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Diaboli's Angelus

Chapter: 9

Length: 6.1k

Authors note: Heeey, it's me again! Diaboli's Angelus is back from the death, thanks to @sofiasber; thank you for that comment. It meant a lot as I realised that many aren't as interested in this story.❤️

Content warning: angst, a bit of manipulation, the reader being an overthinker (me coded)

Tag: @okaystopwhore

You rush out of Pieck's chamber, lifting your dress slightly, almost tripping. The castle froze at the sight of you. They could tell that this meant no good. Your vision was blurry, so what would typically stress you out was out of sight. Pieck, on the other hand, smirks as Historia rushes out of the chamber in an attempt to reason with you. Armin had just exited his office on his way to a financial meeting when he saw you running towards him. "Armin, where is the chamber where the ladies-in-waiting reside?!" You looked hysterical. Armin looked confused. Why on earth would the Queen seek the maiden courter. If you needed Mikasa, you could just let the ones around you call her. "Ehm, at the end of t-this floor, down the stairs…why?" He gulped. You didn't bother answering him as you paced your way to the chamber. Armin jumps in front of Historia as he knows she must know what's happening. "Armin, not now. I need to get to Her Majesty before…" She stops trying to move past Armin. "Historia, what is going on?" Historia's eyes widen in sadness. "Pieck told Her Majesty something, but I'm unsure if it's true…" Historia leans into Armin's ears, which causes him to drop his notes.

"It can't be true", you whisper to yourself repeatedly. Maybe if you manifest it, it might not be true. Maybe Pieck misunderstood the situation. "Your Majesty! Wait!" Historia shouts, catching up with you. "A Queen shouldn't be in these types of chambers. Let's go back to yours and think this through. Maybe it's all a lie for all we know." Historia says to convince you not to walk past that door. You adored Historia and know she always wants what's best for others. However, your rage and adrenaline got the best of you as you opened the door. You were met with the nervous eyes of the maids. "Y-you Majesty, you shouldn't be here." One stutter, looking down. You ignore the maid as you read the door names, trying to find her.

Historia knocks. "Mikasa, we are coming in!" The blonde shouts, opening the door. Mikasa quickly stands up when she sees you standing behind an anxious Historia. The raven-haired girl quickly curties, "Y-your Majesty…What brings you here?" She asks, knowing the answer. As you move closer to Mikasa, you gulp, and the knot in your stomach grows with each step you take. "Mikasa, whose child are you carrying?" You almost whispered, sniffing your nose. Tears glazed your eyes as you were trying to hold them in. Mikasa looked down in shame, trying to come up with whatever excuse she could. "Please, tell me the truth." You sobbed.

Tears stream down Mikasa's face as she mumbles. "W-what?" Historia answers for both of you. "I-It's Eren's child" she choaks out. "Huh?" You say in disbelief as your world and heart shatter to pieces. All you could do was sob. Was everything Eren fed you lies? Did he truly love you? Why did he marry you if he was with Mikasa…Were you just some tool for him to control Capri's resources? You exit your thought process as you hear the door opening. Pieck walks in, embracing you in a warm hug; you hold her as you uncontrollably sob into her arms. Historia gulps as this new friendship the two of you have established will threaten Eren's position as King.

Mikasa's eyes were filled with rage as she knew that both Pieck and Zeke had hands in this. However, she knew better than to start a fight with her right now, seeing how she was comforting you right now. "Your Majesty, do not let him win." She whispered into your ears. "I can't believe he would do this to me," you said through sobs. "How could he betray me like this?" Pieck looked at you with compassion in her eyes. "I know this is hard, Your Majesty," she said. "But you cannot let him disrespect you like this. You are the Queen, and you deserve better. You are the Queen, and he is your husband. He should have never disrespected you like this." You looked up at Lady Pieck with tear-filled eyes. "But what am I supposed to do? I can't just ignore this, can I?" 

"No, Your Majesty, you cannot. But you must stand your ground and not take any nonsense from him. You are the Queen and deserve to be treated with respect and dignity." Mikasa is standing there anxious; she never meant for this to happen. Through several warnings from Levi and Armin, she had always known that her relationship with Eren was risky and could lead to trouble, but she couldn't help her feelings for him. She was both happy and scared when she found out she was pregnant. She knew that the consequences of her actions could be severe, but she also hoped that the King would leave his wife for her. However, right now, with you finding out about their affair, she knew that her world was about to crumble. She felt guilty and ashamed for what she had done, but she also felt a deep love for the child growing inside her. Historia sits down as she knew she could do nothing to fix this. This is out of my control, she thought.

After a moment of silence, Lady Pieck stood up and offered her hand to you. "Come on, let's go confront him, Mikasa, you are coming with us," she said firmly. You nodded, feeling a sense of determination building up inside you. Mikasa, on the other hand, gulped and nodded slowly. The three of you walked side by side towards the King's chambers, your footsteps echoing through the halls.

As you reached the door, Pieck turned to you and touched your shoulder reassuringly. "Remember, you are the Queen, and he is your husband. You have every right to demand an explanation and demand respect." You took a deep breath and nodded, steeling yourself for what would come. "Thank you, Lady Pieck. You can leave now." You said, holding her hands. "What? Are you sure, Your Majesty? Won't you need any ehm…support for what's to come?" Pieck said, trying her best to convince you that you need her by your side. "I'm utterly grateful for your loyalty, but this is a battle I must face alone." You answered, casting a glare at Mikasa, who quickly looked down. 

You opened the King's chamber door, and the two of you walked in. Eren was taken aback by your sudden entrance; he stood up from this desk. His eyes widen as he sees a puffy-eyed Mikasa standing behind you. He squeezes the bridge of his nose as he realises that you found out. You looked beautiful as always, but your eyes were filled with rage that was screaming traitor to his soul. "You gave her a child…" is the only thing you manage to mutter out as you whip your tears. You sniff as you try to keep yourself from breaking entirely down. "Y/n I-" Eren stopped himself from saying anything that could damage your relationship even more. "You gave her a child while I stand in front of you with an empty womb! You know what a child, an heir, means for our countries! Yet you made your personal who…"

"Do not finish that word…Do not insult her." Eren says behind his teeth. "Insult her? Insult her?! The two of you insulted our marriage! Insulted Capri! My brother! Hell…even Eldia! You have also put the safety of the Kingdom at risk!" You grabbed the vase on the small table next to his bed. He bought the vase during your recent visit to Stochess. It was painted with Caprian embroidery, and Eren thought you would love it as your birthday was coming up. Right now, you ignorantly threw the vase at your husband, who dodged in order to end up as his beheaded pre-descendant Eren Kruger III. 

"Y/n, please calm down. Let me explain." Eren tried to reason with you, which was pointless as the rage that fueled you couldn't be tamed. "What is it to explain? Eren, nothing you say can fix this." You took a couple steps towards him, looking him in the eyes. His eyes were filled with sadness, disstress and regret. Eren could tell that you were exhausted from all the secrets, but this situation was the creme de la creme. "Eren, what is she to you? Why did you give me hope in this marriage if you love her?" You sobbed. Mikasa was holding her breath. It broke her heart that her and Eren's actions ended in this situation. All she wanted was to be close to him, nothing more. She never intended to hurt you nor put Eldia in jeopardy. "I love you, you know that, right? Mikasa and I are just friends." As much as you hated to admit it, you saw sincerity in his eyes. All you could do was lower your head in defeat and sob. 

Mikasa was far gone in her pregnancy, which means that he couldn't have been unfaithful, but you still couldn't help but feel betrayed by him. All Eren wanted was to embrace you. It killed him to see you like this. Knowing that he was the one causing you this heart arch. Mikasa was holding in her tears. A friend? Is that what she was to him. Only a friend? She gave him her entire youth just so he could in front of her, confessing his love to another woman and calling her just a friend. Mikasa knew better than to storm out or say anything that could anger you more. She held onto her dress and said a low mantra her mother taught her to contain her feelings. 

Feeling suffocated in the very chamber, he used to make love to both you and Mikasa. You storm out of the room as you couldn't stand being in the same room as them. Eren hits the table several times, causing Mikasa to jump. Eren quickly apologised, not wanting to cause her more stress. They hear a knock on the door; it's Armin, who seems out of breath. "My apologies. I came as soon as the meeting ended. I-" He stopped himself as he saw puffy-eyed Mikasa and a tense Eren. "I assume Her Majesty was already here," Armin muttered. 

"Mikasa, did you tell her?" Eren asks, turning his gaze to his ex-lover. "No, I promise I didn't. She ambushed me in my courter. I have no idea how she found out." She tried her best to plead with her King. Right now, she and their baby have the only sense of security in the palace. Without that, her life will be a living hell; as mother of King's bastards, she is expected to be shunned away. "I met upon Historia chasing Her Majesty, Eren." Eren's eyes widened as he rushed over to his advisor. "W-what did she tell you?" he desperately asked. "That it was Pieck who told her." Eren saw red; of course, his brother and his snake of a sister-in-law were behind this.

 Keeping Zeke away from you was easy, but keeping Pieck away is a whole other problem. Not having Pieck in your Court would lead to more tension between him and Zeke, his supporters. What he hoped for was that you might not grow close to her, as Mikasa was supposed to make sure you were not alone with her. Eren left the room without a word. Mikasa was about to charge after him, but Armin touched her shoulder. "Mikasa, it's been a long evening! You should rest, I'll support him." Mikasa nods, and the two of them split their ways. 

Armin knew Eren at the back of his hand and believed he had charged to confront Zeke. Unfortunately, he was right; he walked into Zeke's chamber, which was already open, with Eren holding Zeke's shirt. Pieck held Eren's arm, trying to pull him away from her husband. Armin rushes over to aid Pieck. "Eren, please, calm down." Reasoning with the King was a lost cause as he seemed deaf. Eren overpowered the two of them, showing them off his arm. "Zeke, you and that serpent of a wife need to stay the fuck away from my wife!" Eren almost shouted between his teeth. "We didn't do anything wrong. How long did you think you could hide the pregnancy from her? She would have eventually found out. As her family, we needed to let her know the schemes her husband was playing." Zeke smiled, knowing he got under his younger brother's skin. Eren lost it and punched Zeke several times in the face.

 Pieck started screaming, seeing how bloody her husband quickly got. "Stop, you might kill him!" She tried to plead, but nothing could stop the force, which was Eren Jeager. “Zeke, you are not having Eldia! You were never legitimate for the throne! You are too selfish to be King!" He shouted between the punches. Eren wasn't naive; he knew Zeke told you to use your newfound friendship with Pieck as a pawn in his plan. He knew that part of his future as King lies in your hands. Being married to you strengthens his position, which means if you choose to leave him, Zeke will be one step closer to the throne. The majority of the Court would abdicate him as they would view him as unfit as King by messing up their relationship with Capri and humiliating Eldia in front of the world by potentially having an illegitimate child up for the throne. One thing is to try to defame him, but to hurt and use you to obtain power is where he draws the line. Putting his only family member in the crossfire is unforgivable, and he wanted Zeke to feel as much or worse pain than what you felt.

 Luckily, Pieck's screams were heard by Levi and Connie, who were working. Levi is quick to pull Eren from blood-covered Zeke. "Oi, brat! Calm down. Whatever this monkey did, it's not worth killing him." Levi tries to reason with him as Connie pulls up an unconscious Zeke over his shoulder. "Connie, take him to the royal doctors." The grey-haired man nodded before leaving with Pieck on his tail. 

"Armin, give me an update." The blonde advisor explains everything, from your tea party with Pieck to Eren losing himself to his rage. As they are discussing, Eren studies his bloody knuckles. They stung a bit, as he probably has some small scars from punishing Zeke. Levi grabbed Eren's shoulder. "Listen, brat, I understand you wish to protect your family. However, don't forget that you are also the King," his knight said. Levi remembers taking care of Eren when he lost his parents, how torn he was and how loneliness filled his heart. Levi remembers being in that state himself, as he also lost his mother at a young age. He doesn't blame Eren for wanting to protect and shield you from any harm, as you must be his most beloved. "Eren, maybe you can clean yourself up and visit her chamber to talk things through?" Armin said in an attempt to lighten the mood. Eren, without saying a word, went to his chambers to clean. He could see the worried and scared eyes of the workers. On the floor, he could see tiny drops of Zeke's blood. They knew that the man walking past them was not their beloved King but rather the devil residing inside of him. 

Meanwhile, you had your head on Daisy's lap, doing your best to explain the situation. It wasn't easy, as you sobbed the majority of the time. Daisy, luckily, has known you for long enough to understand your crier language. "He made her pregnant, and she kept it from us? She danced around us with his child all along" Daisy felt her blood boil. She is the only one who knew how much you struggled to get pregnant, from the herbs and medicine to lying upside down after sex for thirty minutes. "I-I know. I don't know what to do; it seems like I can't get pregnant. My position will…"

"Your position will be fine. Eren will defend it. He said that he loved you, right? He won't let them discard you for Mikasa." You nodded, but you couldn't help but think about how this situation was a threat to your position in the Kingdom. What if Mikasa is carrying a boy? He could be illegitimate or not claim the throne. Destroying the security Capri worked hard to obtain with Eldia. Imagining Mikasa and Eren with their child as a happy family made you sick. You filled the room with your sobs, which were heard by Eren, who was standing on the other side of the chamber door. His heart shattered hearing your heavy sobs; it killed him to know that he was the cause of this. He decided to give you some space to cool down. Perhaps you'll reach out to talk tomorrow or the day after. 

"Your Majesty, where do you want me to put the flowers?" Sasha asked, looking for a space in the abundance of flowers in your chamber. It's been a month since you found out about Mikasa's pregnancy. She was currently on maternal leave. Seeing her growing stomach made you want to throw yourself out a bridge. It was too humiliating to walk around the palace after the scandal came out; the stares from the workers and the Nobles made you seek refuge in your chamber. You had most of your meals in your chamber to avoid everyone, especially your husband, who seems not capable of taking the hint. He has been bombarding you with different flowers from all over the world as a way to apologise and an attempt to start a conversation between you two. You weren't as lonely in your chamber; you have been courted by Annie and Ymir, who would come over for tea. Ymir would entertain you, as always, with stories from her travels. You really admired her for being able to live a life of her own, regardless of her social status. Annie would teach you some secret self-defence movements her father taught her. She is incredibly strong and would flip you on your back at times. However, it was the most fun you had in ages. Right now, Pieck is visiting you with her son Ksavier. She was seated at your table drinking tea while you were on the floor playing with Ksavier. He had brought his wooden toys as he promised that you would meet them. 

"Your Majesty, may I say you are incredible with kids. My son adores you." Pieck genuinely smiles. Ksavier on the other hand became red as a tomato, you can't help but to smile at him. He was a copy of her mother, but he had his father's blue eyes. "I don't know about that yet…You are lucky to have this little Jeager," you smiled sadly. "You never know. A child might come your way soon," Pieck said, trying to reassure you while hoping it never does. "Thank you for spending an awful lot of time with me. I imagine you being very busy." Whether you trusted Pieck or not, you were grateful that she kept you company for this long month. "Of course! Eren and Zeke have their issues, but we are practically sisters. You know you can trust me, right." She gave you the kindest smile. It was warm, similar to the ones Historia would give you. Your cheeks were on fire. You have never had a sister before. Well, you have your brother's wife, but she was too busy with duties that she barely had time to spend with you. Right now, you have another sister besides Dacy (whom you view as a sister) to spend time with. You woke up from your thoughts of the sound of Ksavier's tiny sneezes. "My apologies, your Majesty, my son is allergic to Camellias." Little Ksavier sniffed several times, it was adorable. You quickly grabbed the first white handkerchief you saw and gently placed it on his nose.

You saw the initial E.Jeager on the corner as he blew into the handkerchief. A stinging sensation hit your heart, and you wished it would go away. You would have cried a river if you could, but you are all dried up. Missing him was an understatement. You felt lost in the dark. However, the resentment and your pride dominated your yearning for him. You wanted to kiss, forgive, and show him how much you missed him. But you also wanted to rip his heart out and make him watch you eat it. "Sasha, could you and the others please return His Majesty his flowers. Seems like they are bothering my little guest here." You stroke Ksavier's cheek with your thumb. "Of course, Your Majesty", Sasha curtsied before she and the others emptied the room. Pieck tried her best to hide her amusement.

 Sasha lifts up the last camellia bouquet on her way to Eren's chamber. She is met by Historia's sad eyes. Historia has been the one most worried about you. Since the incident, you've become a shell of yourself. You haven't seen the outside in over a month. It was as if a solar eclipse had stolen your sunshine. Sasha continued her way to drop the bouquet in Eren's chamber. Historia turns to her lover. "Ymir, please, I beg you. Can you take the Queen out for a walk in the garden? She needs to get some fresh air away from that poisonous ivy."

Historia has never been the biggest fan of Pieck visiting your chamber almost daily. She tried her best to be around you as often as possible to ensure Pieck did not manipulate you. It has, however, been difficult as she has had her own duties to do. "She is the queen; if she wanted to, she would have gone out already." Ymir jumps at the sound of Sasha dropping a vase; they hear her apologising loudly from your chamber. They saw Pieck leaving your chamber with a crying Ksavier in her arms. Historia rolled her eyes at the sight of Pieck. "B-but I believe she is scared and very embarrassed. I can't imagine what she is going through. Everyone now knows about Mikasa and Eren's affair and the child that is on their way. Her position is a threat, and she might fear that the Council might get rid of her as she is still not with child." The blonde woman spots Mikasa from the window, sitting beside Eren. If Historia is correct, does it look like she is comforting him. Mikasa wrapped her arm around him and gently pushed his head on her shoulder. "She needs to get out of her chamber and get some fresh air. What if we kick everyone out of the garden and take her for a little stroll." Historia looked at her lover with big puppy eyes. How could Ymir say no? Historia's eyes were her weakness, and Historia slowly learned that over the years. "Fine, just ensure those two are out of her sight." They turned their gaze at Eren, feeling Mikasa's stomach. 

The two of them split up; Historia made her way to her colleges, letting them in on the plan. Sasha rushed to Connie to tell him to make the knights order everyone out of the garden. Connie approached Eren and Mikasa with cautiousness and kneeled for his King. "Your Majesty, the Queen will soon arrive for a small walk in the garden. We've been ordered to evacuate the area." Eren's eyes widen; you've been looking at yourself in your chamber. His only way of communicating with you has been through Historia. She regularly updates him on your well-being. She won't tell him any further details as her loyalty lies with you. He has constantly sent you flowers and apology letters but has had no luck getting any response. This might be a step closer to your reconciliation. Connie helped hold Mikasa's hand to help her up and escorted her out of your garden. Eren rushed up to his chamber as he remembered that his chamber had a fantastic view of the garden. It was his father's idea to have the garden right in front of his chamber so that he could keep an eye on his mother while she was enjoying it. He mentally thanked his father as it came in handy for him in this situation. 

As he opens his door, he is met the flowers he sent you. All of them, some were dying or already were dead, others were fresh as they can come. Eren felt disappointed, he rushes himself to the window waiting for your arrival. "I guess sending the flowers didn't work" Armin came to his best friend's side. Armin had to order all these flowers on Eren's behalf. He thought you would have loved them since he noticed how you adored the garden. Meanwhile, you were trying to reject Ymir's offer "Your Majesty, you've been looked in for a month...you look like a zombie." You gasped and turned to the mirror behind you. Ymir dragged your undereye down to emphasise her point. Your eyes have really darkened, and you've spent most of your nights crying yourself to sleep. A smile creeped out of you as the realisation hit you…you were pathetic for hiding and crying like this. Ymir has always spoken freely with you. She always made you aware of the lack of self-love you had for yourself. "Everyone is worried about you. You have disappeared for the surface of this earth. Your Majesty, you are the Queen of this land. All the people you are hiding from are your subjects. You rule them. Why hide from them?"

