Cedric x Reader x Greylock: The Beginning
(Started this a long time ago but never really took the time to finish it…Lol, Greylock is such a troll.)
King Magnus climbed up the wide stone steps that lead to Enchancia’s front doors. Greylock followed closely behind the king while two of Enchancia’s servants carried their luggage a little ways behind the two.
King Magnus had an official meeting with King Roland and Queen Miranda concerning trade between Enchancia and Rudistan, and was invited to stay a week at the castle by the royals themselves (though this part was out of sheer politeness, since King Roland personally disliked having Magnus over.) King Magnus had brought only Greylock since he seldom traveled without the entertainment of his Royal Sorcerer, also due to the fact that Slickwell was now gone and Magnus was in need of a travelling companion.
Baileywick was waiting attentively at the top step, his hands folded behind his back. He bowed low once King Magnus reached the top step. “King Magnus, Greylock the Grand,” Bailywick addressed, “It is an honor to have you back in Enchancia.” he said.
Magnus laughed, his stomach shaking as he did so. “It is an honor to be back Baileywick.”
Greylock smiled at Baileywick, offering his hand. “Good to see you again old chap!” he said brightly.
Baileywick smiled slightly and kept his hands behind his back. “Nice try Greylock, but I’m familiar with your tricks.”
Greylock looked at the hand he offered Baileywick, his palm zapper resting right in the middle of his mitt. Baileywick might have caught on and ruined Greylock’s gag, but Greylock smiled none the less. “Well played Baileywick, well played.”
“King Roland and Queen Miranda are in waiting in the parlor. If you’ll follow me please.” Baileywick stated politely as he held the door for the Magnus, Greylock, and the servants carrying the luggage.
As they were walking down the corridors King Magnus looked at Greylock. “This meeting may take a while Greylock, why don’t you go visit your old friend Cedric while I attend to this?” he asked jovially.
“Are you certain your Majesty? I don’t mind waiting.” Greylock asked, though he was hoping Magnus would decline.
“I insist! Go on and have fun, I’ll send for you when I need you.” Magnus said grandly.
Greylock bowed and smiled. “Thank you your majesty.”
Baileywick looked over his shoulder at Greylock. “Last I saw Cedric he was in his workshop. Would you like me to get an escort for you Greylock?” Baileywick asked.
“Oh that won’t be neccesary Baileywick, I’m certain I can find it on my own.” Greylock grinned.
Baileywick eyed him cautiously. “If you insist. Cedric’s tower is located in the west section of the castle, the hallway on your left, second door to your right, and just straight up the stairs.”
Greylock nodded and said a quick thank you before heading off to find the tower. Boy was Cedric in for a surprise!
“-so that’s when I told her ‘Purple? You asked for pink!’ But she kept on insisting she told me otherwise.” You sighed and sipped your tea. “Stay a sorcerer Cedric. It seems a lot easier than being a maid.” you said softly.
Cedric chuckled and poured more tea from the tea kettle floating in mid-air. “Rest assure you (y/n), being the Royal Sorcerer to three royally rambunctious children and their demanding parents is quite exhausting as well.” he said in an extremely flirtatious voice. Cedric had invited you for tea in his lair workshop, and he was doing his best to charm you as well as he could.
For a many months, Cedric had become very taken with you, and only now (with the help of Princess Sofia) had he found the courage to ask you to officially spend time with him. You visited him as often as you could but you had always showed up uninvited, though Cedric never seemed to mind. He planned to ask you to the ball that King Roland was throwing at the end of the week and there, after he completely won you over with his dancing skills, would he confess his love for you. It was perfect.
You smiled sweetly at Cedric, sending shivers down his spine and making his cheeks grow warm. “You make it look so easy though. I know if I was in your position, I’d turn the whole castle into jelly!” you giggled. You always had very wild imagination, but that was one of the things Cedric loved most about you.
Cedric smiled. “Oh my dear (y/n), I’m sure you’d make an excellent sorceress if you put your mind to it. You’re certainly clever enough.” he purred.
You blushed a deep shade of red, contrasting to your (s/c) face. “You’re too sweet Cedric.” you said.
“I’m glad you think so my pet, because I have a very important question to ask you.” Cedric said, scooting his chair closer and taking your hands in his own.
