two different person.

Reader having is a charmful student even though he is a 'male' he charms people easily, especially the overblot boys,he is unlike the others, he understands them like more than they understand their own self. They began to fall for him as they spend more time with him, they are aware he is a boy, and due to this, they began to doubt their own sexuality. But they still love reader even though the world might not agree as they are influential students, and each of their family needed heirs. Until malleus overblotted, each one save eachother in their dreams right?, but the last student they try to save is reader. In the dream he looks so different... no rather, she looks different, they didn't expect a women could be so beautiful until they meet the stranger at that dream, (they didn't know its the reader) when they first saw her they instantly feel a connection, they thought it mjst be reader sister as their eyes, nair and personality look the same.

I let you finish it ( 〃▽〃) , please dont forget to add idia and malleus they are my fav. ( ≧∀≦)

Thank you very much

oooh this was a fun one to find and read in my inbox anon!!!

I hope you like it! esp the parts with Mal and Idia :))

New you (The Housewardens x AFAB Reader!)

TW: Forced Transformations, Questioning of Sexuality (for the boys), AFAB reader, Angst, Chapter 7 Spoilers ish

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The dream did not welcome anyone; the obsidian ink of thick void specifically, it dragged you in.

Cold stone bit into their backs as consciousness returned, one by one, beneath a ceiling of twisted glass and crawling shadows. The remnants of Malleus’s overblot still poisoned the air — grief, obsession, magic warped by love and despair.

You remembered saving each other with the help of the Prefect.

Memories of reaching through nightmares.

And now in the haze of a edge of a dream..

“There’s still someone missing,” The verso graceful Vil said, voice echoing unnaturally in the celebration turned disaster that was left in the wake of said calamity.

The hall responded with a low, aching hum.

At its center, a door appeared.

Black iron. Veined with thorns.

On it, etched in silver, was a single name.

(Name)

Leona’s breath hitched. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

The door opened on its own.

Inside was not fire.

Not chains.

But a secret moonlit garden.

illuminated inside was a ruined and overgrown with pale roses that bled silver sap all over the ground where the thorns and bushes of a biology no one had seen in Twisted Wonderland.

Only as everyone in the room looked closer there stood a stranger.

A lady no one had ever seen before.

Barefoot on marble, wrapped in a thin white dress that clung like mist, a wedding to no one but themselves. Their hair spilled freely down her back, untouched by magic from this world. Her lashes were like dolls lashes from what some people were murmuring amongst themselves, their eyes that haunted them instantly.

Eyes they surely should have known.

“Hey doesn't that kind of look like…” Kalim whispered.

“No,” Riddle said sharply, denial breaking through his quant tone. “That’s not—”

She turned to show the whole room who she was.

The same small, careful smile that had undone them all to the core of their existence.

It was (Name).

Without the lie, her true form.

No you're so good Anon! I feel like I've said it before but I LOVE SPICY Request, Non Yandere or Yandere it's so fun to write hehe! Everyone say thank you Ball sucking anon yayyyy!!

**NSFW Below the cut! Do not read if you do not want to read 18+ Content**

Oral fixations post mentioned (NSFW)!!!!!!

CW: NSFW, Gender neutral Reader, Ball Sucking, Facial, Blowjob.

yayayayayayayayay! My excuse to write about Yan! Silver :DDD thanks anon!!

Sweet dreams (yan! Silver Vanrouge x fem! Reader)

Tw: Spoilers for book 7, implied Non Con, Kidnapping, stalking, implied pregnancy.

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You thought the world had finally begun to settle down after everything that happened with Malleus. 

Especially since Silver did it all for you.

Thats what he told everyone however, you were flattered only  Silver had begin to  change in subtle ways you never expected.

Not loudly. Not violently. Or even like he let the fame of being the hero of sage’s island get into his head.

SIlver was changing with how he was approaching you in particular that was hard to justify each and every time.

Silver’s gentle and beautiful gaze lingered too long.

His warm and princely touches lasted a second more than they should when he would sit or stand by you.

His voice softened until it trembled whenever he said your name lingering on it with a strange tone.

One night it was too much, you hated to recall the circumstances however it was too shameful for people to know you and Silver had been intimate with each other.

For months, you avoided him—ducking between classes, taking alternate hallways, slipping out of rooms the moment he entered. You convinced yourself it was for you, for him, for everyone’s peace.

the hero will lose his interest in the prefect nobody.

But distance did not dull Silver’s desperation.

It sharpened it.

And you were about to learn just how sharp.

Vil and Rook the two secret freaks of Pomfiore? Being Requested???? YES ANON!!!!!