Ymir smirked as you walked over and grabbed your boots. "Daisy, please call Reiner for me." Your maid nodded and rushed in excitement to get your knight. When you finished tying your boots, Daisy was back with Reiner standing outside your chamber. Eren smiled when he saw you walk out in the garden. Your arms were linked with Ymir's as you were walking in the little labyrinth of flowers while Reiner was walking meters behind the two of you. You picked up a flower and placed it on Ymir's ears. Eren couldn't see Ymir's face, but he saw you throw your head back in laughter.

God, did he wish he was the one to hear your laughter. You linked arms with Ymir again and continued your stroll. "I'm glad Ymir is there to support her." Armin smiled, enjoying seeing you a bit happier.

 Eren was grateful for Ymir, but he couldn't help but feel jealousy brewing inside of him. He missed being around you deeply, and seeing Ymir there made him feel sick. He knew of her "special" friendship with Historia, but he couldn't help but wonder if your friendship might grow into something "special" as well. His thoughts were broken by Armin's cough, as he knew what Eren was thinking. "I'm happy too. Maybe I should go over it and try to talk to her." Eren's gaze was still fixed on you as the two of you sat on the edge of the fountain, dipping your toes in the water. Eren had already walked out, leaving Armin alone in the room. Knowing his King's stubbornness, Armin knew that talking to him wouldn't lead to anything. 

"Are you planning on taking Historia with you on your next trips? The woman needs a vacation and she runs around the palace all the time." Ymir takes a deep breath and looks down at her toes. "Many wouldn't approve of us being together in the open; people would become suspicious if I decided to travel with her." You hum for a moment, playing with your feet in the water. "What if the two of you were to go on a secret mission for your Queen. No one would suspect anything. You are one of my closest ladies, while Historia is my left-hand woman. I get give Historia a month off next month with full payment." Ymir blushed at the idea as it wasn't stupid. "T-thank you." She responded.

You closed your eyes and took in the fresh, crisp air and the sound of nothing but the fountain. You internally vowed to never take the peacefulness for granted again. "Ehm…Your Majesty…I believe it's best if I leave you alone for now." You whipped your head, facing her "W-why?" You weren't ready to lock yourself in quite yet. Ymir points at your husband, who is walking towards you. You mentally palmed your head on the concrete fountain. "I'll send down Historia in case of an emergency," Ymir whispers as she gets up, curtsied for your husband and leaves. Ymir did not need to talk to Historia as she and Armin were observing the situation from Eren's chamber. "Armin, forcing a conversation from her at this stage will lead to no good." The advisor could read the anxiety of her voice. "I know, but this might be a learning experience for him. You know he learns stuff the hard way." All she could do is nod and pray that the Gods help you solve this dispute. You climbed out of the fountain and quickly put your boots on. The anxiety crept up as you felt him standing right in front of you. 

"H-hi" was all you could say. "Hi, love" Eren muttered. He kneeled in front of you to tie the laces of your boots. The tension in the garden could be cut by a knife. What is it to talk about? Do you want to talk to him? Absolutely not, I'm not ready for this conversation yet, was all you could think. Yes, you spent a whole month thinking about the situation, but you didn't plan the conversation you soon had to have with him. You spent most of your time whining, crying and procrastinating. When he finished tying your laces, you muttered a thank you, picked up your dress, and slowly walked towards your chamber. Eren is frozen in shock. Did she just walk away? Your husband is a stubborn one, so he decided to chase you. As you walked past Armin and Historia, you felt your heart jump at the sight of your husband running after you. You could hear him shout your name across the hall. He caught up with you as you were about to enter your chamber.

 "Love, please…just hear me out" The desperation in his voice broke your heart; you knew that you couldn't stomach facing him. "Eren…I-" Hearing you calling, his voice felt made his heart jump with joy, but that joy turned into heartache in a split second. "I'm not ready to talk to you", you almost whispered. "Love… we've been apart for a whole month…how much more do you need." He was right, but you still needed more time to reflect. "I know…but I just need more time." That was not good enough for Eren; he had lost his family once and was alone for four years and by a miracle, the Gods provided him with a new family just for him to be alone again. The Gods must be playing some sick game. "I'm your husband. This is something we should be discussing together!" Eren was slowly losing his sanity.

 "But Eren, I just told you, I'm not ready!" Your patience slipped through your fingers. All you want to do is lock yourself in your chamber. "You have been in that stupid chamber for a whole month! I haven't been able to see my own wife!" Armin closed his eyes at the painful sound of his best friend. The hole the two of you are in is getting deeper. "Because I don't want to see you, Eren! What don't you understand!" It pained you that your marriage has turned into a war zone. You needed time to think as much as you wanted to solve this and get over it. Your heart was not ready for the confrontation yet. It was still too fragile. Eren had officially lost his sanity. The pressure was getting to him. The Council heard about the scandal. They fear that if he doesn't reconcile with you, you'll run off to Capri, which will damage any diplomatic ties they have built over the years.

"I am your King!" Was all he could shout. You whipped your head to face him. "You are my King, and what?! Are you going to order me to love you?! Is it sex you want?!" The audacity of this man, what does he take you for? A servant? A slave? "What I want is a fair chance to talk to my wife!" It was at this moment that Eren knew he had messed up. "You lost your wife the day she found out that you were having a family with another woman!" You sobbed before slamming the door. Armin and Historia came running as soon as they heard the door shut. Historia rushed to your chamber; as the door opened, they could hear your sniffing and heavy breathing. Armin placed his hand on Eren's shoulder in comfort. "I have really lost her huh," Eren whispered to his best friend. The blue-eyed man has never seen his King so…defeated. "Maybe if we give Her Majesty a bit more time…s-she might come around." Eren nods as Armin wraps his arm around his shoulder, escorting him from your chamber.

 "Historia, I know it happened before we got married…but I can't help but feel so…shit," you sobbed into the blonde woman's arms. "He is having a family with another woman while I'm…Gods," you sobbed. "Your Majesty, I know this isn't an ideal situation, and it has not been easy for either of you…What if you talk it out? The two of you might find a solution…you always do." It pained her to see you this low. You haven't been properly happy for a month. "I-I know, b-but I'm tired of the secrets Historia. Naively as it sounds when I first married him…I thought he was the prince from my mother's stories. Now I'm left so lost; there is too much at risk, so I'm stuck here." Historia held you even tighter. "Your Majesty, all I can advise you to do is to talk with him. It will be better for the two of you" You nod in defeat as you know that she is right. "Historia, tell him to visit me tomorrow afternoon." The lady-in-waiting jumps out of the bed and heads straight to your husband. 

Tomorrow couldn't come any faster; you were standing next to the table filled with delights from Capri. The black dress you wore hugged your curves perfectly and showed parts of your cleavage. Daisy and Historia sewed it; it was perfectly seductive but suitable for a queen. You straighten your back as you hear a knock on the door. The guard opened the door and gave you a nod as he let Eren in. Your husband was stunned. You looked beautiful. He would have thrown you onto the bed if this was under different circumstances. "Have a seat", you smiled, gesturing for him to sit on the chair opposite you. Eren sat down and moved the chair closer to the table. You slowly sat down, crossing your legs under the table. "So, we are having a tea party?" He asked, pouring some black tea on the two of you. Levi gifted The tea to you when you first moved into Eldia. "Yes… It's Sunday, after all," you smiled. Eren smiled back; it was the first Sunday he hadn't spent alone in a month.

"I like the flowers. What are they called?" Eren spots the black flowers in the middle of the table. "Thanks, they are called Black Dahlias…I thought they would be suitable for this occasion." You sipped your tea. "But let's cut the small talk and get right to business, shall we?" Your husband nodded in agreement. He had prepared everything we wanted to say with Armin, the apology and the ways he'd make it up to you. "You can go first", he said, wanting you to get everything you wanted out of your system. It would then be easier for you to listen to what he had to say. "I'll make it short. I will do my part by providing Eldia with an heir" Eren nodded in confusion. "However, don't expect any more love from me in this marriage." With those words, Eren could hear his heart shatter. 

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Hello love! I was wondering if you can write something with Sasuke and a reader his family doesn’t approve of (in like a universe they didnt die lol)? No pressure! Thank you and have a good one!!💘

Hiii!

Firstly, omds love??? I legit blushed while reading this.

Secondly, thank you for the request. I really enjoyed writing this one! This takes place in the alternative Naruto world in Tsunades dream. I ended up writing that his father disapproved of the reader instead. I feel like his mother and Itachi would be happy with whomever Sasuke is with as long as they make him happy.

Warning, this story contains a bit of racism (the reader is a Senju while Sasuke as you probably know is a Uchiha)

Word Count: 1.3k

After the Fourth Great Ninja War, the two of you started dating when he came back after leaving the village. You had been in love since you were kids, but you didn’t realise how much you loved each other until he left the village. It didn’t pass a day without the two of you thinking about each other. 

The two of you were rivals as your families pressured you to outdo each other. It was bound to happen with him being a Uchiha and you being a Senju. As you grew older and saw Naruto and Hinata getting married, you were ready to make your relationship known to the world. The two of you were eating at Ramen Ichiraku on a quick date before Sasuke went to work with the police force. “Sasuke, do you think it’s time for us to meet each other’s families?” Sasuke’s eyes widen, he always knew that this day would come. You were both of age, and your peers were planning their wedding. “You are right…but what about our situation? Senjus and Uchihas have been on each other’s throats since the village was built.” 

You were in your great aunt Tsunade’s office helping out with healing an injured ninja. When the two of you finished, and he woke up, his wife came running in, embracing her husband. It warmed your heart seeing the two of them in love, adoring each other. Tsunade coughs, “So, Y/n, you are of age soon. Why haven’t the Uchiha boy proposed to you yet?” You feel your cheek burn “H-how did you know?” You and Sasuke really tried your best to be as secretive as possible. “I saw the way he looked at you when you healed him. It’s the same eyes Dan used to give me…Well…You aren’t getting any younger, and I want great-great nieces and nephews.“Aren’t you past fifty and…” You felt your soul leave your body as she slammed her fist on your head. You wobbled, feeling dizzy from that slam but managed to mutter out, “It’s a bit difficult. I don’t think my parents will approve of him being a Uchiha.” Tsunade pressed the bridge of her nose between her fingers. “That stupid old rivalry. Come with me.” 

You follow her to your house, and she kicks your door open, finding your parents eating lunch. Your father gets off his seat to greet his aunt. Tsunade grabbed your father, lifting him by his shirt. “My beautiful grand niece wants to marry a Uchiha, any objections?” Your father shakes his head in fear “O-of course not, as long as you are happy, dear.” He stutters out while your mother nods in agreement. “See, that was easy. Now we have a wedding to plan,” Tsunade says, patting your father on his back and hitting the oxygen out of his body. 

Now you were seated with Sasuke discussing your next big step. Sasuke nods at you finishing the story. “Well, you should come over for dinner next week, Itachi will be home by then.” You eagerly nod, excited to meet his family. It went smoothly with yours. Hopefully, it will go even better with his family. His father is the head of the Uchiha clan he might be more level-headed and more logical than your parents. Sasuke, on the other hand, hides his nervousness. He really wants to introduce you to his family, but he really wants his father’s and brother’s approval. He knows his mother would love whoever makes him happy.

You were now standing outside their house, with a flower bouquet in your hands. Sasuke is the one greeting you at the door. “You look beautiful,” he said, gently putting his hand on top of your head. He held the door open for you, and you were greeted by his family, who were preparing the table for dinner. The first one to greet you was his mother. She embraced you in a warm hug, you felt a wave of relief wash over you. “I’m delighted to meet my son’s gorgeous girlfriend.” You felt your cheek burn “T-the pleasure is all mine. Thank you for having me.” You said, giving her the bouquet. “Thank you, dear.” She smiled, giving you another hug. You offered to help her prepare the table, which she kindly accepted. The two of you talked while preparing the table. Sasuke noticed that you become more and more comfortable around his mother. Seeing the two of you smile and laugh together warmed his heart. When the table was set, his mother called upon the other men in the house. 

The first to show up was the family’s patriarch. “Father, this is my girlfriend Y/n.” You dried your hands on the handkerchief and nervously shook the father’s hand. “A pleasure to meet you, Y/n.” He said with a firm voice. “N-no the pleasure is all mine.” You stuttered nervously, you have heard stories about Sasuke’s strict father. “Please, have a seat.” He said the four of you sat down at the table. “Sasuke, where is your brother?” 

“I’m here, father. Sorry that I’m late. The Anbu mission took longer than expected.” Itachi said, having a towel on his shoulder. You glare at how Sasuke’s eyes light up at the sight of his older brother. You knew, based on his obnoxious bragging as a kid, that he adored his big brother. “Itachi, this is my girlfriend Y/n.” He said proudly. If there is one person in his family that would accept you, it would be Itachi. You stand up and shake his hand.  Itachi couldn’t help but notice the Senju Clan embroidery on your dress. “Y/n, do you belong to the Senju clan?” He smiles. “O-oh, yes. Tobirama Senju was my paternal great-great-great grandfather.” You said. Itachi’s warm smile brought you hope, but that was quickly crushed as their father slammed the o-choko on the table. “I’m not having my youngest son marrying a Senju.” He said between his teeth. 

“The Senjus are solely responsible for why we, Uchihas, have been discriminated against since the village was founded.” He continued standing up from his pillow. “Father, she has nothing to do with it!” Sasuke said, accidentally triggering his Sharinga. Which his father responded with the same eyes. “I don’t want anything to do with the Senju clan, especially a brat who is a direct descendant of Tobirama.  If you know what’s best for you, leave this house immediately.” You wanted to earth to swallow you as tears were running down your face. You immediately left “Darling, wait”, his mother said as you rushed out of the house. Sasuke gets up to run after you “Sasuke, stop” he ordered. 

“You don’t have to like her, but you will respect her as she will be your daughter-in-law whether you approve of it or not.” He finishes running after you. His brother looks at their father with disapproved eyes. “Father, this could’ve been a great opportunity for the Uchihas to approve that we wish to integrate into Konoha. And who knows, she might infect Sasuke with the will of fire which might prevent him from running away again.”  Itachi shakes his head before excusing himself. He uses his Sharingan and spots you and Sasuke sitting on top of a bridge above a river. 

You leaned your head on Sasuke’s shoulder, while he rapped his arm around you. “Your father hates me, h-he didn’t even give me a chance to explain myself.” You mutter, still sniffing from your crying. “Forget about him. It’s only the two of us against the world, right? You nod, and he slides a silver ring on your finger. You lift your head off his shoulder “S-sasuke” you were shocked at his gesture. He still wants to marry you, even with his father’s disapproval. He turns, facing you “There is no one I can imagine standing by my side. You are the spring sun, in my cold winter days…I-I don’t think I can do this without you.” Sasuke is stunned as he sees tears streaming down your smiling face. You threw yourself over him, embracing him in a hug causing him to fall on his back. “You and me, right, Sasuke?” He responds by putting his index and middle finger on your forehead. 

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hi hi! i saw your post of requests for writing and i wanted to ask for a roronoa zoro one! something about him being acting like he doesn't have feelings for the reader but when a stranger flirts with reader, he gets super jealous and angry. then reader confronts him and he first acts like nothing happened but after a while he finalley confesses his true feelings? idk if it makes sense but anyway thank you!!

also hope you are doing well, have a nice day!! ^^

Hey friend!

I'm well thank you!

Also, thank you so much for the request! I tried my best to write it, but please give me feedback if I missed anything.

This is my first time writing Zoro, I tried my best to capture his character but he is not the romantic type haha.

Word count: 1.1k

After returning from Whole Cake Island after saving Sanji, you worked as a geisha woman in disguise with Robin in Wano. "I believe Zoro wishes to see you again," Robin said with a smile. You felt the skin on your cheek burn. "W-We have to focus on taking Kaido down…I—" you stopped yourself, knowing that arguing with someone as intellectual as Robin would be a waste of time. "I'll cover up for you, just go and greet him. Besides, he might have collected some valuable information on our customers."

"When you put it like that, I'll go." You say, sneaking out of the house. You feel your stomach growl and decide to take a quick trip to Sanji's new food stand. On your way, you freeze as you hear Zoro talking to Sanji. "Don't you want to see Y/n-swan? She looked gorgeous in her geisha outfit." Sanji drooled. Zoro turned around, blushing, feeling a bit embarrassed. Sanji noticed Zoro's blushing and asked him again if he didn't want to see you. Zoro hesitated for a moment before saying no. You overhear this conversation and feel your heart break into a million pieces. You had been so excited to see Zoro, but now it seemed he didn't want to see you.

Sanji looked at him with confusion. "Why not? I thought you liked her," he said. "I do like her, but I don't want to put her in danger," Zoro explained. "I'm not strong enough to protect her yet. I need to get stronger first." Sanji nodded, understanding Zoro's concerns. "I see what you mean," he said. "But you know, Y/n-Swan is a strong person, too. Maybe you could talk to her about it and see what she thinks." Zoro thought about it for a moment, but he wasn't sure if he was ready to talk to you about his feelings. He knew that you deserved someone strong by your side, but he didn't want to lead you on or hurt you in any way.

He knew that he had to become stronger so that he could protect you and be with you, as the crew had many enemies. He would train harder than ever to become the world's strongest swordsman. He knew it would be a long journey, but he was willing to do whatever it took. The scar on your leg from defending him against Mihawk after their first battle still haunts him.

You quietly walked away, tears streaming down your face. You had been so excited to see Zoro, but now it seemed he didn't want to see you. You didn't hear Zoro's confession to Sanji about his feelings for you, as you had already left.

After your Captain's victory over Kaido, Wano hosted a big banquet party to celebrate their new freedom. You sat next to Nami, confiding in her. Nami listened patiently, his eyes wide with empathy. "Don't worry, Y/n. That idiot loves you. He just doesn't know how to show it sometimes." You smile as you find comfort in Nami's words. You feel a tap on your shoulder and turn around to see Mr. Kuyama standing there. He was one of your clients during your undercover job as a geisha woman.

He looked at you with admiration and said, "Y/n-chan, you are the most beautiful geisha I have ever seen. I would be honoured if you would consider marrying me." You felt flattered but didn't know how to respond. Nami stared at you in disbelief; there was no way you were going to leave the crew for a marriage. However, if you marry him, you'll be the richest woman in Wano. Nami drooled over the thought of the money your kind heart would gift her. Before she could say anything, Zoro noticed the man's advances and felt a burning sensation in his chest. His grip tightened around his sake bottle as he struggled to contain his rage.He couldn't bear the thought of you being with anyone else but him. Feeling the tension, Luffy stretched his arm, dragged you to him, and stuffed your mount with meat, hoping to help Zoro by observing the situation from a distance. The Captain facepalm himself when he sees Zoro walking up to Kuyama, grabbing his shirt. "Hey, back off. She is not available for marriage." He said between his teeth. "M-My a-apologies Zoro-San", the poor man managed to stutter out before running away. You could swear that he wetted himself a bit.

