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NorwayxPrincess!Reader-Our Fairytale? Pt.2

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~~The Evening of the Ball~~

You stared out at the crowd of dancing masked men and women. Vivid colors ranging from red to blue to green and to gold swirled about the ballroom floor from the women's dresses.

You sighed deeply and pressed your back against the wall. It was starting to get late and you had still yet to see this king Matthias. How rude he was to keep you waiting like this.

You turned your head and glanced about the ballroom. Your eyes stopped when you spotted a violin case resting against the leg of a man in a Mar De Gra mask.

The vivid memory of Lukas came back to you quickly. He played the violin well and beautifully. You wondered if he was still alive and if he was, was he still playing the violin?

You suddenly felt a longing to hear the sound of the violin. Just once more, you haven't heard one since Lukas disappeared. You had missed it and before you knew it, you found yourself approaching the masked man, who currently had his back to you.

"Excuse me."you say, tapping his shoulder. The man turned to you, his blueish purple eyes widening at your figure.

"Oh. Princess _____."he says softly, bowing his head to you. "What can I do for you?" You glance down at the violin case and rest your back on the wall next to him.

"Nothing. I was just becoming bored of the  party and needed somebody to talk to. Um..do you play?"you ask, pointing to the violin case. The man nodded.

"I do."he replied.

"Ah..I used to know a boy that played the violin. My betrothed in fact. I used to love to hear him play."you tell the man. He tilted his head slightly, causing his blonde locks to sway.

"Oh? He was..the prince of Norway, am I correct?" you nod.

"Yep. I'm sure you heard when it was announced?"you half say, half ask. He nodded.

"Indeed I did..But um..the prince is still missing is he not?"the man asks. You nod.

"Yes. I miss him so. But you know, it's strange. You remind me an awful lot of him." The man jumped a bit.

"I-I do?? Flattered, I am princess ________."he says.

"______ is fine. No need to be formal. You look young. How old do thy be?"

"19. Just turned yesterday."he tells you. Your eyes widen.

"Really? Wow..Lukas would have been 19 yesterday too. Oh, how I miss him dearly." The man went quiet, still staring at you. Gazing as if he had known you and not seen you in a while.

You could also not shake the feeling that you knew this man. That blonde hair and those blueish purple eyes seemed too familiar. He had a cross pin in the left side of his hair to pull his bangs from his face, even though it was masked.

But you knew him. What were the odds of him having the same birthday as Lukas? Playing the violin like Lukas. The hair, the eyes, it all matched up. He had to be. He just had to be..

"Um..forgive me for being rude, but what be thy name?"you ask. The boy's eyes widen and he stares at you. He bites his lower lip.

"Uh..M-My name..My name is..Lu-"

"Everybody please turn your attention this way!!"Came a loud voice. You and the man both look up just as another man with spiky blonde hair and baby blue eyes that sparkled behind the gold Mar Di Gra mask he wore to hide his face.

He wore a burgundy colored dress shirt and a grey tie that was covered over by his long black coat. He wore midnight black gloves on each hand while he waved.

"Presenting the king Matthias!"

"Hello all my guests! Sorry to have kept you! I was just taking care of some business!"He calls through the crowd.

"So that's Matthias.."you mumble. The boy behind you that you had previously been speaking too, slowly backed away from your form and escaped through the crowd. You kept your eyes on Matthias who was glancing about.

"Now where's my Princess ________? Please step forward!"he says. Instantly, all eyes were on you and the crowd cleared a way from you to Matthias. Once his eyes landed on you, he smiled big. What a goof.. You thought. You didn't move an inch.

"There you are. Come here my darling. Into the arms of your new, soon-to-be- husband."he says, extending an arm out to you. You could tell he was trying is best to look-bashful. But was only succeeding in looking like a goofball.

Sighing quietly, you began to make your way over to the 'king'. You kept your eyes down from meeting his when your hands met.

From the crowd, there were small cheers yet also small whispers, which bugged you some. You always hated it when the people of the kingdom whispered about you. You felt Matthias's hand clasp yours firmly and pull you towards him. You kept your head down for as long as you could until Matthias's other hand lifted your chin and tilted your head upwards at him.

He smiled.

"Ah, such a beautiful face. Why do you wish to keep it hidden from me?"he asks. You stared up into the baby blue eyes of Matthias and blink twice.

"Sorry my king. It is just that I am very shy and was nervous about meeting you."you respond. Matthias chuckled and began to waltz slowly with you. At that moment, the music started up once more and the two of you were dancing in the center of the ballroom surrounded by other waltzing couples.

"There's no need to be shy or nervous around me.  We're gonna be married soon and I will be your king! And you will be my beautiful queen!"he exclaimed. "I'll give you anything and everything you want. Nothing is too good for my queen."

"I'm not one to ask for much.."you say.

"Don't be modest! You can have anything you wish. Is there something you would like now? You do seem to be a bit distracted by something." You shook your head.

"No. No.."

"Your mother told me how you fancy the violin. So I got you something."Matthias tells you.

