Royal Suffering AU || thebreedinghouseboy
thebreedinghouseboy:
notadamnomega:
thebreedinghouseboy:
“They finally got annoyed by your nonchalant attitude.” He joked, but it was humorless. The piece she practiced was a depressing song.
Allison got the joke, but it lacked the humor it needed. She frowned a little, wondering what was up. She shook her head, moving her focus back to the song as she played. It gave her a sense of sadness, the music being played. “Where did they go?”
“Out of the country.” Once she finished the piece, he put up more sheet music, this time titled. “Lies and Deceit.”
“That’s specific…” She let off a sigh and looked at the newest song. Allison frowned before looking to her instructor. “Are you trying to tell me something..?”
ahead-of-the-pack:
My friends are fucking dicks.
„, do you have any alchol that tastes better then this?
That sucks. -He made a face- Man, whiskey is the best. Though I think my old man’s got wine in the cellar.
spqrmotherfuckers:
Taking a nap yesterday:
Expectation- 1 hour
Reality- 12 and a half motherfucking hours
Royal Suffering AU || thebreedinghouseboy
thebreedinghouseboy:
“They finally got annoyed by your nonchalant attitude.” He joked, but it was humorless. The piece she practiced was a depressing song.
Allison got the joke, but it lacked the humor it needed. She frowned a little, wondering what was up. She shook her head, moving her focus back to the song as she played. It gave her a sense of sadness, the music being played. “Where did they go?”
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Royal Suffering AU || thebreedinghouseboy
thebreedinghouseboy:
“They took a vacation together.” He muttered. “Sit down and start your lessons.” He put some sheet music on the stand, titled “Revolution.”
“That’s a bit odd…” Allison remained seated, and she got into position to start the song. Something felt odd about the title, but she didn’t mention it. A princess was supposed to be seen, not heard. Even if that made her blood boil.
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Royal Suffering AU || thebreedinghouseboy
thebreedinghouseboy:
“We’re going to visit your cousin. We have some plans to work out with him and his family.” Her mother answered her. She talked quietly with her father for a minute, then they departed to go to their duties. The Queen worked in the throne room, taking the people’s complaints. The King worked with the army and soldiers.
Allison blinked a few times. “Alright then.” She went on to spend the day floating between the training grounds, where she was not permitted to go, and the library. As a princess, she didn’t have very many duties. They were all handled mainly by her mother and father.
At the library, not all of her instructors and tutors were not there for her daily lessons as they normally were. Only her piano instructor was there. He was waiting for her at his usual spot.
She found it odd that many of her tutors were missing, and she approached her piano instructor while looking around. “Where is everyone?” She asked, sitting down on the bench.
Royal Suffering AU || thebreedinghouseboy
thebreedinghouseboy:
notadamnomega:
thebreedinghouseboy:
The note had a small poem on the back. He had written about her beauty and her wonderful personality. During the day, her parents were planning to go visit some family members in the next country.
She turned it over, smiling a little with a blush on her cheeks as she read the poem on the back. Finally, Allison got out of bed and dressed for the day, having a maid help with the corset. She went downstairs to see her parents doing their planning. “Good morning—Uh, what are you doing..?”
“We’re going to visit your cousin. We have some plans to work out with him and his family.” Her mother answered her. She talked quietly with her father for a minute, then they departed to go to their duties. The Queen worked in the throne room, taking the people’s complaints. The King worked with the army and soldiers.
Allison blinked a few times. “Alright then.” She went on to spend the day floating between the training grounds, where she was not permitted to go, and the library. As a princess, she didn’t have very many duties. They were all handled mainly by her mother and father.
Royal Suffering AU || thebreedinghouseboy
thebreedinghouseboy:
The note had a small poem on the back. He had written about her beauty and her wonderful personality. During the day, her parents were planning to go visit some family members in the next country.
She turned it over, smiling a little with a blush on her cheeks as she read the poem on the back. Finally, Allison got out of bed and dressed for the day, having a maid help with the corset. She went downstairs to see her parents doing their planning. “Good morning—Uh, what are you doing..?”
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Royal Suffering AU || thebreedinghouseboy
thebreedinghouseboy:
notadamnomega:
thebreedinghouseboy:
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Allison smiled up at him, letting off a slight chuckle. “Alright then.” She snuggled up against him, leaning up to kiss his lips lightly before getting comfortable again. “Goodnight, Arthur.” She closed her eyes, feeling safe and content.
Arthur kissed her forehead. “Goodnight.” He waited for her to fall asleep, before getting up and getting dressed. It wouldn’t be good if someone found them like this. He wrote her a note, explaining why he left, and placed it under her pillow. He left out the window, climbing down and leaving the castle.
She mumbled something as she fell asleep, sighing. When she awoke the next morning, there was an extreme lack of Arthur there. She frowned upon opening her eyes, and a maid stood in the doorway. “Your highness?” She asked, peeking in. Luckily Allison had a blanket on over her. She sat up and kept the blanket around her, dismissing the maid before picking up the note half-lodged under her pillow. She bit her lip, wishing things were different. It would look bad if they were found together…
Royal Suffering AU || thebreedinghouseboy
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Allison smiled up at him, letting off a slight chuckle. “Alright then.” She snuggled up against him, leaning up to kiss his lips lightly before getting comfortable again. “Goodnight, Arthur.” She closed her eyes, feeling safe and content.
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