Zoro turns around and sees your disapproved face, he could tell he messed up. He left in embarrassment, knowing that you'd confront him anytime soon. It'd be better for the two of you to talk in private. You left Luffy's side to follow Zoro, knowing he'd probably want to choose the meeting spot.

You spotted Zoro standing alone outside, staring at the stars. With hesitant yet determined footsteps, you approached him, letting out a heavy sigh. "Zoro," you started, gently yet firm. "Zoro, what happened earlier?"

He turned to face you, his expression guarded as he pretended not to know what you were talking about. "Nothing," he replied sharply, his tone short. Your frustration grew as he dodged her question. "Zoro, please," you urged, her voice tinged with urgency. "I saw how you reacted. Please tell me what's bothering you."

"I just couldn't bear to see you… with him," he mumbled. "Huh?" you said in confusion. "I just couldn't bear to see you with him, okay!" His honest admission softened your heart. You closed the distance between you and gently touched his arm, offering him silent comfort.

"I see, I didn't know as I thought you didn't want to see me." Zoro is now the confused one. "What are you talking about?"

"I overheard you talking to Sanji about not wanting to see me," you mutter, looking down. He gently lifts your chin to look you in the eyes. "It's not that I don't want to see you. Hell, I would rather spend time with you than training. I just wish I was strong enough to protect you. I don't want anyone else to take you away from me." You smiled, feeling a sense of ease by his confession. "You don't have to protect me, Zoro. Just love me."

With those words, Zoro pulled you into his arms and gently kissed you. The rest of the world melted away as you lost yourselves in the moment.

As you pulled away from each other, Zoro looked at you with a newfound sense of confidence. "I'll always protect you, Y/n. No matter what." Since that day, the two of you have been inseparable.

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Hey guys!

I lowkey wanna start writing something, but Im not sure as to what and x who.

Any wishes you have?🩶

[blaxcunicorn]

A Business Proposal

Hiii! I just drafted a random Eren smut as I found nothing to read. If you have any series you recommend, please let me know! (I prefer cannon shockingly haha) I hope you enjoy this one! Also, thank you for all the lovely messages you have left me. I know I'm not the most active user (I'm very shy, haha), but I really appreciate you guys for saying hi.

Content: fem!reader, NSFW warning, established relationship, forbidden love, pet names, lmk if I have missed anything

The masquerade ball was in full swing, with the soft glow of fairy lights casting a dreamy aura over the grand ballroom. You took a deep breath before entering the room to breathe out some of the stress. The ball is filled with the most influential people in New York, and you are right now representing your father and his business with your parents. You wore a wine-red dress hugging your curves and a v-neck teasing some of your full breasts. You see your parents talking with the Braus. Most likely, they are trying to seal a deal with the wealthy family. You walk over and peck your father on the cheek. “Here is my diamond,” he said proudly. The Braus welcome you with warm smiles while their son couldn't stop drooling. You looked too damn good in that dress. He gently raised your hand and kissed your palm “You look absolutely stunning tonight”, he said with a rasping voice. A burning sensation crept on your cheeks. “Thank you”, you respond calmly, trying not to reveal any form of nervousness. 

You are interrupted by a loud laughter coming from the other side of the room. Your mother rolled her eyes at the sight of the Jeager family standing there in all their glory. The laughter came from the family patriarch’s youngest son, Eren. It was like he wanted the room to know his presence. The family were mingling with the Arlet family. “That boy has no manner.” Your mother whispered to you. Your families are great rivals, and the tension increased even more when Grisha, with the help of Eren’s friendship with Armin, managed to hijack the deal your father was about to make with Armin’s grandfather. You turn your head to see Eren toasting a glass towards you. You rolled your eyes in annoyance, turning your focus back to Reiner, who hasn’t stopped admiring you. 

Your father recognised the potential for connection, "Why don't you two take a stroll outside? The night is beautiful, and it's an excellent opportunity to get to know each other better." He suggested. Reiner gladly agreed, and the two of you linked arms as he escorted you out. You could feel the burning sensation of two green eyes following you. The two of you found yourselves walking through the elegantly landscaped gardens surrounding the ballroom. The enchanting melodies from the ballroom faded into the background as you and Reiner found yourselves lost in conversation. Reiner, with a genuine curiosity shining in his eyes, took the opportunity to learn more about your adventures. "So…" he began, a warm smile gracing his features, "I've heard you've traveled a lot. Got a favorite spot that's close to your heart?" Your eyes lit up with excitement as you reminisced. "Oh, definitely Cuba! It's got this energy you can't find anywhere else, plus the people got the warmest souls you'll ever meet." Intrigued, Reiner leaned in, his heart beating faster as he admired the beauty that was you. "Tell me more," he encouraged. Your enthusiasm bubbled over as you described the streets of Havana, the lively music, and the genuine hospitality of the Cuban people. As you spoke, Reiner found himself captivated by your words and the radiant glow that poured out of you. The way your full lips curved into a smile and how the moonlight cast a soft glow on your highly melanated skin. "Hey, how about we keep this going? Would you be up for grabbing a bite or something?"

As the idea of a date with Reiner popped up, your mood took a dip. You felt a knot tighten in your stomach. Sure, you liked Reiner, he is a nice guy, but the idea of dating him stirred up conflicting emotions. You didn't want to disappoint your dad, who was trying to build bridges with the Braus family, but you weren't sure if going out with Reiner was the right move. Putting on a smile, you excused yourself, muttering something about needing a break.

Alone in the restroom, you leaned against the sink, trying to sort through your thoughts amidst the soft hum of the ballroom outside. You slide down against the wall and sit on the clean concrete floor. How am I  going to solve this problem? is all you can think. You turn your heard towards the door as your problem walked into the bathroom.

“Eren! Someone might walk in!” You whispered loud at your boyfriend. “Babe, relax I paid the security off to watch over the bathroom door. One one will enter.” He said reassuringly as he sat down opposite to you. “What is my beautiful girl, thinking about.” He said leaning his upper body towards you. You place your heel on his chest and push him back to his starting point. “How my boyfriend made a loud obnoxious laughter and gave me a toast. What if my parents saw that? They would have gotten suspicious!” You hissed the last part. “You look absolutely stunning tonight” He quickly responded mocking Reiner’s voice.

“What can I say? Being forced to watch my beautiful diamond getting drooled over by a mindless titan wasn’t the peak of my night. Besides after almost 6 years, your parents are still obvious to their precious daughter’s mischievous behavior.” You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling at his remarks. 

Eren grabs the ankle of the foot still pressed on his chest. He releases this chest and pulls you towards him, having your hips sandwiched between his legs. You can smell the crispy citrusy of the cologne you bought him for Valentine’s day. He kisses your forehead and you close your eyes taking him in. His hands slides slowly down from your knees to each side of your hips.  Knowing you boyfriend this was not an innocent act. Your eyes shoot open as your boyfriend slowly pulls your panties of you not breaking eye contact.

“Eren wait, someone might come in or hear us.” You say nervously lightly pushing his chest with both hands. Eren leaned into your right ear and whispered “Why should I wait? Mmmh...It's just you and me here... No need to be shy...” He grabbed your wrist and planted two kisses on your hand in an attempt to wipe away any sense of Reiner on it. He slides your red dress up to your hips, exposing your bare cunt. You can feel him circle your needy clit as he kisses you. The kiss turned sloppier as you invited his tongue to play, you suck his tongue as he pulled away. You moan as you can feel your orgasm build up. “Oh... Yes... Moan for me, sweetheart... You like it when I rub your clit don't you? Look at how much your hips are thrusting forward... Begging me to touch you more.” He chuckled, looking at one of New York’s most elegant women being a total mess because of him. He peppered kisses all over your shoulders and the exposed parts of your chest. You bite your underlip in a failed attempt to hold back your moan as you orgasm. “My sweet baby girl…” He whispered, giving you a gentle peck on the lips.

“Do you want me to put my fingers in?” You nod. Eren, over the years of your relationship has gotten to know your body and your needs to a point where he is almost in sync with your body. “Use your words, honey... I'm your servant tonight…” He said softly. “Yes”, you managed to blur out, feeling embarrassed. Your whole body was quivering as he slid two fingers in, pumping them in and out, increasing the speed for each pump. You felt so wet and slippery inside, Eren had to taste you after this. The second orgasm was slowly building up, and you rolled your head in pleasure. Eren took it as an invite and licked your neck, ending it with a kiss behind your ear. “Did you walk out with Reiner to make me jealous, hmmm?I bet he wanted to do this...But no... You belong to me...Just as much as I belong to you” he groaned. “No I-” You bit Eren’s shoulder to hide the screams as the orgasm washed over you.

You heavily pant to catch your breath, Eren on the other hand can’t wait to taste you. He kissed your knee then your inner thigh, you stopped him right before he went in for the kill. “Eren, please. I don’t think I can handle one more” you almost begged. “Shhhh... It's okay. Don’t worry…lemme take care of you,” He whispered, placing your hand on his bun and burying his face against your cunt. He licks over your clit before sucking it into his mouth. You clench your fist shut around his locks, which riles him up. You could hear him groan, and then, his mouth was all over your cunt, lapping up all your juices. His teeth grace your bundle of nerves, nipping gently but hard enough to make you cry out. He continued to lap your juices, feeling you drip down his chin. He pulled your leg over his shoulder and buried his tongue deep inside of you. You screamed in your free hand as your third orgasm took over, you squirted all over his mouth. “You taste delicious sweetheart…” He whispered, letting you taste yourself with a kiss. You felt your cheeks burn at the comment, “you look so adorable when you're flustered…” He chuckled.

You reached for his hard bul, but he gently grabbed your hand and kissed the lower side of your pinky finger.  “Don't worry about my pleasure sweetheart.I'm extremely happy right now...The way you look at me right now... It's all I need.”  That wasn’t enough for you, you also wanted him to feel good. “I want you to fuck me, Eren.” You whispered in his ear, sucking his earlob and making him groan. “You want me to fuck you now? You can barely stand up babe…”

You didn’t need to reply as he picked you up like the princess you are. When it comes to one thing in this relationship, is that Eren Jeager will give you what you want. He placed you on the counter next to sink and you spread your legs wide open for him. The strap on your left shoulder had slid down to your upper arm, your makeup was by God’s grace still intact and your eyes were drunk of the Greek god standing in front of you.

Eren wanted to die on the inside, you looked like a painting belonging to Sandro Botticelli. He kissed you gently and unbuckled his pants revealing himself. He placed his tip at your entrance rubbing against it before entering it slowly. “Ahhhhh....Your pussy is so tight... It's gripping me so hard.” He hissed trying to compose himself. You on the other hand grabbed his shoulder as you felt a familiar burning. “Are you ready?” He asked breathlessly. You nod and he thrusts inside with slowly, building up the pace. You crossed your legs behind his back, pulling him in as deep as possible.

“You're so god damn gorgeous...There's not...A single thing…I don't love about you.” He groaned between the trusts. A pang of guilt spreads around you; everything about the relationship was perfect, but the two of you have grown too old for fooling around behind your family's back. “Don’t say that” you said low. “Why? It's the truth,” he groaned. He grabbed your hips to chase down your orgasms. “Touch yourself” he demanded as he was close to cum. You did what you were told, and you bite his shoulder to muffle up your screaming. Eren’s strokes became slow and hard as you felt him fill you up.

He rested his forehead on yours to catch his breath. In that moment it was like time itself had stopped and the world had melted away.  At that moment, both of you felt whole as your two souls became one. “I'll... try harder for you...So... please don't leave me...I love you…” He kissed your forehead, before pulling up his pants leaving you alone in the toilet. A familiar buzz coming from your purse filled the silent room. You got up and with shaky legs grabbed your phone from the purse. Your eyes widened at the message. 

Eren:  Business proposal plan - Jaeger Co. x L/N Ltd Doc.

[blaxcunicorn]

Yeah sure we’ve all binged a long fic, but have you ever read a WIP and followed someone’s life?

Tidbits of information - (“I graduated today!”) - and small joys (“It’s my birthday!”) and you get to be there to say “This chapter made me cry, happy birthday, thank you for gifting us this”.

I remember reading this fic of someone at the end of high school, older than me then. They seemed infinitely wise, spoke of their future career and getting into the college they wanted. I remember them posting on days they felt like nothing could bring them down - and on days the whole world did and it’s the aftermath of a hospital visit. Cancer, I think it was, their father. I got to the end of the story, I know their father was fine, but also they got to finish their WIP. I graduated three years later than them, still dutifully wrote thank you notes in every comment. I wonder if they remember me, or just the collective of people reading the story as it updates.

Four years ago I was into my first year of university, my first year of figuring out being out in public spaces. I made excuses as to why my name didn’t match my paperwork and read a fic on the train, the same five chapters over and over again for the next years as I thought the story abandoned. It updated this week after such a long hiatus, I left another thank you comment.

There’s an author I love, they update their stories like a clockwork. When they don’t, I check their blog, just to see if their doing alright, not because I feel like they owe me, just to ensure whether I better get out my laptop to write that really detailed university level essay chapter analysis to get them smiling when their day sucked.

And then, once, when I was 17, I read a fic that hadn’t updated in over a decade. I wasn’t even in primary school when it started posting. On the last chapter, I left a comment that, in retrospect, was horribly rambly and most likely full of grammar mistakes. The author replied and though I couldn’t see their face, I thought of them crying. They were married now, had children, and hadn’t thought about this fic in years. They went through their files again, found another half written chapter and an outline. I got two new chapters to read that year.

And then, recently, someone told me they got back into writing original fiction because of my comments. I get to read nearly weekly chapters.

I love binge reading a finished fic, but nothing is ever going to top the feeling of anticipation of waiting for a chapter, the pure joy when someone tells you I was done with this, but you made me think of it again, so this is for you.

Anyway, I think we should romanticize reading WIPs more, growing up alongside the authors writing the stories we love.

[blaxcunicorn]

Once you start harassing people over their tastes in fiction, you've gone too far.

You should not be sending anon hate.

You should not be telling people to kill themselves.

You should not be contacting people's family members, job, or school.

You should not be sending people gore.

You should not be telling people that they deserve their trauma.

You should not be attacking people over liking something fictional. At that point, you're the problem. Not the person making things you don't like, YOU. Harassment is never acceptable.

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<3 Girl who’s horny 24/7 but only wants to have sex with fictional ppl <3

[blaxcunicorn]

Happy Wedding Night

Heeey! I just wrote something random as king Eren never leaves my mind! I hope you guys enjoy it, I might have gone a bit overboard with it but oh well haha. If you guys have any more suggestions on what I can write please let me know!

Content: fem!reader, NSFW warning, arrange marriage, enemies to lovers (kinda), brat taming, degrading, spanking, a bit of humiliation.

The flickering candlelight painted a warm glow across the opulent chamber as you nervously fidgeted with the lace of your white sleeping gown. Avery and Catherine, two of your most trusted maids, were freshening you up for the wedding night. "Darling, take a deep breath. You're a vision," Catherine said, trying to ease up the tension in the room. Avery, on the other hand, addressed the elephant in the room. “I can’t believe that we are giving away Marley’s only heir to an usurper.” She said behind her teeth. “I know it’s not ideal, but this marriage was his idea. He is the one in power, my father accepted it in order to keep us alive so that we don’t end up like the Reiss.” You whispered the last part as your eyes started to sting. 

Your now husband had couped Eldia and overthrown the Reiss family. Your families were great allies, and your father declared war on Eldia in order to restore the Reiss, but after two years of war, you had to surrender to the Eldians after the battle of Shiganshina. “I understand, but the fact that that usurper now rules Eldia and Marley makes my blood boil.” Catherine hushed her “He might show up any time soon. Please don’t give the devil any reason to behead us.” She whispered, packing her stuff to leave. She whispered a small good luck before exiting the room. You grabbed Avery’s hand as comfort as you knew that she was about to leave next. Avery brings a small dagger out of her pocket. “Use this if it becomes necessary.” She said before leaving. 

You hurried up to the bed and hid the dagger under the pillow as you heard steps getting louder outside the door. “Ugh, I hate weddings” your husband, said as he walked into your chamber. He went straight to the table and poured himself some wine. “Who would have thought that standing around in these uncomfortable clothes for six hours, would be disgusting for a groom.” You let out a small giggle as you never thought that the Eren Jeager would be complaining like a little boy. Eren raises his eyebrow while trying to hide his smile. “The look on Johan’s face as he offered me his sincere congratulations, that on the other hand was entertaining.” Your smile vanished the split second he mentioned your knight. “I mean, it's funny since I was the one taking his arm during the battle of Shiganshina.” Your heart dropped. “It doesn’t matter what we think. To you, we are just foreigners or, well, now, your subjects. I’m just one of your war trophies alongside Johan’s… arm.” You whispered the last part. “Wine? You haven’t had a sip all night.” He said, pouring you a glass while ignoring what you just said. 

He hands you the glass “Oh, by the way, princess, can you please hand me the dagger underneath your pillow.” You were stunned. How did he know? You slowly hand him the dagger. “What’s wrong, princess? Why are you giving your husband that look?” He said, almost taunting. “What look?” You asked nervously. “The look as I’m still your enemy, which I’m not becoming as I’m your husband now.” He said, dowing the wine. “Which is something I don’t understand. Why make yourself part of the peace bargain? Why marry into a defeated royal family?” You asked, sipping the wine. “You can’t be that out of touch with reality. In order to control Marley after the war, I need to unite the kingdoms. What’s a better way to unite two kingdoms than marriage?” He said, leaning on the counter.

 “Don’t look so sour. You are now king of both Eldia and Marley, and I…will forever be your queen. How pathetic is that? I was the heir to an entire kingdom and a war leader. That was my birthright. Now I’m reduced to an accessory of yours, oh, and your breeding cow too, let’s not forget about that. ” You said, rolling your eyes. “Is that so?” Eren smirked as he now stood next to the bed. “Drop the attitude right now, I’m the most powerful person in either kingdoms. I can make your life very difficult with every word of mine. I can take mistresses to our bed, I can start rumours, I can stir up revolts against Marley. I can potentially use suppers to sleep in your bed and mothering your children…That’s one option.” 

He grabbed your hand gently to help you out of the bed. You were now facing him, you felt so small compared to him. You can tell that he has been on the battlefield with his physique. He leaned in your ears and whispered, “Because I can also be your greatest ally, your most faithful partner, your protector, your confidant, your advocate, your right hand, I can kill for you, I can lie for you, I can go to war for you, I can give you children that are strong, kind and cleaver and love their mother more than life itself, together we can start a dynasty that can last a thousand years…All I ask in return is that you submit to me…love me…even if you have to fake it.” He cupped your cheeks and stared into your eyes. “I want to be the king, of this bedroom, of your body and of your mind. I don’t want to share my power with anyone else, am I understood? Your family are alive because I allowed it, so in return, I want to have you whenever I want and however I want. ” You nodded as you were too stunned to speak. “Out there, you’ll be my equal, but in here, you’ll be my whore, my concubine, my goddess. Whichever I feel like…So do we have an arrangement?” He asked, kissing your right hand.

 “Yes” you whispered, defeated, as he brought you in for a warm hug. “Now, let’s get you out of this dress.” He whispered, using the dagger to rip the back of the dress. You let out a tiny yelp as you felt the cold tip of the dagger run down softly on your back. The dress slid off easily, and you were now standing naked in front of your husband. “Oh, your subjects were right, you are beautiful,” he said, walking around you to observe your body. “Now come here, give me a kiss.” He said, making the notion with his index finger. As the obedient wife you were trying to be, you walked up and gave him a kiss. “Good girl, now get on your knees. Kneel princess, you are the only Marlian that hasn’t kneeled for me yet.” You sat down on your knees “Oh, so you can follow orders. Looking at you down there makes me hard. Now, take it out.” His comment made your cheeks burn in embarrassment. You have never in your life felt so humiliated…so small. 