TW: Stalking, implied murder, Yandere content.

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Vil

He knows first before anyone. In the darkness of his bedroom gazing at the bright screen that is Mira.

Vil is greeted by your Magicam, instead of the selfies and sexy photos of yourself he sees every day even when you don't update in a while, his nightmare is realized, your holding hands with a gaudy diamond engagement ring on your finger showing that wretched oaf that proposed to you when you promised after you finished school you would marry Vil. Vil even denied so many roles in the prospect he would be spending a wedding and honeymoon with you.

That's why after spending days trying to figure out where your bridesmaids were going to practice, eventually paying one to just send him the place where your wedding takes place.

Crashing it in all red and black was his plan, everyone would look at him regardless, though he's shocked when he sees you unbothered by his attendance, not even paying attention despite half of the audience is focused on him.

Your making Vil angry, but you'll regret what you've done when he storms out of the venue phone in hand, typing to his many followers about you and your husband, surely everyone will be on his side and send you back to him after you quit playing hard to get.

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Rook

You haven't thought of Rook in years, hell, you might not even remember what he looks like if someone forced you to remember. You dismiss the many strange romantic and intimate poems left around your home signed by the stranger, choosing not to tell anyone especially because of your impending wedding.

Though as the date approaches and your paranoia is increasing you see the notes get more detailed.. even sounding like the person writing them was planning something horrible towards your soon to be husband, even writing about your wedding dress despite only trying it on by yourself was unnerving you.

The night before your wedding you know you were exhausted, saying goodnight to your husband to be only not to hear a single word in return, a crash and a loud noise outside your bedroom is heard as well, you wake up only to see your husband slipping back into bed.

You sigh, assuming there's nothing to worry about.

Only, little to your knowledge, the Hunter with his skill and charisma finally found you in the year long game you chose to play with him ever you left NRC, and now, as Rook slips in your husbands night clothes and gets into bed to be held by you, he smiles knowing his prize is given to him.

Here ya go! One tooth rotting fluffy request <3.

(No TWs! Only fluff :))) )

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Riddle Rosehearts

At first, Riddle doesn’t pay much attention to your height—rules are rules, no matter your size YOU ARE NOT EXEMPT FROM THE HEARTSLABYUL HOUSE WARDEN. As he spends more time with you though, he finds himself softening whenever you tilt your head up at him when you talk to him. It makes him feel oddly protective despite being normally the shortest around. Or like when you ask for a book high up, He’ll fuss to you:

“Honestly, you could have just called for me! What if you fell?” he'd bicker.

Riddle also secretly adores when you walk beside him following alongside the proud Queen, your shorter stride making him unconsciously slow down so you don’t have to rush. He’d never admit it aloud, but he likes the feeling of being someone you can lean on <3.

Leona Kingscholar

Leona smirks the first time he notices your height difference, leaning an elbow on your head just to annoy you.

“Tch, you’re barely taller than Cheka-I could pick you up with one arm.”

But the teasing hides how much he likes it and you. Something about your cute small frame against his tall, broad one makes his animalistic side come out. Leona pulls you close during naps, wrapping you up in his arms like you’re the perfect-sized pillow. When you pout at his jokes, he presses his forehead against yours and mutters, “Don’t worry, herbivore. I like you just the way you are.” <3

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul is gleeful when he notices you being extremely small and precious, a dainty little thing. Azul insecure about himself, so having someone smaller than him makes him puff up with pride in his eyes. He’ll open doors for you, pull out chairs, and insist on carrying your things like a good boyfriend should.

“A delicate pearl like you shouldn’t strain yourself,” he says with a pleased smile.

When you rest your head against his chest, his heart races. He feels like he’s finally found someone who fits perfectly in his arms. Azul may overthink things, but he genuinely wants to shield you from anything unpleasant. He secretly loves when you rely on him for help reaching high shelves in the Mostro Lounge especially when you dress in a skirt... 💕

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim is a little sunshine about it. He doesn’t see your size as a bad thing at all—he sees you as adorable.

“You’re so cute! I just wanna hug you forever!”

He gets overexcited and sometimes sweeps you off your feet without warning, twirling you around. He loves how easy it is to hold your hand or wrap you up in his arms. Kalim doesn’t tease or treat you like you’re fragile, he just showers you in affection. You can’t go a day without him calling you his “treasure.”

Jamil Viper

Jamil notices your petite figure with a quiet sigh—he knows everyone will notice it. He rolls his eyes when Kalim calls you cute, but deep down, he agrees. Jamil himself is more subtle, though.