"What is it?"you ask. Matthias beamed and stopped the dance. Everyone around stopped as well. He then turned you to face the stage of the ballroom where the man from earlier, the one with the violin that reminded you so much of Lukas, stood.

"A performance."Matthias whispered. Your eyes widen as the boy glanced about the ballroom then matched eyes with you. "He's the best violinist in the country."

The boy on the stage said nothing. He lifted his violin to his collarbone, resting his cheek upon it, and began to lightly strum the instrument. First slowly, then faster. Other instrumentalists began to play their instruments behind him.

The boy's eyes never looked away from yours and yours never looked away from his. The music he played was all too familiar to you. It was the same song that Lukas used to play for you when the two of you were younger. When the song was over, the boy bowed, and the crowd applauded. You clapped the loudest.

"I just knew you'd love it!"Matthias says. You nod.

"I did. Very much so."you tell him. Matthias smiled at you but then looked up as a tall blonde man with intense blue eyes walked over. He was slightly taller than Matthias, and masculine. He looked through his glasses with a cold glare as he approached. You felt slightly nervous in his presence.

"Excuse me."He says. His voice was low and thick with the accent of a Swede.

"What is it?"Matthias says quickly. The man glanced at you then leaned in to whisper something to Matthias. The king nodded and turned to you. He bowed slightly.

"My dear ______. I apologize for this but it appears I am needed elsewhere at the moment. Please excuse me."he says. You nod.

"It's fine." Matthias smiled and stood straightly. He then turned to the tall man behind him.

"Lets go."he says. The man nods and quickly, the two disappear through the crowd. Once he was gone, you spot the man from before. The violinist, standing near the wall across the ballroom. Quickly, you walk over to him.

"Hey!"You say, gaining his attention. The man turned to you, jumping at your presence and bowed his head.

"M-My princess. D-did you enjoy the performance?"he asked. You nodded.

"I did. Do you care to dance?"you ask. The man stared at you for some time before nodding himself. Slowly, he took your hand and the two of you waltz slowly onto the ballroom floor. He certainly was tall but shorter than Matthias. His blueish purple eyes never left your for a minute. You knew those eyes. It was him. It just had to be.

"You play the violin well. I really enjoyed that song."you say softly.

"I figured I should play something nice for my king and soon to be queen."The man replies. Your grip on his shoulder and hand tighten a bit as you look up at him intently.

"Please tell me. Answer me truthfully to. Are you...are you my Lukas?"you ask. You felt the boy cringe slightly and looked away from you. He said nothing. But he did stop dancing, take your hand firmly and lead you outside to the balcony of the manor.

It was quiet outside, yet slightly chilly. The night's air blew through your hair and lifted the ends of your dress slightly. The man walked over to the cement rail and rested his arms upon it. You followed and stood beside him.

"Please, tell me! Why do you hesitate to tell me your identity?"you ask.

"________...you've grown into a beautiful woman over these years."he says. Your eyes widen as he stands straight, and slowly removes his Mar Di Gra mask. You gasp. There before you, stood your childhood friend and once betrothed, Lukas.

"Lukas..y-you're alive! I knew it was you!"you cry. You went to hug him but Lukas stopped you.

"No! You mustn't hug me _____!"he says.

"But Lukas! I've missed you so much! Why havent you come back if you were still alive? Why did you leave? I-I thought you were dead. The whole world thinks you're dead."you sob, bringing your hands to cover your face. Quickly Lukas recovered his face with his mask and grabbed your hands.

"______, I can't come back. You mustn't tell anybody of my identity."he says softly.

"But why? Do you know what's happened since you've been gone? The kingdom of Norway..I-It's been completely conquered by Denmark. Your parents were assassinated.  Where have you been all this time?"you ask.

"Iceland."Lukas replies. "Apparently, I have a younger brother. My long lost brother who's now prince of Iceland. ______, I know what's happened and I can't go back to Norway. Not now. I'm wanted. The king, he's looking for me. He wants to have me killed because he doesn't want me to regain power."Lukas tells you. You look up at him with teary eyes.

"But Lukas..I-I'm betrothed to Matthias. Oh you must come forward! I can't marry him! I can't! I wont!"You say, crying and stomping your foot as you did. Lukas grabbed your arms tightly then cupped your cheeks with his hands, forcing you to look up at him.

"________, listen to me. I cannot stop you from marrying Matthias now. I'll be killed for sure if I stepped between. But..I can help stall the wedding until the Icelandic army makes it's move to invade Denmark. But we need the help of the Finnish first because Denmark is in an alliance currently with Sweden and that's a strong country. I need you to help me on this."he says. You look up at him, still crying and shake your head slowly.

"No..I.I can't Lukas. I can't. I can't marry Matthias. I do not love him. I love you."You confess. Lukas blushed slightly and glanced away from you. He sighed before looking back at you.

"I love you too ____."he said softly. But we can't be together. Not now. And you mustn't tell anybody. Okay? Promise me you won't and when the time is right, I'll take you away from here."he says.

"I promise Lukas but-"Lukas placed a finger on your lips and kissed it quickly.

"Don't speak anymore ______. Please. Just wait for me."

"Just wait.."
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UGGGH SO GOOOODD