He grabbed your cheeks between his hand “Don’t play innocent. What was your young knight’s name again…sir Johan?” Your eyes widen, how did he know about your affair with him? “That’s good. I expect you to suck your king’s cock better than some pretty knight. Oh, and also, I meant it when I said I want to be the king of your body and mind.” He said, groaning the last sentence. “Yes,” you said quietly as you unbuckled his pants. “That’s it, between those full lips.” He whispered as you took his veiny cock in your mouth. “Ah, what a good royal whore you are. Take it deeper.” He commanded while smirking. You bopped your head up and down, taking in as much of him as possible “Just like that…If I didn’t know better, I’d think you’re enjoying yourself.” He groaned, grabbing your hair and making you gag. “Just like that, I love seeing you gag like that.” He groaned. You were drooling as he was assaulting your throat. “Look at me with those pretty eyes.” He demanded. Your teary eyes met his “God, you look so beautiful. Just like that…This is where you belong. On your knees, taking my cock like the good whore you are.” He said, groaning and you started to rub your clit, and that didn’t go unnoticed by Eren. 

“Fuck, get on the bed now.” He demanded, pulling his cock out of your mouth. You hurried up to the bed on your hands and knees. “Oh, look at you. Is this how you want our first night to be? Me fucking you like a whore? I bet your knight wouldn’t dare to do something like that.” He smirked.  You arched your back, and Eren took the invitation. You hissed as he slowly entered you and yelped as he pounded aggressively into you. “Look at that little cunt, dripping on me. Fuck take it, princess.” He moaned. You were a moaning mess, he was fucking you dumb. Eren could feel you stretch around him, which riled him up. “Turn around, look at your husband.” He commanded, and you turned your head to face him. “To stunned to speak now, you probably needed someone to tame you like the bratty bitch you are.” He groaned, spanking your ass twice, making you scream. “Rub your clit, I want you to cum on your enemy’s cock, on your husband’s cock. So that you know that you belong to me.” You drew circles on your clit, Eren groaned as you clenched around his cock as you came. He flipped you on your back. He wanted you to kiss him, you could read it all over his face. You leaned over and kissed him carefully, he grabbed your throat and kissed you passionately using his tongue. “Remember this, you are mine. I’m your king. You want that, don’t you?” He whispered. You could only nod. “That’s right, my darling, I’ll fuck you again. This time I’ll breed you”, he said, hovering over you and sliding his cock inside of you. He lifts your legs and positions each of them around him. He pounds into you but is way more gentler than the first time. Eren could get used to this,  loved seeing your boobs bounce to the rhythm of him. He grabbed your throat again and kissed you, you moaned in his mouth as you could feel his cum filling you up. He rolled over, catching his breath. He turned to his sides and kissed your forehead “Happy wedding night, my queen.”

[blaxcunicorn]

Hey girlie! Thank you so much! I was so insecure about whether to post it or not since there aren’t that many muslim Eren posts. Since you liked it, I will deffo continue to make more of these! Again Thank you for reading my garbage😭🩵

Ramadan drabble

Length: 958 words

Content: fem!reader, fluff, kissing, arabic words/terms 

Authors note: Heeey, I decided to make a Ramadan drabble. Ramadan Mubarak to everyone that celebrates! 

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“Allahumma inni laka sumtu wa bika aamantu wa ´ala rizq-ika aftarthu” you both say before eating your dates. “Ugh, I´ve been craving this the whole day” Eren moans almost drooling over the food you had prepared for your husband and yourself. This was your first Ramadan together as a married couple, so you wanted Iftar to be something special and rememberable. You had cooked the Turkish delights Carla had taught you were his favorites. “I loved the food you prepared, love” He kisses your forehead. That brought you joy “Thank you” You smile playing with your cat. You were not that fond of it in the beginning, however, Eren managed to convince you to get one as it was Sunnah. After eating and talking about your day, Eren got up “Alhamdulillah, again thank you for everything you have done today Y/n” You feel your cheeks burn “Y-you welcome” It’s been ten months since your marriage, but that man still manages to get you blushing. 

He starts cleaning the table “No, it’s fine-“Eren grabs your hand gently, “You have been in the kitchen for the past hours preparing this Iftar, what I can least do is clean. I don´t want my princess to wear herself out. Give me 10 minutes, you can take wudu in the meantime.” He grabs the plates and walks to the sink; he looked handsome in the sheen green abaya you bought him during your honeymoon trip to Morocco. It enhances his olive skin and eyes, so you had to buy him it. You hug him from behind while he is doing the dishes, and he grabs some foam and places it on your nose. “Hey!” you giggle whipping the foam away “It was in self-defense, I got ambushed while doing my dishes” he grins. He is so handsome; you are lucky to have such a beautiful husband Allah blessed you with this one. “What are you thinking about?” he says squeezing your nose between his index and middle fingers. “You” you grin as it made him blush a bit. “Someone is feeling flirtatious this evening…haven´t you forgotten something though.” He kisses your forehead as you wrinkled it in confusion, your eyes widen as you remember that you forgot to take wudu. You run to the bathroom, leaving Eren laughing over the sink.

You set out both your prayer rugs and fix your hijab as you were waiting on him. He comes shortly after being freshly cleaned and he starts leading the Maghrib prayer. After praying you both sit down to watch 90-days Fiancé, which is one of your favorite things to do as a couple. However, it got magically disturbed by your heated makeout session. Eren puts you on your lap before lifting you and marching to the bedroom. After your session, the both of you cuddle in bed you sit up and he put his head on your lap. “You should pee and take Ghusul, the others texted me and they are coming over since I have eaten and am not hangry anymore according to Connie” You can´t help but laugh, when you were younger Eren used to throw tantrums at Jean during fasting which was explained by him being hangry but in reality did the two of them love to heat each other up. Eren flicks your forehead as a punishment for not defending his honor. 

You then walk to the bathroom to get cleaned while Eren is still napping in bed. “Wake up, I´m done. You should get cleaned up as well before they show up” you whisper softly while stroking his hair. “Can´t we just cancel on them” he groans, grabbing your waist with one arm to lay you down with him. He starts kissing your neck slowly “Eren, I´ve just taken Ghusul, hurry up and get cleaned” he pouts and walks towards the bathroom. In the meantime, you clean the living room to make it look more presentable for the others when they show up. You can hear that Eren is showering which brings you relief. Carla warned you before marrying her son that the guy can sometimes be stubborn and lazy. However, he straightens up immediately when it comes to you. 

The doorbell rang and you walk towards the door, you can hear the others talking among themselves. You open the door and are almost tackled by Sasha and Connie. “How are you doing Y/n? Gosh, you must be dying from not eating meat the whole day.” Sasha almost cried “But fear not, we brought you and Eren some meaty pizzas” You could swear that you saw drool coming from her mouth. “Oh, thank you but you shouldn’t have I could have prepared something for you guys.” Mikasa is the first to answer “You have been fasting the whole day and we didn´t want you to worry about cooking for us.” You smile and open the door wider to let them in. Connie, Sasha and Jean crash on the sofa, while Mikasa and Armin sit on the bean bags. “Do you want any drinks?” You ask “We brought soda and juice. Just sit down with us Y/n” Armin pats the other bean bag. You sit down next to the blonde “Oh Eren is-” You got interrupted by Connie “Assalamu alaikum Halali King” Eren came out of the bedroom with his abaya on and a towel on his shoulders. “At this point, you should just convert Connie” Eren grins “Sure, I mean four wives doesn´t sound bad…ouch!.” Sasha hit him on the back head “Four wives, you wouldn´t be able to commit to the five prayers, idiot.” Everyone in the room laughs, the night was perfect as the two of you were companied by your second family.

[blaxcunicorn]

One-shot

Heeey! I just wrote something random as I felt a bit inspired after reading Just kids by Patti Smith. I have been busy with my exams which is why I've been gone for so long but we back!

Content: fem!reader, NSFW warning, Rockstar Eren before fame, friends to lovers, poverty

You hissed as you cut your pinky finger on a thorn while making a flower bouquet for a customer. You sucked it up and gave the sweet lady her bouquet with a smile. “It’s perfect, thank you. My daughter is going to love it.” She smiled. Her smile warmed your heart. Being a florist wasn’t the most fulfilling job, but making people like her smile motivates you. Well, that and putting food on the table. You grew up in the city's poorer side, so there weren’t many opportunities for you after high school. The florist job was the best thing you could find, it isn’t all bad, the owner has been nothing but kind to you. You heard the doorbell ring as Mrs Johnson came walking into the shop with bags that smelled like heaven. She and her husband owned the bakery next to the shop, and they would always bring you the leftovers of the day. “Here, my love, it’s not that much, but hopefully, it is enough for a day.” She smiled gently. You opened the bag; it was a sandwich, a croissant, and a whole loaf of bread. “This is more than enough, thank you.” You said gratefully, setting the store ready for closure. 

You walked into your tired apartment building, greeting the tired landlord who was seated at his usual desk spot. He gave you a sad smile as you stood outside your brown door with an eviction note taped on it. They were increasing the rent, and you were already struggling to meet the current increase of the last one. You had to sell your bed in order to afford last month’s payment. You opened the door to your small yellow-walled studio. You put the bakery bag on the counter, grab the sandwich, and cut it in half, leaving the other piece on the plate. As you sat down with your sandwich, you noticed a pair of pants with holes on the left knee on the table. You shook your head and pulled out your sewing equipment. As you almost finished stitching the pants, you heard the familiar sound of the heavy steps of construction boots.

Eren entered the room, greeting you with a warm grin. “Man, I’m exhausted, Gold, but how was your day?” He asked, putting his yellow helmet on the counter. He has called you Gold since childhood, which you never entirely understood. You and Eren grew up as neighbours in the very same building. You lived in another apartment with your grandmother, and Eren lived with his parents. Life dealt the two of you shitty cards, and Eren’s mother was killed in a robbery gone wrong when you were only five years old. His father passed away from a heart attack when he was fifteen, and he had to drop out of school to find a job. Your grandmother didn’t have the financial means to help him, but she would cook him meals as often as possible. Unfortunately, that didn’t last long, as she passed away when you were sixteen. Eren offered you to move in with him so that you didn’t have to drop out like him. Mrs Johnson, who was your grandmother’s friend, helped you get a part-time job as a florist. You managed to finish high school, and well here you are. 

“Hello, Gold. Are you okay?” He asked, looking concerned. You jump a little as you had zoned out, I mean, how could you not? The construction job had made Eren quite built, he literally looked like a Greek God. “I’m fine, sorry. Just a little tired, that’s all.” You smiled while finishing the pants throwing it at Eren. “Thanks, you’re the best!” He grinned, caught it, and grabbed the other half of the sandwich. His smile disappeared the moment he came closer. He held your hand and stroked your finger with his thumb. “Don’t worry, I just cut myself a bit at work”, you smile, trying to ease the tension. Eren doesn't respond, his eyes are focused on the scar. “I will provide you a life where you don't have to take jobs that will leave you scars” he muttered. “Huh?” You said, looking confused. “Nothing..Hey, I brought a surprise!” He grinned, pulling out two bottles of cheap white wine. “What are we celebrating?” You smile, folding his pants. “The guys and I finished fixing the van! We are leaving for LA  by the end of next week!” He said excitedly, pulling out two plastic cups. You swallowed hard but tried to put on a smile for him, although your eyes were stinging. 

Eren learned how to play guitar from Armin’s grandfather at the age of fifteen. He owned an instrument shop and noticed that a couple of kids were interested in the instruments. It was first Connie who came in looking at the drums. Armin’s grandfather sat the bold boy down and taught him how to play the instrument. The second time Connie came, he brought his friend Jean. Jean was mesmerised by the beautiful black and white bass. Which after a few weeks, it became his best friend (after Connie, ofc!).

 Lastly, we have Eren, he was on his way home from work when he saw Armin’s grandfather struggle with some boxes. He offered to help, which the elderly man accepted. One of the boxes contained a black electric guitar. Armin’s grandfather offered Eren to try it out as he saw his green eyes glow at the sight of it. Weeks later, he introduced the three boys to his grandson Armin who could play both keyboard and guitar. The boys quickly became friends and started playing together in the evenings. Armin’s grandfather believed that it was better for the boys to be distracted from the crimes in the city, and what better distraction than music? The elderly man passed away four years later. From there on, the boys knew that they wanted to start a band and make it out of the city. They found an abandoned van that they spent a year fixing with the help of Jean’s mechanic background. The plan was to use the van to drive to LA and sleep in it if they couldn't afford a Motel. Now it being done meant that Eren would soon leave to follow his dreams. 

You took the cup, he offered you, “Cheers to you for making it in LA!” You said, smiling. “Cheers for the two of us making it in LA!” The Chestnut-haired man said, correcting you. “Us? As in..” 

“Would you think that I would leave you behind in this shitty city?” Eren asked, looking at you like you had stated something silly like the moon was made out of cheese. “Yeah, I mean…ehm”, you played with your fingers. The guys always referred to you as their fifth member. You weren't a direct member of the band, but you had sewed them a few pieces to wear when they’d do free bar performances. “I could never leave you behind, it’s you and me against the world. Like it always has been.” He grins, toasting his wine before downing it in one go. It warmed your heart to know that Eren would never forget about you. After finishing the bottles, the two of you are pretty drunk. “Eren, could you please play something for me?” You ask, batting your eyelashes.

You look so damn cute drunk. How could he say no? “Sure, what song?.” He says, picking up his guitar. “This Charming Man!” You say excitedly. You danced to Eren’s angelic voice, “Ah, a jumped-up pantry boy who never knew his place!” You shout, and Eren gets up and dances with you. One day, I will write you a song that will make you dance like that, he thought to himself.  The two of you danced like you had no care in the world, as putting food on the table was not an issue, as you weren’t surrounded by crime and death. 

The two of you lie in bed, dizzy and out of breath but happy. You turn your bodies to face each other. “Eren, did you mean it when you said that it was the two of us against the world?” You ask for reinsurance. “Of course I did, I can’t imagine any other woman by my side but you.” The alcohol in his system was exposing him. You smiled while massage his ear lobe. “Is that so?” You whispered, dying of happiness on the inside. He doesn’t respond but looks at you like a lovesick crackhead. Your cheek burned, and you turned your head to face the cracking roof in embarrassment. 

Eren cupped your cheeks, forcing you to face him again. You leaned into the warmth of his rough hands. “What am I to you, Eren?” Your lips were almost touching, and the smell of wine filled your nose. He leans in and kisses you passionately. His lips were a big contrast to his hands. You felt a needy heat growing between your legs, it seemed like Eren was reading your mind as he slid his two fingers under your dress. “Already wet for me?” He whispered. “Yes,” you whined.

 Eren removed your dress and underwear, and you hissed in the chilly air. Eren doesn’t break eye contact with your as he spreads your legs and gives your cunt a long lick from the bottom of your vulgar, covering his tongue with your sweet juices. “God, Gold…you…taste…so…good”, he whispered, diving into your cunt. “Ah, Eren” you moan. You were confident that your neighbour Eric on the other side of the wall heard you.

 All Eren cared about right now was to make you cum, to release you from all the stress from your everyday life. "'I’m gonna cum," you whimpered, realising all over his mouth. “Good girl”, he whispered, kissing you, letting you taste yourself. “Eren, can you please fuck me?” you asked pathetically. He flipped you on your stomach. He leaned over and growled in your ear, “You don’t have to ask me twice. Get on all fours,” and kissed your back. You did what he demanded, feeling shivers all over your body.

 Eren collected cum from your vagina and smeared it all over his veiny cock. He gripped tight around your hips and hissed as he was entering you. Eren pumped slowly back and forth, the air was filled with your moans as your pussy was getting used to Eren’s colossal size. “Fuck”, he moaned as he started speeding up, digging his finger further into your flesh. “Gold, fuck me back. Fuck your cock back, it’s all yours”, he growled. Being the obedient woman you were, you threw your ass back. “Harder” he demanded, spanking you. “Ah, fuck Eren”, you moaned as your arms gave up on you and collapsed on the bed. That didn’t stop Eren as he lifted your hips and placed his cock inside of you. “Fuck, your pussy feels good. Keeping this from me for six years,” he groaned, continuing fucking you. Your face was on the pillow, which was a good thing as you were a moaning mess. 

Your eyes teared up as you felt your second climax blossoming. Eren could tell as you clenched around him, “Give it to me, give it to me.” He growled, feeling you squirt all over him. “Gold, I’m not finished. Take this cock.” He demanded, filling the air with your whimpers and the sound of your skin slapping. You used the last energy to get on all fours again, fucking him back “Ah, fuck! You want me to get all out, too, all this fucking frustration. Fuck it all into you.” He groaned. “Yes”, you moaned, throwing your ass back. His thrusts became rigid and slow as he was filling you up. 

Eren collapsed on the bed next to you while catching his breath. He kissed your forehead before you went to the toilet to pee. You walked out to see Eren comfy in bed. You lay down beside him, and he wrapped his arms around you. “Eren, you never answered my question, " you said, turning to face him. I’m in love with you, silly. Always has been, and always will be.” He said, yawing.

[blaxcunicorn]

Diaboli's Angelus

Chapter: 8

Length: 6.9k

Authors note: Heeey, it's me again! sorry for being inconsistent. I sometimes struggle to post as I am rarely happy with my work hehe. Hope you have an amazing holiday and hope you enjoy the chapter❤️

Content warning: SA, parental neglect, death and depression

Tag: @okaystopwhore

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Zeke’s story starts fifteen years before Eren is born. At that time, Grisha was only the crown prince of Eldia. While sitting in the throne room with his parents, the rulers of Eldia a shaken, beautiful blonde, is let into the room. Her clothes were clean but you could tell that her clothes were worn out. The ladies of the court giggle behind their fans which Grisha responds with a deathly glare. The young woman turns red while shakenly curtsy. “What’s your name, love?” The queen asks the poor girl. Her heart ached for the young woman. She looked like a scared dog. “Dina, Your Majesty,” she says not daring to look at the Queen. “I can tell by your accent that you are not Eldian. What takes you to Eldia?” The Queen continues. “I escaped the growing poverty in Marley. I ended up in Eldia in hopes of finding a job as a maid for the royals.” Dina says, looking up in hopes of finding any form of kindness in the rulers' eyes. That’s when Grisha gets a proper look at her beauty. He is quickly taken by her beautiful soft blue eyes and grace.

Grisha quickly turns his attention to his father’s sigh “We would have loved to take you in, but there are just not more positions for maids in the Castle.” His father says with a heavy heart. “I-I understand, thank you for your time.” She says softly while turning around in humiliation. “W-Wait!” Grisha shouts as Dina is on her way to the door. “My main maid is old and might need some assistance.” He says quickly, a bit embarrassed of how everyone was looking at him. His father nods “Thinking about it. Margaret is getting quite old. She has been working in the palace for the past fifty years. Getting her a little support wouldn’t hurt.” The King smiles. “Thank you so much” Dina curtsies for Grisha and his parents. 

Dina Settled into the work immediately and grew quite close to Margareth, who has taken a maternal role in Dina’s life. Grisha is taking a stroll around the palace when he sees Margaret and Dina hanging up clothes. “Are you settling in, Dina?” He asks with a smile.  “Yes, thank you, Your Highness.” The young maid blushes.

