"What did you do last night?" you flopped against your bed. "I went out." Ochaco gasped. "Princess Y/N! It's the day of the ball! Did you get enough sleep?" she fussed. "No."
"And what specifically did you do last night, Princess Y/N?" Kyoka queried, giving you a stare that was probably supposed to get you to talk. Unlucky for her, your lips were sealed. "My personal matters aren't your business."
Your head hurt, but it was bearable as you dressed for breakfast. You stumbled a little, but your handmaids were there to help you. They led you down to the breakfast table, even helping you into your seat.
"Are you okay?" you lazily turned your head to Fuyumi, who looked concerned. "I'm fine. Sorry, I suppose it's just nerves for the ball tonight. Forgive me, Enji."
The rest of the day passed until it was a few hours before the ball. "Princess, what's that in your flask?" the servant doing your hair asked. You chuckled, opening the bottle back up and taking a sip. Kyoka snatched it from your hands, taking a whiff of the drink.
"Beer. You were out drinking last night, weren't you." you took the bottle back, taking another gulp. "Princess Y/N!" Ochaco scolded. "You're not supposed to drink! Come, I'll ask Izuku to bring you some water."
She left the room, bringing back a kid with green hair and freckles, who was carrying a cup of water. "H-hello, Princess Y-Y/N! I'm I-Izuku, and I brought you water." you smiled at the shaking boy. "Thanks, but no thanks. I'm good with-"
In a sudden burst of confidence, Izuku grabbed the open flask from your hands, replacing it with the glass of water he brought. "Please don't make us bring Lady Azumi into this. She wouldn't be happy." he warned.
"Fine." you pouted. "I don't need alcohol to make me feel better, anyway. I'll just talk to other people."
The dress was choking you, and your hair was pinned too tight. Overall, you hated the outfit. But on the bright side, you looked amazing. You smiled at Enji, swallowing your pride. This ball determined everything. Your goal was no longer to get back home. It was to survive.
"Good evening." you adjusted in your seat. Enji's hand was sweaty in yours, and you were itching to get outside. "I am Lord Fumikage of the Takami Kingdom. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Princess Y/N and King Enji."
"I am Prince Tenya of the Iida Kingdom." That was the last of the introductions, but the prince stayed put. "Your highness," you didn't like where this was going. "would you allow me a dance with the princess?"
Enji grunted, and you damn near cried tears of joy. "I'll see you in a little bit, Enji." you kissed his cheek, going off to dance with Tenya.
He was stiff, but Tenya was clearly trained to dance. "Did you need to discuss something, Prince Tenya?" out of the corner of your eye, a girl around your age talked with one of Enji's sons. You were about to turn your head, but Tenya started to speak, grabbing your attention.
"No! I felt that you would like-" Izuku put his hand on Tenya's shoulder, and you froze. "Forgive me, Prince Tenya, but I believe King Enji requires the princess for a dance." you looked behind you, and lo and behold, there was Enji, towering over the two of you.
"Of course. Apologies, Prince Tenya."
You danced with your future husband, never letting the girl from earlier out of your sight. "What do you think we should name our first born?" this wasn't the king you had heard about. He was supposed to be a man of few words, a harsh king who always got what he wanted. He wasn't supposed to be a man who fantasized about your children.
"I like Aiya for a girl, and Akira for a boy." he hummed, and you spotted a table filled with drinks. "I'm going to go get a drink. Do you want one?" he grunted, and you managed to walk as fast as you could through the spinning couples to the drinks.