“Here, stand on this. I’ll hold it steady,” he says, pushing a stool closer when you’re reaching for something high.

He pretends it’s troublesome, but in truth, he likes being the one you depend on. When you’re by his side, your presence feels light but grounding. Late at night, when you lean into him, he finds himself tightening his arm around you just to make sure you stay.

Vil Schoenheit

Vil raises a brow when he sees you standing beside him. At first, he critiques—“Posture, darling; Just because you’re petite doesn’t mean you should shrink further.” That’s his way of caring. He finds your height and small frame aesthetically pleasing in its own right.

He’ll tailor advice for your size, helping you find outfits that make you look elegant without overwhelming your frame. When he sees you trying hard despite being smaller than most students, he smiles softly.

“You shine brilliantly, no matter your stature. Don’t forget that.”

Idia Shroud

Idia short-circuits the moment he notices how small you are compared to him. His brain goes into overdrive.

“Y-you’re like… so small… l-like, pocket-sized! N-not that I’d actually put you in my pocket or anything! That’s creepy—oh man, I’m shutting up.”

He panics, but inside, he thinks you’re the cutest thing ever. Online, he gushes anonymously about having an S-tier “small gf.” When you cuddle up to him during gaming, he nearly drops his controller because your tiny frame against his side makes his heart explode.

Malleus Draconia

Malleus is enchanted by your size difference. He’s always been towering and intimidating, so when you stand beside him, gazing up with no fear, his heart softens.

“You are… so small, little one. And yet, you look at me without trembling. Fascinating.”

I haven't read the Manhwa BUT I SAW ONE PANEL AND SCREAMED!!! I might read it on my breaks because oh thats spicyyyyy. I have read the myth of Apollo and the nymph tho so I'll base it more off of that if that's okay anon! :)))

Sweet Nymph (The Seven Housewardens x Fem! Nymph reader)

Tw: mentions of non con, Imprisonment, Yandere content, forced marriage, Virginity loss.

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Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle never thought he would finally catch you.

Annoyed with how elusive you were despite him possessing the powers of Law and Rose's.

Immediately lying with you as to add to his conquest despite your protests and whines, eventually melting into pleasure and intimacy before long, letting you rest on his small thin frame.

Though... a problem of the past he muses as Riddle examines the small mark on your neck, finally sleeping after your big emotions he is elated he was able to mark you using ancient rules a slip of the tongue vows written into the mythical magic itself.

You are cherished like a porcelain relic.

When you rise you try to take yourself away, jumping into the mortal realm refusing his love.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you (Name)" He chuckles, with a snap of his fingers appeared the painful stinging of thorns.

Shock as you watched these red pin prick dots form on your flesh, The roses root into your skin painful as it forced you to the ground.

To escape the suffocating perfection of his love, you beg the Queen of Hearts’ magic to release you.

However he pauses and thinks of something, something dastardly, in his mind as he looks at your thorn bound body, a permanent tattoo of his presence.

"If you will forever be my lovely wedded wife of rose, maybe the thorns will be unable to cut your beautiful body any longer my love" he snickers as he watches the sparkle of hope fade from your hues.

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Leona Kingscholar

Leona marries you once you fall for his trap, disguising himself as a relative of yours worked too well, he had to remind himself to thank his faithful followers Ruggie when he remembered.

The other gods frown upon the beautiful god but he refuses to let anyone else have you, since love to him is ownership—

He calls you his queen, his oasis, his proof that something in his life chose him.

It hurts him inside that you only stare at him with disgust and rage at your forced hand in the marriage.

But his love is heavy. Overbearing. A sun that never sets.

When you finally decide to run, the desert answers before he can, using his powers of the savanna

Your body sinks into the ground like the earth swallowing itself, your wrist being bounded with rock and granite like handcuffs and a collar.

Chained to the savanna like he is.

Smiling as you only watch with more distain, your clothes trading for a glowing yellow cloth covering your chest and nether region, now similar to the god who only has a loin cloth over his chiseled form.

“You’re still mine,” he says, "even if you cry to the earth it will only release you to I"

Head held down low you dont argue back.

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Azul Ashengrotto

You tried to resist him, You would never sleep with a sleezy God such as him- your words specifically, stating you would never fall for the fair skinned god of contracts and ocean.

As much as he desired to remind you of this, your little whines and mewls were all you could do under the pleasure he was providing to you under the clamlike canopy of his domain.

Beautiful as you let yourself get deflowered by him.

Nesting closer to your neck he began to bite and suckle the sensitive flesh where your neck was.

Making a contract to trap you was what he did, he never had his doubts but you were such a cleaver Nymph he thought you wouldn't sign it.