One day Margaret fell a bit ill and tasked Dina to clean the Prince’s chamber. While dusting around, she finds a door. She thought it was an extension of the chamber that needed to be cleaned as she opened the room, she saw that it is a bit office hidden behind that door. The office, unexpectedly spacious, was adorned with an intriguing array of artifacts that vividly showcased the prince's intrepid nature. Richly coloured tapestries graced the walls, portraying distant landscapes and enigmatic terrains, imparting an air of exoticism to the room.

At its heart lay a majestic oak desk, impeccably organised with scrolls, maps, and ledgers. A collection of antique globes graced the desk's surface, offering a visual narrative of the world's diverse continents and vast oceans. Shelves were adorned with captivating trinkets and treasures from distant realms—a display of delicate seashells, finely crafted figurines, and small chests filled with vibrant gemstones.

Maps of varied sorts bedecked the walls—an assortment of meticulously detailed charts revealing intricate trade routes and unexplored territories, alongside weathered parchments evoking ancient lands lost to time.

The sight captivated Dina, transporting her imagination to realms of wonder and adventure, a stark departure from the confines of her routine within the palace. The scene before her instilled a profound sense of admiration for the prince's ventures, kindling within her an earnest longing to venture beyond the castle walls and explore the unknown. She takes a close look at the maps before hearing footsteps behind her. She quickly turned around and apologised to the prince. “Don’t apologise. It is a big world we live in. Are you interested in travelling?” Grisha asks with a soft smile. “I-I never thought about travelling. I have never been travelling as I grew up in the Marlian internment zone.” She says, a bit ashamed and embarrassed. “How was it like? Your childhood.” Dina’s eyes widened as no one had ever taken any interest in her and her story. She tells him about her being a  bastard andabandoned on the streets but was luckily taken in by a poor woman that she considers her mother. Her mother died in a robbery while bread shopping. Dina feels her heart arch thinking about her mother “Have you heard about the seven seas?” Grisha quickly says tochange the topic as he notices the sadness washing over her. That night they stayed up talking about the world and Grisha’s travels. It was that very night Dina and Grisha fell in love. 

Dina became quickly known for being a beautiful flower in the castle, always respectful and kind. She caught many admirers' eyes, especially a knight by the name of James. He has proposed to her at least three times but she declines them every time as her heart belongs to Prince Grisha. James, however, did not take it lightly. One night after a long shift, he traps Dina as she is on her way to the maids' courter. He quickly pushes her onto the wall, trapping her while trying to slide down her underwear. Dina’s screams were quickly shut by his hands. “If you don’t want to marry me, I guess…I have to impregnant you to get what I want” he growls in her ears. Tears are streaming down her face as he rips her top exposing her bare breasts. Luckly her short scream was heard by Grisha who were taking a short walk through the palace. He rushes over to find the two of them, all Grisha sees is red as he punches the knight. James was about to fight back only to realise who hit him knowing that putting up a fight will lead to his execution the very next morning. Grisha on the other hand punches him in anger none stop, not realising the vlood dripping of his knuckle. Dina pulls his arm away from James bloody face“Your Highness, it's enough, please stop”, she cries, bringing him back to reality.  Grisha tells him to leave tonight or else tomorrow will be the last day for him to see the sunlight.  Grisha leads Dina to his chamber and wraps a blanket over her to cover her exposed chest. They sit in front of the fire as he comforts her, that very night they shared their first kiss. Their relationship started blossoming from that night. Grisha would leave Dina love letters, making her blush like a school girl.  Dina would spend the night at Grisha’s chamber and leave early right before sunrise. Margaret grew suspicious of them as Grisha would under breakfast squeeze Dina’s hand while thanking her for serving him. The old maid pulls Dina to the side “You need to be careful, my dear” she says concerned. “There is nothing to worry about Margaret” Dina responds giving her an reasuring smile. As the blonde servant was on her way out of the room she collapsed. “Dina!” Grisha shouts rushing to help her. Hisparents gave each other a look as their son’s action was a bit weird. “Margaret, please take her to a doctor!” He orders. Margaret is next to Dina, she was only allowed into the room by because she told the doctor that she is her mother, which the doctor finds a bit strange since they have different accents. “Contratulations Dina, you are with chid.” The doctor smiles. Silence filled the room and the doctor leaves due to the awkward nature of the situation. Margaret grabs Dina’s shoulders and whispers “Who impregnated you?” Dina cries and reveals that Grisha is the father of her child. “My dear, you need to get rid of the child.” Margaret says stroking Dina’s back. “I-I can’t do it. The child is innocent” She hulks. The elderly maid sighs and tells her that she needs to tell Grisha, gather her stuff and leave before the king and queen finds out. 

Later that evening, Dina tells a shocked Grisha that him that she is with child. “We could run away together and raise the child.” She says hopeful. That dream got crushed quickly by Grisha that tells her in a shaken voice, that he is going to marry the daughter of the head of the Shiganshina province in order to settle the ongoing civil war.Dina cries as reality hits her, those precious moments she shared with Grisha clouded her logic. He is going to be the next ruler of Eldia while she is just some poor girl from the slums of Marley. “I assume that you wish to keep the child as you suggested that we…” Dina responds with several short nods. “I will fix a house for you in Marley. No one can know of this pregnancy because if my parents were to find out, they would force you to terminate the pregnancy, with or without you being alive. In addition to that, it might ruin the marriage deal with the Shiganshinas.” Dina nods as tears are streaming down her face. Grisha raises her head with his fingers under her chin. “Come back once I’m King, and I’ll try to see if I can sort out some agreement for you to live safely here in the Kingdom. It might take a couple of years, but I wish also to raise our child,” he says, touching one hand on her stomach. The night after was Dina’s departure, Grisha had not come to bid her farewell as he didn’t want to bring any suspicion onto Dina’s disappearance.

Dina felt miserable in Marley, don’t get it wrong, she had everything she needed and more. Grisha installed loyal Marlian servants to assist Dina with everything she needed. She didn’t have to lift a finger. However going through her first pregnancy alone is something no woman wishes upon herself. They were seven lonely months, and Dina was not in any circumstances, allowed to communicate with people from the outside. The servants were strictly told by Grisha that no one could know about Dina’s pregnancy. Her depression vanished on August 1st when she gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. He had her blue eyes and blonde hair. He was perfect. All she could do was sobbing and whisper, “I’m so sorry, you have just taken your first breaths and already is your life going to be a living hell because of me…Zeke…however, I promise you it will get easier”

Zeke was a quiet child, and he preferred to play within his mother's proximity. Many of the servants pity him as it might have been a result of the two of them being isolated from the outside world. Dina sent Grisha several letters regarding Zeke’s birth and their well-being, but she never received any letters back. Dina was still hopeful, and he might not respond in fear of his parents. As soon as Grisha becomes King, they’ll be able to move back to the Eldian palace. Zeke will be able to get freedom, have friends and get some proper education. She looks over at her son reading a book. 

Zeke on the other hand was a smart kid, he has several times overheard his mother talk to the servants about this “Grisha” and how she is desperately longing for him and can’t wait for him to meet Zeke “his son”. He didn’t know anything else about his father, but was smitten by his mother's positivity and patiently awaited his father’s arrival along side his mother. 

However, when Zeke turned eight did his impatient crumble. He saw a bunch of kids his age playing outside the house. This is the first time Zeke has every seen kids around his age, as the house was isolated in the middle of the woods. The kids however were shooed away by some of their servants. “Mother, who is Grisha?” Dina’s eyes widen and tears are streaming down her face. “Honey, where did you learn that name from?” Zeke looks down in a mix of guilt and shame. “I-I have overheard you talk about him, i-is it true? Is he my father.” Dina embraces Zeke in a hug and sobs “Y-yes.” She sniffs causing chills down Zeke’s spine. “Mother, why am I not allowed to play with other kids?” Dina freezes. She has not prepared for this conversation as she hoped that their lives would go back to normal sooner than this. “W-we are waiting for your father to let us out of the house.” Zeke was confused but trusted his mother’s words. 

However, those words would be in vain as she fell ill right after his ninth birthday. Zeke never left his mother’s side as he prayed and hoped that his father would show up to get them out of the prison of a house. The last thing he wished was for his mother to die, lonely.The doctors suspected that Dina felt ill due to her being isolated for so long. Dina died three months later. Zeke was rushed out of her bedroom one morning after tiredly trying to wake his mother for breakfast. One of the maids came out with tears in her eyes. Her name was Fanny, and she had taken care of Zeke while Dina was ill. She was also Marlian, and she grew fond of both Zeke and Dina. Her husband, Ksaver used to throw ball with Zeke from time to time. “Z-Zeke…I’m so sorry,” she hulks, embracing the little boy into a hug. Ksaver comes running up the stairs and is in disbelief. They all thought that Dina was going to be better, they rensured Zeke all the time. The married couple, however, are shocked to see no tears running down Zeke’s face. He was more furious than sad he killed her. He killed her, is all  Zeke can think. “Zeke, can I talk to you for a minute?” Ksaver says, escorting the young blond out of the house to talk. “Here, Zeke, these are three envelopes  from your mother.” Zeke stares at them in confusion. They are addressed to three people. To himself, to  King Grisha and to Queen Carla. “King Grisha? Queen Carla?” Zeke says, confused. He rips open the envelope addressed to him

To my dearest Zeke,

As you probably have seen the title of the other envelopes is it true, you are the illegitimate son of King Grisha of Eldia. His Majesty and I met when I was a young servant at the royal castle. We fell in love, but life as its twisted ways. Which resorted in you being born and us having to isolate until His Majesty called for our return.

Zeke, from the bottom of my heart, I apologise for getting punished for my mistakes. I’m sorry that I couldn’t provide you a happier and better childhood, with lots of laughs and friends. However, I want you to know that you are my greatest achievement in life. I couldn’t have asked for a better son, the cold  loneliness of being isolated was hard on my but you brought warmth and sunshine everywhere you went. 

My final wish for you is to live a happy life with lots of joy. 

Love,

Mom.

Zeke can feel the letters fade as tears are streaming down his face. “Zeke, you are the heir of the Eldian throne”, Ksaver says, kneeling in front of the young boy. The other Marlian workers kneel as well. “Zeke, I want you to meet King Magath of Marley. He’ll help you with the next steps, as being an illegitimate King is borderline impossible. However, remember that your father owes you that after what he put you and your mother through.” Ksaver finished, standing up. Zeke gives him a firm nod “Tell me, when can I meet King Magath?” he asks Ksaver. “I’m right here.” One of the men stood up, and he was dressed like a farmer in order not to draw attention of his subjects. “Prince Zeke, it will be an honour to assist you in taking the Eldian throne. Having a Marlian raised King in Eldia would strengthen Marley’s position.” Zeke gives the King a firm nod “I appreciate your help”, The boy says. What he does not know is that the Marlians want to use him as a puppy. They will use Zeke as the face of the Eldian regime but control everything from the shadows. 

It's been a year since his mother’s passing, and during that year, he went through an intense preparation for this day by the Marlian courts. They taught him how to behave in the courts and what was expected of him as a prince. He is currently sitting next to Ksaver on their way to the Eldian palace. As they arrive outside the castle, Zeke takes a deep breath admiring his castle. They are eventually let in by guards as they explain that they are here on behalf of the Marlian throne. They enter the Court hall, and there he sits, the devil himself, Zeke grits his teeth Just looking at his father makes him wanna vomit. Next to Grisha sits a highly pregnant Carla stroking her belly. Zeke’s stomach sunk at the view. He mentally prayed that the child was a girl. “I present to you, Prince Zeke Jeager of Eldia” Ksaver announces. The whole Court gasps and Grisha looks like he has seen a ghost. To Zeke’s surprise, the King runs down from his throne and embraces him. “Oh, Zeke…how I wanted to meet you.” Zeke remains stoic as his father cries. Everyone was shocked except Kenny Ackerman. Kenny was furious as he had spent the last nine years hiding the letters Dina wrote to Grisha and replaced them with a letter stating that she wanted nothing to do with him or Eldia and how she felt it was best if she raised Zeke by herself in Marley. “Father, I have these letters from my mother.” Grisha takes a good look at his son, and he is as beautiful as his mother. Grisha takes the letters but is confused, “Isn’t she here as well?” He asks. “She is dead,” Zeke says short gritting his teeth. “Dead?” Grisha almost lost balance. “Your Majesty!” Kenny shouts, catching the King and leads him back to the throne.

Grisha takes a look at the two envelopes, one addressed to himself and another addressed to Carla. He nervously hands over Carla the envelope. Carla has known of Zeke’s existence for years. Grisha was nervous to tell her, but he owed the woman he loved the truth. You read it right, Grisha fell for Carla the second he saw her. She was the opposite of Dina, loud and witty but he loved it about her. They bonded over their interest of travelling and aspirations of the future. Carla understood him in ways no other human being on this earth did, which led him to fall for her. He didn’t forget about Dina, but he wanted to respect her wish to be left alone. Grisha looks over at Carla, who is staring at him, waiting for him to open his letter. 

Dear King Grisha,

I hope this message finds you in good health and prosperity. It is with a heavy heart and a sense of urgency that I pen these words to you, knowing not if they will ever reach your eyes. As I write this, my time in this world draws near to an end, leaving behind a longing for what could have been.

Our shared past is one of secrets and whispers, hidden away from the scrutiny of the court. In the clandestine whispers of our love, a beautiful son was born, a testament to our youthful passion and affection. He is the embodiment of our fleeting moments of joy, and he carries within him the blood that binds us.

My days in this realm are numbered, and it pains me deeply to leave our son behind. As a mother, my only plea to you, my beloved Grisha, is to embrace our child with the same fervour with which we once embraced each other. I beseech you not to let the circumstances of his birth cloud your perception of him.

He is your son, borne of our shared love, and he deserves the warmth of your protection and guidance. Please, in the name of the love we once shared, grant our son a place within the kingdom. Let him not be tainted by the stigma of being illegitimate; let your love and grace be his sanctuary.

I entrust his future into your hands, praying that you will watch over him and nurture him as your own. I implore you, do not let our son suffer the ill fate of being marginalised for something beyond his control. He deserves a chance at a life worthy of his lineage.

In my final moments, I find solace in reminiscing about the happiness we shared in our time together. The memories of our love are etched in the fabric of my being, and they shall forever remain the source of my fondest moments.

I bid you farewell, my beloved Grisha. May our son find favour in your heart, and may your love and compassion shield him from the trials of this world. Know that I was at my happiest when we were together and that love will forever endure in my heart.

Yours eternally,

Dina

Grisha’s heart felt heavy, she is dead? He shakes the feeling of as he sees Zeke stare at him. He needs to be strong for his son and his wife who is currently staring at her who is looking down on her envelope. “D-do you wish to open it?” He asks her. She just nods and shakenly opens the envelop addressed to her. 

Your Majesty Queen Carla,

I hope this letter finds you in good health and high spirits. As I write these words, my heart weighs heavy with an immense burden that I am about to place upon your gracious shoulders. Please, I beseech you to hear my plea with an open heart and mind.

In the shadows of the past, a secret was buried, one that I must now unearth before I depart from this world. It is a secret that carries both the weight of love and the burden of responsibility.

I address you with the deepest reverence, fully acknowledging your role as the Queen and wife to King Grisha. It is not without the utmost respect and humility that I convey my earnest request to you.

In the fleeting days of my life, my thoughts are consumed with the welfare of our son. The child borne of a love once shared between King Grisha and myself. I am acutely aware that this revelation may place an unexpected burden upon you, and for that, I offer my sincerest apologies.

My only wish, Queen Carla, is for you to extend your graciousness and compassion to our son. He is innocent, blameless for the circumstances of his birth, and my deepest prayer is for him to live a life of happiness and safety.

I beseech you to consider him as one of your own, to embrace him with the same love and care you extend to your royal children. Allow him to flourish within the warmth and shelter of your heart.

I understand the complexities that such a situation may bring upon your household. Therefore, I solemnly promise that our son, Zeke, will not seek to assert any claim to the throne. His aspirations lie elsewhere, and I implore you to nurture his dreams with the same kindness you bestow upon your own offspring.

Please forgive the weight of this request, Your Majesty. It is made with the purest intentions, solely for the well-being of our son. I entrust his future to your benevolence and grace.

With the deepest gratitude for your understanding and compassion,

Dina

Carla’s tears are dripping on the letter, how could she shun away this young boy. “I promise, I will Dina” she whispers quietly to herself. “Darling, we should take him in and hire him a tutor. H-he can stay in the prince chamber next to the great hall.” Carla suggests. Grisha smiles as he squeezes Carla’s hand. “Would you like that, Zeke?” The blonde boy nods smiling. He looks over at Ksaver that gives him a thumbs up, as they are now closer to the throne than ever. To Zeke’s disappointment did he end up getting a younger half brother. He had love for his brother but envied how attached Grisha was to him and how he is the heir of the throne. Zeke and the Marlian royal court have a secret meeting fiftheen years later about the issue of Eren and the throne. “He is still young, we need to take him out before he is of age.” King Magath suggests. Zeke refuses to take part in killing his brother, but rather suggests that they find a way to make the Eldian court believe that he is unfit for the throne. They never came to an agreement and the Marlian court decides to try and take out Eren and the royal couple behind Zeke’s back while they are going for the annual trip to Stochess. This is still unknown to both Zeke, Eren and the rest of the world. The murder of Carla is what caused the rebelling in Shiganshina as they suspect Zeke taking part of the murders. 

Zeke’s arrival to the palace  caused a divide in the palace. One side you have the “Zekers” they are a minority that believe that Zeke is the rightful heir to the throne as he is the oldest son of Grisha and that the oldest always takes the throne. They also trust in Zeke as he has shown great intelligence. On the other side you have the “Erens” that as you can guess, supports Eren. They believe that he is the heir as Grisha wished for him to success him. Eren is also the glue to keep Shiganshina calm because of ancestry from his maternal side. They also argue that he is the legitimate son of Grisha and has shown great leadership skills after the death of his parents, he is a natural born king. On top of that has his aggressive foreign policy transformed Eldia to the current hegemon of the world. 

“The aftermath of all of this, is what you saw on the tea party” Historia finishes. Both you and Darcy are speechless, is this what’s being going on in the castle. “One thing I don’t understand is, why are they involving Her Majesty?” Darcy asks looking over at you. You nervously swallow as Historia says “Her Majesty is now his Majesty’s strongest trumpet card. The alliance between Eldia and Capri has boomed our economy as Capri is a well respected nation.” You respond with a nod “It’s that why Pieck was acting all weird? It doesn’t explain why she defended me, when E- His Majesty was confronting me.” Historia takes a deep breath, which is scarying you. Her eyes looked as almost. “They, want to turn you against Eren by making you believe that they are your allies.” She finishes. “What about Lady Pieck?” You say gulping heavy, playing with your fingers. You grew fond of Zeke’s wife and after the fiasko of a teaparty you hoped that the two of you could sort of the problems as sisters-in-law. “The Fingers aren’t the highest ranked nobels. Nobel families get their rank up through marriages to the crown. That’s why Lady Leonhart and Lord Arlet are of the highest ranked nobels, since their ancestors married into the Jeager bloodline.” Historia says. You nod as you do the same in Capri. It is a tool that helps making allies in the courts in order to prevent coups. “The Fingers offered Pieck to Eren when they were 12 years old. The Jeager’s refused as they wished to give Eren the freedom to choose a wife of his own. They knew that he would refuse to settle down with someone who were not of his choice. Zeke on the other hand wanted to marry Lady Pieck when She was of age. It’s speculated among the courts that Zeke promised the Fingers that he would make her Queen.” Historia finishes. “Why did he decide to marry a lower ranked nobel, if he wants to be king? Aren’t the odds higher if he married a higher ranked nobel” Daisy asks. “No high ranked nobelman wishes to disgrace his family by marrying their daughter off to some bastard. The Fingers aren’t that well respected snd put their bet on Zeke. It is also speculated that he wished to marry Lady Pieck because of her great intelligence.” Both you and Darcy are speechless. 