You blinked and your smile widened. “All right, ask away!” you said cheerfully.
Cedric opened his mouth, but at the corner of his eye he spotted the tea kettle rapidly spinning around the room and coming to a halt over your head. The sorcerer blinked and shook his head, looking back at you. “Would you do me the honor of acco-”
The tea kettle teasingly tipped its spout slightly over your head, only to tilt straight back up once you looked up.
You looked back at Cedric expectantly. “Do you the honor of-?”
Cedric glanced back at you, a nervous smile forming on his face. Why was the kettle doing that? He didn’t want to fix it and ruin the moment, but slowly he was growing afraid of hot tea spilling on you. His heart was beating fast, he was losing his confidence. But he had to ask you. “W-well I was wondering (y/n),” he started, “if you’d like to…”
The tea kettle did it again. It was tipping its spout over your head once again.
Cedric looked back at you. “I-if you’d like to-”
The kettle was about to pour on you, this time not stopping.
“No!” Cedric shouted as he tackled you to the ground, away from the deranged kettle.
Your eyes grew wide and you blushed heavily. “C-cedric, what are you-ack!” You and Cedric began to squirm and cough as the kettle (now above your heads) was not pouring hot tea, but some glittery type of powder.
The tea kettle disappeared in a poof as you and Cedric stood up, attempting you dust yourselves off. A fit of laughing was filling the room, but you had no idea who or where it was coming from. Cedric, however, knew exactly who did this. With gritted teeth, he stomped over to a red curtain and pulled it back to reveal Greylock, laughing loudly and holding his stomach.
“Ahahaha! Ohoho! That was perfect!” Greylock bellowed, wiping his monocle-free eye.
Cedric crossed his arms and glared at his fellow sorcerer. “Greylock. What in Merlin’s name are you doing here?!”
“What does it look like Cedric?” Greylock chuckled. “I just came to visit the greatest sorcerer in Enchancia of course! But since I’ve already arrived, I figured I’d come to see you!”
Cedric blushed but kept his icy glare while you let out a quiet giggle from behind. Greylock looked behind Cedric and his eyes widened at the sight of you. “And who is this fair beauty~?” Greylock asked, pushing past Cedric and walking up to you.
You smiled and curtsied. “(F/n) (l/n)” you said politely.
“Greylock the Grand!” Greylock announced as he bowed slightly, taking your hand and putting a small kiss on it.
Cedric’s glare increased tenfold as he watched Greylock conjure a rose and grandly present it to you.
“A lovely rose for an even lovelier lady~” Greylock purred. You gingerly took it and turned a slight pink as you held it to your nose to smell its sweet scent.
That was it. Within a flash Cedric was between the two of you. “Well Greylock, it’s been splendid seeing you and all but I’m sure you have more important things to do.” Cedric said with false politeness.
Greylock glanced around before shrugging with a hapless grin. “Not really. King Magnus is in a meeting, so my next few hours are free as a bird!”
You gasped suddenly and looked at the clock. “Oh my word I was supposed to feed the royal swans!” Taking the rose and your bag from the back of your chair, you quickly dashed to the door. “ThankyoufortheteaandrosesbutIhavetogogoodbye!” you said not looking back as the door slammed behind you.
Cedric gawked at the door in disappointment. He didn’t get to ask you to the ball…he had been preparing all day.
“Well! She was certainly a catch~!” Greylock smirked as he stood next to Cedric, also staring at the shut door.
Cedric turned around and pointed a finger at Greylock. “Don’t you even think about it! I saw her first, and she’ll be mine soon enough!” he growled.
“Well Cedric old pal, I have all week, so that may just change~” Greylock grinned mischievously.
“I’m warnin’ you now Greylock, you best back off before I..I…Oh! Well you get the picture!” Cedric said angrily, putting his hands on his hips.
Greylock simply hummed with that extremely smug look he often carried. He walked to the door and took a step through before looking over his shoulder at a very peeved Cedric.
“By the way Bread-stick, you have a little something on your robes~” he chuckled, gesturing to the glittery powder that still covered Cedric.
Cedric opened his mouth to say something, but before he could get a word out, Greylock shut the door behind him, leaving Cedric alone.
“Ohhhh…Merlins Mushrooms!”
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