But now, your signature was sitting ontop of the stone pedestal where his throne was.

A vow sealed by contracts layered so deeply even you don’t remember signing them all, especially the one about procuring children after you were to be wedded.

He loves you desperately—but only when he owns every part of you.

Marking you as his wife, letting his lips leave marks on you, your body submitting to him.

Azul just hopes you don't realize how submissive he is for you.

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Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim marries you in joy and celebration of you finally being captured by Jamil.

Everyone believes you are happy. Even you almost believe it.

His love is radiant, overwhelming, constant.

There is no space to breathe.

When you realize loving him means never being alone again—not even in your thoughts—you silently hope to yourself a secret way out.

Kalim gets wind of your silent wish.

Threatening to curse his beloved to become a spirit of wind and music, forever drifting through Scarabia’s halls in another realm.

At least thats what your told by your sunshine if you refuse him, Kalim doesn't want you to return back to your realm after all.

Why would he reject the one Nymph that makes him happy?

Wrapping his heavily marked arms around your own body he chuckles to himself, nuzzling your neck as you stay stiff in fear of the powerful god.

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Vil Schoenheit

Vil knew he had to have you the minute he laid eyes on you: Adorable, stylish, perfect.

Luring you to the garden of his eden as he pretended to be a wounded nymph of your own race, lifting his dark ebony hood to reveal his truly beautiful face to you, capturing you with steel chains.

Scared and confused in all the marble and apple trees you are led to a secluded area of the garden.

His touch beginning to imprint of you...

After a strange daze filling you did you find yourself in his own mirror realm, fountains around evergreen trees and a marble temple fitting for the beautiful young god.

Draped in soft and see through linen you let Vil take control, guiding his large hands over your smaller body, feeling him gently caressing and softly kissing you everywhere, submitting to your new husband was all you could do.

Hidden from mortals and other gods alike, you were bound by Vil when you felt him release his seed into you, the unmistakable feeling of your body beginning to prepare for life from the god of beauty.

His hand resting on your lower abdomen he couldn't help admire the beauty of you and your soon to be heavily pregnant form.

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Idia Shroud

Idia forces you into his marriage once you've been found, that is what other gods do when they have strong feelings right?

Idia is always trembling, convinced loving you will destroy you despite Ortho reminding him you couldnt be effected by his power of death.

But Idia knows better, his new goddess of death might flee before the ceremony even comes.

He keeps you hidden in his domain, safe and sheltered from anyone thinking to be a hero and save you.

You stay faithfully by his side, I mean that is all you can do anyways, the labyrinth of his design is complicated even the most seasoned gods would have to think hard about escaping the underworld.

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Malleus Draconia

The god of Dragons Malleus finally captured you, the elusive Nymph that he saw in a field where he was wandering by.

You didnt fight back, but you also werent fawning over the God like he thought you would.

He loves you with patience measured in centuries.

Malleus's desire for you is smoldering, everytime you wander into his side of his vast golden field in his dominion it's like he wont leave you alone.

Worrying about your health and if you've been eating enough.

His followers also there all the time watching you.

It's why when you thought you could escape it was all for naught- one foot on the edge to escape his world and you felt the sharp sting of thorns around your wrists.

"Im disappointed you wouldn't try to tell me you were unhappy" he sighed, pulling you by the thorny chain around your wrists he pulled you all the way back to the center of his domain.

"I never asked for this" you said, his hand pulling your chin towards him, his eyes reptile like in nature as he gazed into you.

With a huff and then a chuckle he leans close to your ear.

"You know (Name)" he breathed heavily, "we never did consumate our marriage yet"

He pulled at the strip of fabric holding your robes together watching your body unfold in front of him.

"I'd never" you breathed backing away as much as you could with the long chain on your wrists.

"It's a punishment now" he let out a deep chuckle eyeing your body like a delicious meal spread for him.

"However you will see it as a good thing" He said in his more excited tone.

It was then you realized the implication, you were the god dragons property, forever and ever even longer than your life span would allow.

"Now come here my beautiful Nymph" he opened his arms spreading them for you showing off how broad and chiseled he was.

"Let me show you my love"

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But, if you don't then maybe. Yandere Minajael with fem reader that come from a noble family too, like he meet her but she didn't feel interested in him not like the other girls he meet. Thats what make him feel drawn towards her.

After a few times he saw her or meet her, he immediately want her to be his, so he tell his parent that he want to be with the girl that he is interested in. When his parent know it, they immediately feel happy that he finally want to be married to someone, so they send letter to her estate and her parent agree to it. She just accept the fate bestowed upon her 😔 or just didn't care at all, as long it won't bother her study time.