“I-I see, thank you for telling us Historia.” You finish. The blonde girl curtsies and excuses herself as she needs to help the others clean up after the teaparty. “Shit, I never imagined that the Eldian royal family was that messy.” Darcy says helping you out of your dress. “Me neither” you sigh feeling a bit tired. 

You are currently sitting in a political meeting with the Eldian royal Court. Eren is sitting on the right end of the table while you are seated at the left and of the very same table. Pixie is reading out the suggestions made by the court as to where the governmental fundings should go. “Better roads in Wall Rose” he says and everyone responds with nods. It was intimidating as you are the only woman in the room, but you had to suck it up since you are there to guarantee that the Eldian court won’t backoff any deals they make with Capri. “Invest money in…orphanages?” Pixies says confused. You wanted to slide down of your seat as you nervously raised your hand. Your underarms are sweating and your cheeks are on fire. Pixies looks at you confused, “Your Majesty I-” Eren is quickly woke up from his boredom as you rose up from your seat. Your legs are shaking but you need to stand your ground, how are you else going to be able to fight for Capri’s rights when you can’t fight for your own ideas. “I believe that we should invest in the orphanages as children are roaming around the kingdom with no place to stay. The current orphanages are overwhelmed and underinvested. How can we neglect the future of this kingdom?” You finishes sitting down, seeing your heart pound from your chest. Pixies looks down in shame, so do the other court members. 

“I believe its an amazing idea.” Your husband grins and nods at Armin. The blonde advisor quickly finds the paper with the overview of the spending allowed for the year. “According to our finances can we afford this as we profited a lot from the war with Neglanian Empire.” He says giving you an assuring nod. You smile at the two men before looking around at the Court men “Are there any objections?” All the men shakes their heads, which brings calmness to your heart as you were able to keep your promise to Beatrice. As the meeting is wraps up and all the men leaves you stop Eren. “Thank you for helping me out there.” You say chuckling. “Don’t thank me, it was all you. The idea of investing in the orphanage was a good idea. You are like the mother of the nation.” He smiles. A familiar burning sensation reaches your cheeks and you take a deep breath to calm yourself down a bit. “Well, that makes you the father of the nation…huh.” You teasingly say elbowing his arm. His cheeks turns pink, he wanted to respond but is called by Armin. “I have to go love, I have a lot of boring paperwork to finish up. I’ll see you tonight.” He says lifting your cheek to give you a peck on the lips. If he knew that this was the last time he’d kiss you in a while, he’d make it last forever. As he leaves you feel someone standing behind you. You turn around to see a maid curtsying “Sorry for the disturbance, your Majesty. Lady Pieck sent me.” She says giving you an envelope. “Thank you” You say nervously and walks to your chamber. In there is Historia making your bed. “H-Historia?” The blonde girl drops the bedsheets on the bed and comes rushing. “I got this letter from Lady Pieck.” You show her the envelop addressed to you. She swallows heavy while looking at the letter. Your fingers shake as you open the envelop and you read out loud. 

My Dearest Queen Y/n,

I hope this letter finds you in good health and spirits. I write to you today with a humble heart and a sincere desire for reconciliation and understanding between us.

I must express my deepest regrets for the chaos I inadvertently caused at the recent tea party. My words and actions may have caused discomfort, and for that, I am profoundly sorry. Criticizing King Eren's ruling method was impulsive and inappropriate, and I deeply regret any offense it may have caused you or your esteemed guests.

In light of this, I extend an earnest invitation for tea at my chambers this evening. It would be an honor to host you, to share apologies, and to bridge the gap that may have arisen between us. I hope this gesture will serve as a humble attempt to mend our relationship and set aside any differences we might have.

As sister-in-laws, I believe it is essential for us to foster mutual respect and understanding. I value your wisdom and grace and hold a sincere desire to establish an amicable relationship between our families.

I eagerly await your gracious response and hope for the opportunity to extend my apologies in person.

With the utmost respect and sincerity,

Lady Pieck

Historia rushes to find you a dress the second you finish reading out the letter. “You must go Your Majesty, Zeke and Pieck view you as an innocent third party in this saga. If you decline, they’ll know who’s side you are on and with this you might get valuable information from Pieck.” You slowly nod as you feel an uncomfortable knot in your stomach. You know Historia is right, in order to help Eren you need to get on Lady Pieck’s good side and try to suck out any information from her. You nervously twist on the gold ring Eren gifted you on his proposal. Historia pulls out a beautiful baby blue dress with white flowers on it. You tilt your head in confusion as Historia seemed nervous. “Y-your Majesty, do you wish to wear this dress? Forget it I can find you something else I-” You place your hand on her shoulder “It’s beautiful, I really want to wear it.” You smile. Historia’s cheeks turns red as she says “R-really?? I made it myself”. You look at the dress, the white flowered details are amazing “Oh, wow Historia. You are really gifted, I’m honored and grateful that you made me this dress.” You touch the soft fabric, and feel an exitement brewing. Historia curtsies as a sign of gratitude as she picks up a white laced bow tie and gently grabs a couple of braids from the front and  ties it on the back of your head. “There, let’s get you in this dress” She says excitedly. You make a little twirl to show your dress to Historia with a big smile. Your smile slowly fades as you remember your teaparty with Pieck. Historia must have noticed your nervousness as she says “If you want, I can come with you? I can help out cleaning after the teaparty.” She gives you a warm and assuring smile. Historia is too kind, she has really been your support system through out your stay in Eldia besides of course Darcy and Mikasa. 

Historia squeezes your hand as comfort when the doors of Pieck’s chamber opens. You were stunned her chamber had distinctive dark aesthetic. The walls are draped in luxurious dark velvet curtains, deep shades of navy or burgundy, which gracefully frame tall arched windows. The windows allow thin streams of soft, muted light to filter into the room, casting an enchanting glow that enhances the chamber's ambiance. A grand mahogany writing desk stands prominently against one wall, adorned with intricate carvings and embellishments, a testament to craftsmanship. The desk is accompanied by an ornate high-backed chair, upholstered in a rich velvet fabric matching the curtains.A collection of old books lines one side of the chamber, filled with leather-bound volumes and ancient tomes. In the middle you see the table itself is an exquisite piece crafted from polished dark wood, with intricate carvings and embellishments along its edges. Adorned with an ornate tablecloth in deep shades of broqn, it drapes gracefully over the table's surface, adding a regal touch. At the center of the table sits a magnificent centerpiece, a bouquet of velvety dark roses interspersed with delicate black orchids, carefully arranged in an intricately designed silver vase. Each place setting is meticulously arranged with fine porcelain dinnerware, elegantly accented with delicate silver trim. The dinner plates, edged with a subtle floral pattern, are complemented by polished silver cutlery arranged on either side. A selection of treats are arranged beautifully on a silver serving tray at her place setting. Delicacies such as exquisite pastries, dainty finger sandwiches. 

You could tell that she really planned this through. Pieck stands up at your arrival “Thank you for accepting my invite Your Majesty” she says while curstying elegantly. You are stunned by her grace, no wonder Zeke choice her as his wife. “Thank you for inviting me.” You say short with a nervous smile. Historia rushes over to stand next to Sasha and the other helpers as soon as she helps you settle down. Sasha gives Historia a nervous but the blonde responds with a reassuring albowing on her arm to indicate that you won’t fall for Piecks plan. However, that did not reassure Sasha at all as she is aware of what is awaiting.

 One of the maids pours you some tea and you give her a small thank you as you take a sip. A single tear falls from your eyes as you realise what type of tea it is. “I got Darcy to bring me some after her visit in Capri, I have heard that you Caprians take pride in your herbs.” Pieck says with a smile. “This tea is Johan’s favorite. I used to force him to drink tea with me back when I still used to live in Capri. He used to hesitate because he felt that it was “unmannly” but he always gave in. I used to offer him all the herbal teas I could get my  hands on but he always loved drinking the hibiscus tea, which was the first tea I ever offered him.” You sniff with a smile. Pieck became very invested in your little story. “Who is this Johan? A Lord?” She smiles. You shake your head “No, he was my knight.” Pieck takes a sip to hide her mischievous smile. “You knight, as in your royal knight?” You nod starring down at the tea’s beautiful dark red color. 

Historia’s eyes widen as she quickly remember seeing you emotionally hugging a tall blonde knight right while cleaning after the wedding ceremony. She also remember seeing Eren starring intensely at the two of you. Now it hit her, she remember cleaning up cigarette buts in the hall way and there is only one person she knows that would throw cigarette buts inside. “Were you in love with him?” Pieck asks with an innocent smile. The tea you swallowed ended up in your air pipe and grab the brown napkin covering your mouth as you cough intensely. “No” you rasp out as you take the same napkin to dry your tears. “Come on Your Majesty. I know that it is prohibit for us nobel women to be with someone with a title, but they can stop us from innocently loving them. We are practically sister, your secrets are always safe with me.” She is right and you did have a small crush on Johan when you were kids. He was funny, charming, brave, protective and the only person that saw you for you, no title, just you. “I-I used to have a small crush on him when we were kids.” You say low, not revealing that they are some unexplored feelings left. “That’s very cute…now, let me tell you my little secret. I believe that as your sister, you must know the truth.” She could read the panic in your eyes as she makes an apologetic face. Pieck actually felt bad for you, as you were clueless on what has been going on in the palace. She takes a deep breath and what she told you would change your world from now on. “Your Majesty!” Historia shouts as you drop the tea cup on the floor. “T-thank you for having me.” You curtsy quickly before rushing out of the room. 

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Diaboli's Angelus

Chapter: 8

Length: 6.9k

Authors note: Heeey, it's me again! sorry for being inconsistent. I sometimes struggle to post as I am rarely happy with my work hehe. Hope you have an amazing holiday and hope you enjoy the chapter❤️

Content warning: SA, parental neglect, death and depression

Tag: @okaystopwhore

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Zeke’s story starts fifteen years before Eren is born. At that time, Grisha was only the crown prince of Eldia. While sitting in the throne room with his parents, the rulers of Eldia a shaken, beautiful blonde, is let into the room. Her clothes were clean but you could tell that her clothes were worn out. The ladies of the court giggle behind their fans which Grisha responds with a deathly glare. The young woman turns red while shakenly curtsy. “What’s your name, love?” The queen asks the poor girl. Her heart ached for the young woman. She looked like a scared dog. “Dina, Your Majesty,” she says not daring to look at the Queen. “I can tell by your accent that you are not Eldian. What takes you to Eldia?” The Queen continues. “I escaped the growing poverty in Marley. I ended up in Eldia in hopes of finding a job as a maid for the royals.” Dina says, looking up in hopes of finding any form of kindness in the rulers' eyes. That’s when Grisha gets a proper look at her beauty. He is quickly taken by her beautiful soft blue eyes and grace.

Grisha quickly turns his attention to his father’s sigh “We would have loved to take you in, but there are just not more positions for maids in the Castle.” His father says with a heavy heart. “I-I understand, thank you for your time.” She says softly while turning around in humiliation. “W-Wait!” Grisha shouts as Dina is on her way to the door. “My main maid is old and might need some assistance.” He says quickly, a bit embarrassed of how everyone was looking at him. His father nods “Thinking about it. Margaret is getting quite old. She has been working in the palace for the past fifty years. Getting her a little support wouldn’t hurt.” The King smiles. “Thank you so much” Dina curtsies for Grisha and his parents. 

Dina Settled into the work immediately and grew quite close to Margareth, who has taken a maternal role in Dina’s life. Grisha is taking a stroll around the palace when he sees Margaret and Dina hanging up clothes. “Are you settling in, Dina?” He asks with a smile.  “Yes, thank you, Your Highness.” The young maid blushes.

One day Margaret fell a bit ill and tasked Dina to clean the Prince’s chamber. While dusting around, she finds a door. She thought it was an extension of the chamber that needed to be cleaned as she opened the room, she saw that it is a bit office hidden behind that door. The office, unexpectedly spacious, was adorned with an intriguing array of artifacts that vividly showcased the prince's intrepid nature. Richly coloured tapestries graced the walls, portraying distant landscapes and enigmatic terrains, imparting an air of exoticism to the room.

At its heart lay a majestic oak desk, impeccably organised with scrolls, maps, and ledgers. A collection of antique globes graced the desk's surface, offering a visual narrative of the world's diverse continents and vast oceans. Shelves were adorned with captivating trinkets and treasures from distant realms—a display of delicate seashells, finely crafted figurines, and small chests filled with vibrant gemstones.

Maps of varied sorts bedecked the walls—an assortment of meticulously detailed charts revealing intricate trade routes and unexplored territories, alongside weathered parchments evoking ancient lands lost to time.

The sight captivated Dina, transporting her imagination to realms of wonder and adventure, a stark departure from the confines of her routine within the palace. The scene before her instilled a profound sense of admiration for the prince's ventures, kindling within her an earnest longing to venture beyond the castle walls and explore the unknown. She takes a close look at the maps before hearing footsteps behind her. She quickly turned around and apologised to the prince. “Don’t apologise. It is a big world we live in. Are you interested in travelling?” Grisha asks with a soft smile. “I-I never thought about travelling. I have never been travelling as I grew up in the Marlian internment zone.” She says, a bit ashamed and embarrassed. “How was it like? Your childhood.” Dina’s eyes widened as no one had ever taken any interest in her and her story. She tells him about her being a  bastard andabandoned on the streets but was luckily taken in by a poor woman that she considers her mother. Her mother died in a robbery while bread shopping. Dina feels her heart arch thinking about her mother “Have you heard about the seven seas?” Grisha quickly says tochange the topic as he notices the sadness washing over her. That night they stayed up talking about the world and Grisha’s travels. It was that very night Dina and Grisha fell in love. 

Dina became quickly known for being a beautiful flower in the castle, always respectful and kind. She caught many admirers' eyes, especially a knight by the name of James. He has proposed to her at least three times but she declines them every time as her heart belongs to Prince Grisha. James, however, did not take it lightly. One night after a long shift, he traps Dina as she is on her way to the maids' courter. He quickly pushes her onto the wall, trapping her while trying to slide down her underwear. Dina’s screams were quickly shut by his hands. “If you don’t want to marry me, I guess…I have to impregnant you to get what I want” he growls in her ears. Tears are streaming down her face as he rips her top exposing her bare breasts. Luckly her short scream was heard by Grisha who were taking a short walk through the palace. He rushes over to find the two of them, all Grisha sees is red as he punches the knight. James was about to fight back only to realise who hit him knowing that putting up a fight will lead to his execution the very next morning. Grisha on the other hand punches him in anger none stop, not realising the vlood dripping of his knuckle. Dina pulls his arm away from James bloody face“Your Highness, it's enough, please stop”, she cries, bringing him back to reality.  Grisha tells him to leave tonight or else tomorrow will be the last day for him to see the sunlight.  Grisha leads Dina to his chamber and wraps a blanket over her to cover her exposed chest. They sit in front of the fire as he comforts her, that very night they shared their first kiss. Their relationship started blossoming from that night. Grisha would leave Dina love letters, making her blush like a school girl.  Dina would spend the night at Grisha’s chamber and leave early right before sunrise. Margaret grew suspicious of them as Grisha would under breakfast squeeze Dina’s hand while thanking her for serving him. The old maid pulls Dina to the side “You need to be careful, my dear” she says concerned. “There is nothing to worry about Margaret” Dina responds giving her an reasuring smile. As the blonde servant was on her way out of the room she collapsed. “Dina!” Grisha shouts rushing to help her. Hisparents gave each other a look as their son’s action was a bit weird. “Margaret, please take her to a doctor!” He orders. Margaret is next to Dina, she was only allowed into the room by because she told the doctor that she is her mother, which the doctor finds a bit strange since they have different accents. “Contratulations Dina, you are with chid.” The doctor smiles. Silence filled the room and the doctor leaves due to the awkward nature of the situation. Margaret grabs Dina’s shoulders and whispers “Who impregnated you?” Dina cries and reveals that Grisha is the father of her child. “My dear, you need to get rid of the child.” Margaret says stroking Dina’s back. “I-I can’t do it. The child is innocent” She hulks. The elderly maid sighs and tells her that she needs to tell Grisha, gather her stuff and leave before the king and queen finds out. 

Later that evening, Dina tells a shocked Grisha that him that she is with child. “We could run away together and raise the child.” She says hopeful. That dream got crushed quickly by Grisha that tells her in a shaken voice, that he is going to marry the daughter of the head of the Shiganshina province in order to settle the ongoing civil war.Dina cries as reality hits her, those precious moments she shared with Grisha clouded her logic. He is going to be the next ruler of Eldia while she is just some poor girl from the slums of Marley. “I assume that you wish to keep the child as you suggested that we…” Dina responds with several short nods. “I will fix a house for you in Marley. No one can know of this pregnancy because if my parents were to find out, they would force you to terminate the pregnancy, with or without you being alive. In addition to that, it might ruin the marriage deal with the Shiganshinas.” Dina nods as tears are streaming down her face. Grisha raises her head with his fingers under her chin. “Come back once I’m King, and I’ll try to see if I can sort out some agreement for you to live safely here in the Kingdom. It might take a couple of years, but I wish also to raise our child,” he says, touching one hand on her stomach. The night after was Dina’s departure, Grisha had not come to bid her farewell as he didn’t want to bring any suspicion onto Dina’s disappearance.

Dina felt miserable in Marley, don’t get it wrong, she had everything she needed and more. Grisha installed loyal Marlian servants to assist Dina with everything she needed. She didn’t have to lift a finger. However going through her first pregnancy alone is something no woman wishes upon herself. They were seven lonely months, and Dina was not in any circumstances, allowed to communicate with people from the outside. The servants were strictly told by Grisha that no one could know about Dina’s pregnancy. Her depression vanished on August 1st when she gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. He had her blue eyes and blonde hair. He was perfect. All she could do was sobbing and whisper, “I’m so sorry, you have just taken your first breaths and already is your life going to be a living hell because of me…Zeke…however, I promise you it will get easier”

Zeke was a quiet child, and he preferred to play within his mother's proximity. Many of the servants pity him as it might have been a result of the two of them being isolated from the outside world. Dina sent Grisha several letters regarding Zeke’s birth and their well-being, but she never received any letters back. Dina was still hopeful, and he might not respond in fear of his parents. As soon as Grisha becomes King, they’ll be able to move back to the Eldian palace. Zeke will be able to get freedom, have friends and get some proper education. She looks over at her son reading a book. 

Zeke on the other hand was a smart kid, he has several times overheard his mother talk to the servants about this “Grisha” and how she is desperately longing for him and can’t wait for him to meet Zeke “his son”. He didn’t know anything else about his father, but was smitten by his mother's positivity and patiently awaited his father’s arrival along side his mother. 

However, when Zeke turned eight did his impatient crumble. He saw a bunch of kids his age playing outside the house. This is the first time Zeke has every seen kids around his age, as the house was isolated in the middle of the woods. The kids however were shooed away by some of their servants. “Mother, who is Grisha?” Dina’s eyes widen and tears are streaming down her face. “Honey, where did you learn that name from?” Zeke looks down in a mix of guilt and shame. “I-I have overheard you talk about him, i-is it true? Is he my father.” Dina embraces Zeke in a hug and sobs “Y-yes.” She sniffs causing chills down Zeke’s spine. “Mother, why am I not allowed to play with other kids?” Dina freezes. She has not prepared for this conversation as she hoped that their lives would go back to normal sooner than this. “W-we are waiting for your father to let us out of the house.” Zeke was confused but trusted his mother’s words. 

However, those words would be in vain as she fell ill right after his ninth birthday. Zeke never left his mother’s side as he prayed and hoped that his father would show up to get them out of the prison of a house. The last thing he wished was for his mother to die, lonely.The doctors suspected that Dina felt ill due to her being isolated for so long. Dina died three months later. Zeke was rushed out of her bedroom one morning after tiredly trying to wake his mother for breakfast. One of the maids came out with tears in her eyes. Her name was Fanny, and she had taken care of Zeke while Dina was ill. She was also Marlian, and she grew fond of both Zeke and Dina. Her husband, Ksaver used to throw ball with Zeke from time to time. “Z-Zeke…I’m so sorry,” she hulks, embracing the little boy into a hug. Ksaver comes running up the stairs and is in disbelief. They all thought that Dina was going to be better, they rensured Zeke all the time. The married couple, however, are shocked to see no tears running down Zeke’s face. He was more furious than sad he killed her. He killed her, is all  Zeke can think. “Zeke, can I talk to you for a minute?” Ksaver says, escorting the young blond out of the house to talk. “Here, Zeke, these are three envelopes  from your mother.” Zeke stares at them in confusion. They are addressed to three people. To himself, to  King Grisha and to Queen Carla. “King Grisha? Queen Carla?” Zeke says, confused. He rips open the envelope addressed to him

To my dearest Zeke,

As you probably have seen the title of the other envelopes is it true, you are the illegitimate son of King Grisha of Eldia. His Majesty and I met when I was a young servant at the royal castle. We fell in love, but life as its twisted ways. Which resorted in you being born and us having to isolate until His Majesty called for our return.

Zeke, from the bottom of my heart, I apologise for getting punished for my mistakes. I’m sorry that I couldn’t provide you a happier and better childhood, with lots of laughs and friends. However, I want you to know that you are my greatest achievement in life. I couldn’t have asked for a better son, the cold  loneliness of being isolated was hard on my but you brought warmth and sunshine everywhere you went. 

My final wish for you is to live a happy life with lots of joy. 

Love,

Mom.

Zeke can feel the letters fade as tears are streaming down his face. “Zeke, you are the heir of the Eldian throne”, Ksaver says, kneeling in front of the young boy. The other Marlian workers kneel as well. “Zeke, I want you to meet King Magath of Marley. He’ll help you with the next steps, as being an illegitimate King is borderline impossible. However, remember that your father owes you that after what he put you and your mother through.” Ksaver finished, standing up. Zeke gives him a firm nod “Tell me, when can I meet King Magath?” he asks Ksaver. “I’m right here.” One of the men stood up, and he was dressed like a farmer in order not to draw attention of his subjects. “Prince Zeke, it will be an honour to assist you in taking the Eldian throne. Having a Marlian raised King in Eldia would strengthen Marley’s position.” Zeke gives the King a firm nod “I appreciate your help”, The boy says. What he does not know is that the Marlians want to use him as a puppy. They will use Zeke as the face of the Eldian regime but control everything from the shadows. 

It's been a year since his mother’s passing, and during that year, he went through an intense preparation for this day by the Marlian courts. They taught him how to behave in the courts and what was expected of him as a prince. He is currently sitting next to Ksaver on their way to the Eldian palace. As they arrive outside the castle, Zeke takes a deep breath admiring his castle. They are eventually let in by guards as they explain that they are here on behalf of the Marlian throne. They enter the Court hall, and there he sits, the devil himself, Zeke grits his teeth Just looking at his father makes him wanna vomit. Next to Grisha sits a highly pregnant Carla stroking her belly. Zeke’s stomach sunk at the view. He mentally prayed that the child was a girl. “I present to you, Prince Zeke Jeager of Eldia” Ksaver announces. The whole Court gasps and Grisha looks like he has seen a ghost. To Zeke’s surprise, the King runs down from his throne and embraces him. “Oh, Zeke…how I wanted to meet you.” Zeke remains stoic as his father cries. Everyone was shocked except Kenny Ackerman. Kenny was furious as he had spent the last nine years hiding the letters Dina wrote to Grisha and replaced them with a letter stating that she wanted nothing to do with him or Eldia and how she felt it was best if she raised Zeke by herself in Marley. “Father, I have these letters from my mother.” Grisha takes a good look at his son, and he is as beautiful as his mother. Grisha takes the letters but is confused, “Isn’t she here as well?” He asks. “She is dead,” Zeke says short gritting his teeth. “Dead?” Grisha almost lost balance. “Your Majesty!” Kenny shouts, catching the King and leads him back to the throne.

Grisha takes a look at the two envelopes, one addressed to himself and another addressed to Carla. He nervously hands over Carla the envelope. Carla has known of Zeke’s existence for years. Grisha was nervous to tell her, but he owed the woman he loved the truth. You read it right, Grisha fell for Carla the second he saw her. She was the opposite of Dina, loud and witty but he loved it about her. They bonded over their interest of travelling and aspirations of the future. Carla understood him in ways no other human being on this earth did, which led him to fall for her. He didn’t forget about Dina, but he wanted to respect her wish to be left alone. Grisha looks over at Carla, who is staring at him, waiting for him to open his letter. 

Dear King Grisha,

I hope this message finds you in good health and prosperity. It is with a heavy heart and a sense of urgency that I pen these words to you, knowing not if they will ever reach your eyes. As I write this, my time in this world draws near to an end, leaving behind a longing for what could have been.

Our shared past is one of secrets and whispers, hidden away from the scrutiny of the court. In the clandestine whispers of our love, a beautiful son was born, a testament to our youthful passion and affection. He is the embodiment of our fleeting moments of joy, and he carries within him the blood that binds us.

My days in this realm are numbered, and it pains me deeply to leave our son behind. As a mother, my only plea to you, my beloved Grisha, is to embrace our child with the same fervour with which we once embraced each other. I beseech you not to let the circumstances of his birth cloud your perception of him.

He is your son, borne of our shared love, and he deserves the warmth of your protection and guidance. Please, in the name of the love we once shared, grant our son a place within the kingdom. Let him not be tainted by the stigma of being illegitimate; let your love and grace be his sanctuary.

I entrust his future into your hands, praying that you will watch over him and nurture him as your own. I implore you, do not let our son suffer the ill fate of being marginalised for something beyond his control. He deserves a chance at a life worthy of his lineage.

In my final moments, I find solace in reminiscing about the happiness we shared in our time together. The memories of our love are etched in the fabric of my being, and they shall forever remain the source of my fondest moments.

I bid you farewell, my beloved Grisha. May our son find favour in your heart, and may your love and compassion shield him from the trials of this world. Know that I was at my happiest when we were together and that love will forever endure in my heart.

Yours eternally,

Dina

Grisha’s heart felt heavy, she is dead? He shakes the feeling of as he sees Zeke stare at him. He needs to be strong for his son and his wife who is currently staring at her who is looking down on her envelope. “D-do you wish to open it?” He asks her. She just nods and shakenly opens the envelop addressed to her. 

Your Majesty Queen Carla,

I hope this letter finds you in good health and high spirits. As I write these words, my heart weighs heavy with an immense burden that I am about to place upon your gracious shoulders. Please, I beseech you to hear my plea with an open heart and mind.

In the shadows of the past, a secret was buried, one that I must now unearth before I depart from this world. It is a secret that carries both the weight of love and the burden of responsibility.

I address you with the deepest reverence, fully acknowledging your role as the Queen and wife to King Grisha. It is not without the utmost respect and humility that I convey my earnest request to you.

In the fleeting days of my life, my thoughts are consumed with the welfare of our son. The child borne of a love once shared between King Grisha and myself. I am acutely aware that this revelation may place an unexpected burden upon you, and for that, I offer my sincerest apologies.

My only wish, Queen Carla, is for you to extend your graciousness and compassion to our son. He is innocent, blameless for the circumstances of his birth, and my deepest prayer is for him to live a life of happiness and safety.

I beseech you to consider him as one of your own, to embrace him with the same love and care you extend to your royal children. Allow him to flourish within the warmth and shelter of your heart.

I understand the complexities that such a situation may bring upon your household. Therefore, I solemnly promise that our son, Zeke, will not seek to assert any claim to the throne. His aspirations lie elsewhere, and I implore you to nurture his dreams with the same kindness you bestow upon your own offspring.

Please forgive the weight of this request, Your Majesty. It is made with the purest intentions, solely for the well-being of our son. I entrust his future to your benevolence and grace.

With the deepest gratitude for your understanding and compassion,

Dina

Carla’s tears are dripping on the letter, how could she shun away this young boy. “I promise, I will Dina” she whispers quietly to herself. “Darling, we should take him in and hire him a tutor. H-he can stay in the prince chamber next to the great hall.” Carla suggests. Grisha smiles as he squeezes Carla’s hand. “Would you like that, Zeke?” The blonde boy nods smiling. He looks over at Ksaver that gives him a thumbs up, as they are now closer to the throne than ever. To Zeke’s disappointment did he end up getting a younger half brother. He had love for his brother but envied how attached Grisha was to him and how he is the heir of the throne. Zeke and the Marlian royal court have a secret meeting fiftheen years later about the issue of Eren and the throne. “He is still young, we need to take him out before he is of age.” King Magath suggests. Zeke refuses to take part in killing his brother, but rather suggests that they find a way to make the Eldian court believe that he is unfit for the throne. They never came to an agreement and the Marlian court decides to try and take out Eren and the royal couple behind Zeke’s back while they are going for the annual trip to Stochess. This is still unknown to both Zeke, Eren and the rest of the world. The murder of Carla is what caused the rebelling in Shiganshina as they suspect Zeke taking part of the murders. 

Zeke’s arrival to the palace  caused a divide in the palace. One side you have the “Zekers” they are a minority that believe that Zeke is the rightful heir to the throne as he is the oldest son of Grisha and that the oldest always takes the throne. They also trust in Zeke as he has shown great intelligence. On the other side you have the “Erens” that as you can guess, supports Eren. They believe that he is the heir as Grisha wished for him to success him. Eren is also the glue to keep Shiganshina calm because of ancestry from his maternal side. They also argue that he is the legitimate son of Grisha and has shown great leadership skills after the death of his parents, he is a natural born king. On top of that has his aggressive foreign policy transformed Eldia to the current hegemon of the world. 

“The aftermath of all of this, is what you saw on the tea party” Historia finishes. Both you and Darcy are speechless, is this what’s being going on in the castle. “One thing I don’t understand is, why are they involving Her Majesty?” Darcy asks looking over at you. You nervously swallow as Historia says “Her Majesty is now his Majesty’s strongest trumpet card. The alliance between Eldia and Capri has boomed our economy as Capri is a well respected nation.” You respond with a nod “It’s that why Pieck was acting all weird? It doesn’t explain why she defended me, when E- His Majesty was confronting me.” Historia takes a deep breath, which is scarying you. Her eyes looked as almost. “They, want to turn you against Eren by making you believe that they are your allies.” She finishes. “What about Lady Pieck?” You say gulping heavy, playing with your fingers. You grew fond of Zeke’s wife and after the fiasko of a teaparty you hoped that the two of you could sort of the problems as sisters-in-law. “The Fingers aren’t the highest ranked nobels. Nobel families get their rank up through marriages to the crown. That’s why Lady Leonhart and Lord Arlet are of the highest ranked nobels, since their ancestors married into the Jeager bloodline.” Historia says. You nod as you do the same in Capri. It is a tool that helps making allies in the courts in order to prevent coups. “The Fingers offered Pieck to Eren when they were 12 years old. The Jeager’s refused as they wished to give Eren the freedom to choose a wife of his own. They knew that he would refuse to settle down with someone who were not of his choice. Zeke on the other hand wanted to marry Lady Pieck when She was of age. It’s speculated among the courts that Zeke promised the Fingers that he would make her Queen.” Historia finishes. “Why did he decide to marry a lower ranked nobel, if he wants to be king? Aren’t the odds higher if he married a higher ranked nobel” Daisy asks. “No high ranked nobelman wishes to disgrace his family by marrying their daughter off to some bastard. The Fingers aren’t that well respected snd put their bet on Zeke. It is also speculated that he wished to marry Lady Pieck because of her great intelligence.” Both you and Darcy are speechless. 

“I-I see, thank you for telling us Historia.” You finish. The blonde girl curtsies and excuses herself as she needs to help the others clean up after the teaparty. “Shit, I never imagined that the Eldian royal family was that messy.” Darcy says helping you out of your dress. “Me neither” you sigh feeling a bit tired. 

You are currently sitting in a political meeting with the Eldian royal Court. Eren is sitting on the right end of the table while you are seated at the left and of the very same table. Pixie is reading out the suggestions made by the court as to where the governmental fundings should go. “Better roads in Wall Rose” he says and everyone responds with nods. It was intimidating as you are the only woman in the room, but you had to suck it up since you are there to guarantee that the Eldian court won’t backoff any deals they make with Capri. “Invest money in…orphanages?” Pixies says confused. You wanted to slide down of your seat as you nervously raised your hand. Your underarms are sweating and your cheeks are on fire. Pixies looks at you confused, “Your Majesty I-” Eren is quickly woke up from his boredom as you rose up from your seat. Your legs are shaking but you need to stand your ground, how are you else going to be able to fight for Capri’s rights when you can’t fight for your own ideas. “I believe that we should invest in the orphanages as children are roaming around the kingdom with no place to stay. The current orphanages are overwhelmed and underinvested. How can we neglect the future of this kingdom?” You finishes sitting down, seeing your heart pound from your chest. Pixies looks down in shame, so do the other court members. 

“I believe its an amazing idea.” Your husband grins and nods at Armin. The blonde advisor quickly finds the paper with the overview of the spending allowed for the year. “According to our finances can we afford this as we profited a lot from the war with Neglanian Empire.” He says giving you an assuring nod. You smile at the two men before looking around at the Court men “Are there any objections?” All the men shakes their heads, which brings calmness to your heart as you were able to keep your promise to Beatrice. As the meeting is wraps up and all the men leaves you stop Eren. “Thank you for helping me out there.” You say chuckling. “Don’t thank me, it was all you. The idea of investing in the orphanage was a good idea. You are like the mother of the nation.” He smiles. A familiar burning sensation reaches your cheeks and you take a deep breath to calm yourself down a bit. “Well, that makes you the father of the nation…huh.” You teasingly say elbowing his arm. His cheeks turns pink, he wanted to respond but is called by Armin. “I have to go love, I have a lot of boring paperwork to finish up. I’ll see you tonight.” He says lifting your cheek to give you a peck on the lips. If he knew that this was the last time he’d kiss you in a while, he’d make it last forever. As he leaves you feel someone standing behind you. You turn around to see a maid curtsying “Sorry for the disturbance, your Majesty. Lady Pieck sent me.” She says giving you an envelope. “Thank you” You say nervously and walks to your chamber. In there is Historia making your bed. “H-Historia?” The blonde girl drops the bedsheets on the bed and comes rushing. “I got this letter from Lady Pieck.” You show her the envelop addressed to you. She swallows heavy while looking at the letter. Your fingers shake as you open the envelop and you read out loud. 

My Dearest Queen Y/n,

I hope this letter finds you in good health and spirits. I write to you today with a humble heart and a sincere desire for reconciliation and understanding between us.

I must express my deepest regrets for the chaos I inadvertently caused at the recent tea party. My words and actions may have caused discomfort, and for that, I am profoundly sorry. Criticizing King Eren's ruling method was impulsive and inappropriate, and I deeply regret any offense it may have caused you or your esteemed guests.

In light of this, I extend an earnest invitation for tea at my chambers this evening. It would be an honor to host you, to share apologies, and to bridge the gap that may have arisen between us. I hope this gesture will serve as a humble attempt to mend our relationship and set aside any differences we might have.

As sister-in-laws, I believe it is essential for us to foster mutual respect and understanding. I value your wisdom and grace and hold a sincere desire to establish an amicable relationship between our families.

I eagerly await your gracious response and hope for the opportunity to extend my apologies in person.

With the utmost respect and sincerity,

Lady Pieck

Historia rushes to find you a dress the second you finish reading out the letter. “You must go Your Majesty, Zeke and Pieck view you as an innocent third party in this saga. If you decline, they’ll know who’s side you are on and with this you might get valuable information from Pieck.” You slowly nod as you feel an uncomfortable knot in your stomach. You know Historia is right, in order to help Eren you need to get on Lady Pieck’s good side and try to suck out any information from her. You nervously twist on the gold ring Eren gifted you on his proposal. Historia pulls out a beautiful baby blue dress with white flowers on it. You tilt your head in confusion as Historia seemed nervous. “Y-your Majesty, do you wish to wear this dress? Forget it I can find you something else I-” You place your hand on her shoulder “It’s beautiful, I really want to wear it.” You smile. Historia’s cheeks turns red as she says “R-really?? I made it myself”. You look at the dress, the white flowered details are amazing “Oh, wow Historia. You are really gifted, I’m honored and grateful that you made me this dress.” You touch the soft fabric, and feel an exitement brewing. Historia curtsies as a sign of gratitude as she picks up a white laced bow tie and gently grabs a couple of braids from the front and  ties it on the back of your head. “There, let’s get you in this dress” She says excitedly. You make a little twirl to show your dress to Historia with a big smile. Your smile slowly fades as you remember your teaparty with Pieck. Historia must have noticed your nervousness as she says “If you want, I can come with you? I can help out cleaning after the teaparty.” She gives you a warm and assuring smile. Historia is too kind, she has really been your support system through out your stay in Eldia besides of course Darcy and Mikasa. 

Historia squeezes your hand as comfort when the doors of Pieck’s chamber opens. You were stunned her chamber had distinctive dark aesthetic. The walls are draped in luxurious dark velvet curtains, deep shades of navy or burgundy, which gracefully frame tall arched windows. The windows allow thin streams of soft, muted light to filter into the room, casting an enchanting glow that enhances the chamber's ambiance. A grand mahogany writing desk stands prominently against one wall, adorned with intricate carvings and embellishments, a testament to craftsmanship. The desk is accompanied by an ornate high-backed chair, upholstered in a rich velvet fabric matching the curtains.A collection of old books lines one side of the chamber, filled with leather-bound volumes and ancient tomes. In the middle you see the table itself is an exquisite piece crafted from polished dark wood, with intricate carvings and embellishments along its edges. Adorned with an ornate tablecloth in deep shades of broqn, it drapes gracefully over the table's surface, adding a regal touch. At the center of the table sits a magnificent centerpiece, a bouquet of velvety dark roses interspersed with delicate black orchids, carefully arranged in an intricately designed silver vase. Each place setting is meticulously arranged with fine porcelain dinnerware, elegantly accented with delicate silver trim. The dinner plates, edged with a subtle floral pattern, are complemented by polished silver cutlery arranged on either side. A selection of treats are arranged beautifully on a silver serving tray at her place setting. Delicacies such as exquisite pastries, dainty finger sandwiches. 