When they both meet in his estate she just interested in his tiger and spend her time with it.

after a few years later she and him got married have their own family, A happy ending.

the same type of writing you use to your yandere minajael x reader (is it one-shot or scenario, its hard to see different between both of them)

no no no its good! I was just going to write a pt.2 to the other story but lowkey I also really liked what you added to it so I *squisssssh* them both together into this oneshot :DD

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The Ideal princess (Yan! Minajael Tealrajah x fem! Reader)

Tw: implied murder, Obsessive Minajael, mentions of childbearing, *Reader is called princess but lowkey no mention of gender*

Continuation of this story: Starry Night

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You were happy, at least you've been told that by your husband's new family, despite not being a part of any royalty they were enamored with your charm and beauty along with how gentle you were compared to the past princesses.

"You aren't struggling anymore why would you miss your home?"

It was one of the many things you've overheard when they've been discussing about you and your marriage to the Prince. Though you don't argue or defend yourself.

Minajael did treat you like a Princess despite the fallout with losing his other arranged bride.

The many kisses and intimate moments Minajael and you shared in your private chamber bedroom, treating you with something more than love together in your marriage bed, spending hours next to you snuggled up against your chest, warming himself with the warmth he swore he needed.

You think it maybe was because of what you knew about him, the dark secrets the prince held despite being charming and kind like his cousin Kalim.

Behind his cool demeanor he was a brutal prince, able to rid of any one without further consequence- Especially when it came to you.

You swore you didn't notice there were other men or servants that were interested into you, though your husband was smart and had eyes everywhere he insisted.

But it was just his way of expressing his affection to you though, that's what you'd say to yourself as you sat in the sun room with your Husband's trusted pet Tiger, guarding your feet as he usually would.

Today was about to be different though, You heard your Husbands footsteps growing near, your breath hitching silently in your throat.

Maybe he just wanted to call you back to his chambers or he just was wondering where you went instead of being near the palace room.

"My Princess, You seem comfortable here"

He sat at the edge of the ornate egg like pillow in front of you, your chest tightened slightly, Minajael never sat this close to you alone.

Something was wrong your heart told you.

Instead though you smiled a meek smile, your hand retreating from the soft mantle of your beloved tiger next to you like a guard pet.

"I just thought id enjoy the summer sun before we leave on that trip you promised to take me on" you sighed keeping your tight lipped smile upturned.

He smiled before keeping his legs underneath his body sitting in a pose reminescent to you as a snake. His gaze fell over your lips and then to your colored hues, the ones he'd loved so much you remember overhearing with a blush.

"(Name) you know we've been a married couple for some time now" His hand soon found them intertwined with yours weaving your individual rings and fingers.

"And theres certain duties as my Princess that you have to do now that youve been certain you want to be my wife" he said with a deep purr.

You were confused, though you had to admit your underlying fear was still there towards him in your opinion you felt like you were compliant, hell, even people talking about you were saying that was the one thing they loved about you being the new Princess.

"That is if you truly do love me" Minajael stated.

You felt your cheeks grow heavy, the full cotton feel that would arise to them. Though you were smart enough to know this was a bait to test you for whatever reason behind his true motive for this conversation.

"Minajael..." You blinked as you tilted your head, "do you feel im not fufilling my duty as your wife?" you asked.

He silently stared back to the sunny skies outside overlooking the vast kingdom below, his sly smile still on his shiny moisturized lips.

"I promise I love you dear," you leaned in closer to him, your face aiming to lay a kiss on his cheek.

His eye followed your movement as you placed the soft tender kiss on his soft cheek.

"I appreciate your token of affection"

"However, that's not entirely what I mean" He slightly chuckled before waving his hand away at you.

Sitting back in your seat you only curled more deeper into the plush woven material keeping you cool under its feel.

"I mean, I'd like you to show me the ultimate token of your love" He breathed a hefty breath out.

Slowly the realization was ebbing into your thoughts, The multiple children in the family...

The many siblings Kalim had....

You kept your gaze steady, but the implication made you uneasy.

"Is that why we are to go to the Sunset Savanna?" You murmured.

"Eh, that is because I want to take my Princess to see the world" He replied chipper than previously.

"Though I'd expect once we return to maybe focus on.."

His eyes fell back over your body, a lone hand beginning to find its way underneath your long layered dress where your thigh was.

"Our goal"

You felt a dusty blush grow on your face, you werent sure how to feel about his suggestion, though you knew what would happen if you wavered in your decsion.

"Of course Minajael-" You replied.

"Anything for my Prince"