You could tell that she really planned this through. Pieck stands up at your arrival “Thank you for accepting my invite Your Majesty” she says while curstying elegantly. You are stunned by her grace, no wonder Zeke choice her as his wife. “Thank you for inviting me.” You say short with a nervous smile. Historia rushes over to stand next to Sasha and the other helpers as soon as she helps you settle down. Sasha gives Historia a nervous but the blonde responds with a reassuring albowing on her arm to indicate that you won’t fall for Piecks plan. However, that did not reassure Sasha at all as she is aware of what is awaiting.

 One of the maids pours you some tea and you give her a small thank you as you take a sip. A single tear falls from your eyes as you realise what type of tea it is. “I got Darcy to bring me some after her visit in Capri, I have heard that you Caprians take pride in your herbs.” Pieck says with a smile. “This tea is Johan’s favorite. I used to force him to drink tea with me back when I still used to live in Capri. He used to hesitate because he felt that it was “unmannly” but he always gave in. I used to offer him all the herbal teas I could get my  hands on but he always loved drinking the hibiscus tea, which was the first tea I ever offered him.” You sniff with a smile. Pieck became very invested in your little story. “Who is this Johan? A Lord?” She smiles. You shake your head “No, he was my knight.” Pieck takes a sip to hide her mischievous smile. “You knight, as in your royal knight?” You nod starring down at the tea’s beautiful dark red color. 

Historia’s eyes widen as she quickly remember seeing you emotionally hugging a tall blonde knight right while cleaning after the wedding ceremony. She also remember seeing Eren starring intensely at the two of you. Now it hit her, she remember cleaning up cigarette buts in the hall way and there is only one person she knows that would throw cigarette buts inside. “Were you in love with him?” Pieck asks with an innocent smile. The tea you swallowed ended up in your air pipe and grab the brown napkin covering your mouth as you cough intensely. “No” you rasp out as you take the same napkin to dry your tears. “Come on Your Majesty. I know that it is prohibit for us nobel women to be with someone with a title, but they can stop us from innocently loving them. We are practically sister, your secrets are always safe with me.” She is right and you did have a small crush on Johan when you were kids. He was funny, charming, brave, protective and the only person that saw you for you, no title, just you. “I-I used to have a small crush on him when we were kids.” You say low, not revealing that they are some unexplored feelings left. “That’s very cute…now, let me tell you my little secret. I believe that as your sister, you must know the truth.” She could read the panic in your eyes as she makes an apologetic face. Pieck actually felt bad for you, as you were clueless on what has been going on in the palace. She takes a deep breath and what she told you would change your world from now on. “Your Majesty!” Historia shouts as you drop the tea cup on the floor. “T-thank you for having me.” You curtsy quickly before rushing out of the room. 

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Diaboli's Angelus

Chapter: 7

Length: 7.1k

Authors note: Heeey it's me again, ehm...I'm just gonna drop this like I didn't disappear for months.

Tag: @okaystopwhore

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It's been a whole month since the whole leaving the castle incident. Has your relationship grown stronger. One noticeable thing is the fact that the two of you used to fall asleep right after sex. Eren would cuddle you in silence with a few kisses here and there until the two of you would fall asleep. The conversation you had with Eren must have made him able to open up more to you. The two of you would stay up after sex and just talk all night. It could be any topic, from his dreams and aspirations for Eldia to how his mother always scolded him for never listening. Each night, the two of you would fall more and more for each other. You used to be the type of person that would look forward to the day, but that has changed. Right now, it's nighttime with Eren, which is what you look forward to. Nights like these make you forget that the marriage was arranged and that the two of you married out of love, like from the stories your mother read you as a child.

"Eren?" You say, playing with the corner of your pillow. "Yes, love?" You take a deep breath and turn around, not to face Eren. He looks at you, baffled but also concerned. "I-I am not with child yet, and I've been your wife for 6 months now." Eren gently turns your head with his fingers to make you face him. "And?" Eren says softly, reaching to hold your hand and stroking your palm with his hand. "I don't know…Catherine is already with child…While I'm…not. I'm happy for her but can't stop thinking if something is wrong wi…" You could not continue that sentence as Eren's eyes widened in shock. "Don't start. You are perfectly fine, and what if Catherine is with child? Don't put yourself down just because you aren't pregnant yet. For all we might know, I might be the problem," Eren yawns at the last part. You roll over and lie your head on his left chest, trying to tone down the noises in your head with the sound of his heartbeat. Don't get me wrong, you are happy for Catherine. In fact, you shed tears when you received the letter. Eren believed that someone had passed away with the amount of tears flowing out of you. However, you can't help but feel a bit insecure as you are still not bearing Eren an heir.

What does the Eldian Court think? The Eldian people? They are all waiting for you to give them an heir, a new King. If you cannot produce a child for Eldia, let alone give Eren a son, what will your position in the Royal Court be? How can Capri be protected after you die if there is no link between the two nations? All those thoughts make your stomach hurt. Eren gives you a quick peck on your temple, saying, " I love you. Don't you worry about it." After a while, you could hear Eren snoring. You, on the other hand, could not sleep with your anxiety sitting on your chest. 

You wake up from what you can call a quick nap by Eren carefully moving from the bed to the bathroom. "Morning, I tried not to wake you up" He says chuckling. "Good morning," you respond, jawning and slamming your head on the pillow. "Did you sleep well?" He asks concerned. You respond with a thumbs up, with your face still on the pillow. Eren sits on the bed, which causes you to lift your head up. He is not sure what will make you feel better. Yes, Catherine is with child, and he understands the pressure you feel on your shoulder to give him an heir. "You know, I don't care how long it takes…hell, even if we get a child. I'm just happy you are the first thing I see waking up." He whispers, speaking from the heart. You lean your forehead on his shoulder. "What if I lose my position as Queen because of this?" You whimper, the lack of sleep has caught up with you. "Then they'll lose their King" Eren says, stroking your back. "Are you willing to give up your title for me?" You laugh a bit in shock. "I just want to be with you. In any title, except your ex-husband." He gives you a boyish grin. 

You both turn your heads to the door as Daisy walks in causally. The two of you have known each other for what felt like an eternity. Sometimes, you forget that you were her princess and now her Queen. In Capri, did you and your maids have a causal relationship since they were, after all, like your family. Walking in without knocking is expected in your previous home, but not in Eldia. Daisy's eyes widened as they fell upon an unexpected sight. There stood the King, a presence she wasn't prepared for. A soft gasp escaped her lips, and she immediately stepped back, her cheeks flushed with surprise. "I... I'm so sorry, Your Majesty," Daisy stammered, her heart racing. She lowered her gaze, a mix of embarrassment and respect washing over her.

On the other hand, Eren is surprised at her audacity and slightly annoyed. He shifts his gaze at you, and you can feel the tension rising. You take Eren's hand gently and whisper, "I'm so sorry, she is here to braid my hair. I know she should've knocked. I'll talk to her about it." Eren takes a deep breath in before saying, "She should know that you are her Queen." He sighs, but he also understands the bond you share. He knew from conversations he had with you that Daisy was more than just a servant; she was a close friend, someone you trust deeply. However, he can't help feeling anxious that she might take advantage of your friendship. He wishes that the two of you had a more professional relationship. However, he suppresses his annoyance and nods slightly to acknowledge Daisy's apology. He offered a curt but controlled smile, attempting to reassure her that he understood. Daisy breathed out in relief, fearing that he might serve her head for dinner. You give Eren a quick kiss before sending him off. "Oh, before I leave. I heard from Armin that you are planning a tea party with the Ladies of Eldia." You freeze as you have yet to really discuss it with Eren. You remember noticing a bit of tension between Lady Pieck and Lord Armin, but you brushed off the thoughts to mind your own business.

You can't help but wonder if Eren disapproves of Lady Pieck, and if so, why? "Y–yes" You almost whisper. "Well, I think it's a great idea. I'll have Sasha, Historia, Mikasa and Daisy stationed there to help out." He turns his gaze at Daisy, to which she responds with a curtsy. "But Eren, why would I need that many maids for a small tea party." You say, confused. "I want you to get as much help as possible." He says, kissing your forehead. In reality, Eren is suspicious of Pieck and wants as many people he trusts to protect him. "Okay," you whisper while closing your eyes, taking in the kiss. When he left, you turned around to Daisy, who was already setting up the products and the hair.

 "You don't have to say anything. I already know." Daisy says, oiling the extension. You nod and sit down on the chair. Daisy talks about the gossip she hears from the other maids around the Kingdom. You enjoyed the stories she told you until she landed on the newest royal scandal. "Apparently, a lower-rank Lord impregnate a shepherd's daughter. The family of the Lord paid the shepherd to relocate the daughter until further notice." The story reminds you of your own issues and how badly you wish that you were pregnant. "Your Majesty?" Daisy stops her braiding, noticing a tear rolling down your left eye.

"Hey, what's wrong?" She says in shock. You wake up from your thoughts and wipe the tear away. "I-I have been married to Eren for months without any sign of me being pregnant. What if I'm one of the cursed women?" Daisy grabs your hands. "Hey, hey, don't say nonsense like that; you aren't cursed. When I am done braiding you, I can bring you some berries and teas from the herb shop. I have heard that they make you more fertile." You nod as she leans in for a hug. "Don't you worry. I am pretty sure you'll get pregnant before you know of it." She whispers in your ears. However, you couldn't help but feel your eyes sting and your nose run. You hold on to Daisy as hulks keep escaping your mouth. 

Due to your curiosity and wish to explore Eldia, Eren has granted you the freedom to leave the castle walls on one condition. He has to join in order to protect you from any harm. You could agree with this, as the Eldian people must miss Eren badly. The sun shone bright and warm as the royal fleet set sail from the harbour of the Kingdom. The clear waters glistened under the sunlight, creating a picturesque view that left you feeling both excited and anxious about the journey ahead as it marked Eren's first time visiting Stochess in four years. You look over to see your husband looking around at the beautiful green fjords and the fantastic view like a curious child. Eldia must have changed since he last took the float, you thought to yourself. How will he react to visiting Stochess for the first time since the tragedy? The thought of your husband losing it caused your heart to beat fast. "Eldia is very beautiful," You say to distract yourself. "It indeed is. I have totally forgotten the pride Eldians take in our nature." He says proudly. Eren leans over and holds both of your hands, causing goosebumps up to your hands. You close your eyes knowing what's coming next, but are disrupted by a loud animal-like sound causing you to jump.

 "No sleeping during shift, brat", says Levi, pinching Connie's nose, causing him to choke and fall off the chair backwards. You can hear Jean and Marco laugh "Not funny guys!" Connie says as he gets up. The room, however, was silenced as Levi gave the two soldiers a death stare. Eren has brought with him a group of his most trusted and skilled soldiers: Levi, Marco, Jean, Connie, Reiner, and Berthold. You remember the discussion the two of you had regarding this. "Eren, we don't need all of them to come. What if we only bring Reiner and Jean?" Eren insisted first to bring ten of Eldia's top soldiers.

"No, if you want to cut the number of soldiers, then I will decrease them by four, but Levi is then coming." You sigh. "I understand your concern, but having too many soldiers will make it hard for us to connect with the citizens. It will create a sense of intimidation and unease among the people we are meant to connect with." Eren however seemed determined. "My love, I wouldn't feel at ease if I thought something might happen to you. Their presence is just a precaution, nothing else." Your heart sank as you realised that pushing the matter would only lead to an argument. You lower your head and let out a deep sigh. "Alright, Eren. I understand." The King's gaze softened as he took a step closer to you. He could feel his heart fluttering in his chest as he reached out to you. He carefully cups your cheeks and stroks your soft skin with his rough thumbs. "Thank you for understanding, my love," he whispered, his voice filled with warmth and affection. "I promise everything will go smoothly, and the people will enjoy the visit." You look up at him, your eyes meeting his deep, beautiful green gaze. "Why?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper. "Because you are visiting them," he replies, a small smile plants itself on his lips. "And anyone lucky enough to be around you would enjoy your company." With those words, he leans in and brushes his lips against your forehead, savouring the sweet scent of cocoa butter on your hair. At that moment, he knew he was the luckiest man in the world to have you by his side for this journey.

Stitches came into view, and the your anxiety grew. How would the people react to their visit, and more importantly how the interaction between the people and Eren go? You wake up from your thoughts as the royal fleet docked at the port, and the soldiers are the first to exit the fleet to secure the area. The port is quickly filled with people excited to see you again. "Good Gods, our Queen is here to revisit us." You can hear one say. "Is she as beautiful as the town's rumors claims?" another says, quickly responding, "She is as beautiful as an angel handmade by the Gods themselves." You feel your face burn and turn to see Eren smile proudly. "They got the last part damn right" He says kissing your hand. "I'm happy that they are fond of you, love." He says, looking a bit sad. "Is it pathetic that I envy you a bit? They haven't seen me in four years. I…I don't know how they will receive me once we get out." You grab his hand with both your hands "They will love you, as you are their King. You symbolise hope and strength to Eldia; they would love to see you." You lift his hand and lean your cheek on it. Eren's heart eased a bit. 

 Levi arrives to give the two of you a green light. "Berthold and Reiner are stationed a couple of meters north, Jean in East and Connie West. Marco will be in your South while I will be the only one to come with you as you requested, Eren." Levi says. "Why are they stationed meters away, I thought all of them were coming with us?" You ask confused "too many soldiers will make it hard for us to connect with the citizens. It will create a sense of intimidation and unease among the people we are meant to connect with." Eren says, trying to imitate you. "Hey, I don't sound like that!" You laugh, hitting him playfully on the arm. Levi stretches out a hand to help you out of the fleet. You grasp his hand on one hand while lifting your dress with another to not trip. As you get up, you give a wave to the cheering crowd. "Eren, you ready?" You ask, causing the cheering to die down. "H-His Majesty is here?" An old lady says it looked like her eyes were about to pop out. Eren takes a deep breath, remembering why he joined you in the first place. "Missing me already, my love" He responds cocky to hide his nervousness. He jumps up and links his arms with yours. Eren feels his heart pound out of his chest, and his palms sweat. Eren, thanks the Gods that you aren't holding his hand. To Eren's surprise, the crowd cheered even louder than before. The old lady is wiping away tears flowing down her cheeks and walks up to the two of you. She tries to curtsy with her shaken legs, but you let go of Eren to help her stand up. "No need for that" You say with a smile giving Eren butterflies in his stomach. "You are too kind, Your Majesty" She says cupping your left cheek. "May the Gods bless our Kingdom with your heirs" She prays as you both close your eyes. "May I?" She asks, you nod and make way for her to see Eren. Tears are streaming down her face as she cups both Eren's cheeks, causing him to freeze. "How handsome you have turned, Your Majesty" She says with a smile. Eren could feel his eyes sting, her hands felt warm. He has not felt this pure warmth since…his mother. "And how beautiful and kind your wife is like…like…" 

"An angel" Eren finishes looking at you playing with some kids. The lady gives Eren a bit of a push, indicating that he should join you. "The coins are in your left hand" The young brown-eyed boy says confidently. You open your hand and pour the coins into his hand. "Good job" You say smiling. "Yay, now can I buy you the doll you wanted!" He says to the little girl that resembles him. Her eyes lit up, and she grabbed her brother's hand. "Thank you!" She hugs him and curtsy for you. They are so adorable, you think to yourself, reminding you of your relationship with your older brother. You jump a bit as you feel a arm snake around your waist "I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but I hate sharing my wive's attention with other men." Eren tells the young boy while leaning his chin on your shoulder. "I'll marry her one day!" He says, causing your cheeks to burn. "I guess we'll have to duel for her affection, when that time comes" Eren says ruffing his hair. "I'll train for that day!" The boy says, grabbing his sister and disappearing into the crowd. "Let me see your other hand, love", He whispers in your ear, causing a familiar heat between your legs. You open your other hand just to see the same amount of gold coins on your palm. He doesn't say anything other than kissing your cheek, causing the people to cheer.

 "I know adorable, now make way for the royal couple!" Levi says waving at the crowd immediately splitting the crowd in half. Levi must be quite known in the Kingdom for it to happen that quick. "Eren, I need to take you to the cutest candy shop in Stochess." You say, dragging your husband away. Levi is left smirking at your silliness before casually walking after the two of you. "Oh, here it is!" You need some clarification. The shop has gotten bigger since the last time you visited with Reiner. 

Levi opens the door and the first person you spot is James, the shop has gotten busier since last time you visited. He comes running and bows "You Majesty" He says kissing your hand, Eren gritts his teeth. "Who is the gentleman accompanying you?" He asks. Eren snakes his hand around your waist again, but this time, he kisses your cheek. You feel your heart skip a beat while James is stunned before quickly getting on one knee. "King Eren, my apologies, your Majesty, I didn't recognise you." Eren doesn't blame him; he must be around the same age as him, and he technically disappeared for four whole years. "Father! Father! The Queen has paid us a visit with K-King Eren!" He shouts. The old shop owner comes running from the till not believing his ears. King Eren is here in his shop? He hasn't seen the King since he was a young prince. 

The old man bows for the both of you "Welcome Your Majesties." He says. "Your shop has gotten larger and busier since the last time I visited." You speak with a smile. "That's all thanks to you, Your Majesty. When you walked around with the candy bag after the first visit, it accidentally promoted the shop and has boomed ever since. It also helped me pay for my wife's medical treatment," He says, drying his tears as he calls for her to come. She picks up her dress and rushes over to her husband's side "K-King Eren" She curtsies "And this is is…" She rushes over and grabs your hands "Thank you, for everything you have done for us" She says lifing your hands and putting her forehead on it while hulking. Her husband strokes her back while also crying. You start sniffing, but everything is disrupted by Eren's coughing. He didn't mean to be insensitive but his heart cannot deal with seeing you cry and he doesn't want his subjects seeing their King sob.

 The lady lifts her head. "Your Majesties, feel free to take as much candy as your heart desires. It's on the house!" She says. Levi grabs a large bag as you link your arm with Eren's. "You have to try this one Eren! It's my favorite," You point as Levi scops your favorite candy twice in the bag. Eren chuckles. He thinks you must have a sweet tooth, trying to memorise all the candies you seem to love. Your eyes are beautiful and youthful like a little child, it's adorable in Eren's eyes. By the time you are done, the bag is too full to be closed. Eren nods at Levi, who drops a big bag filled with gold coins. "No, Your Majesties, it's on the house." The elderly man tries to resist, but Levi turns him down. "Just take it, old man, it's treachery to go against the King." The shop owner bows and thanks the two of you. 

You start walking until you spot a secluded garden. Eren notices that you have let his hand go and that you are sprinting and he automatically charges after you with Levi right behind him. "Look at this garden Eren!" You say almost jumping. An elderly lady comes greeting the two of you. "It's a love garden for young couples to take private walks." You look up to Eren and grab his hand "Do you want to take a walk?" He whispers in your ear. You nod and drag Eren, impatient with you, but the two of you are met with an annoyed Levi holding his hand out as a stop sign. I need to inspect the area before letting the two of you strolling around. "You are not joining us?" You ask, tilting your head a bit to the left. "I'm not spending a second walking behind two lovesick brats." He says with a straight face, which makes you giggle. "Alright Levi, be quick." Eren says squeezing your hand. The two of you enter the garden as soon as Levi comes back with a green light. "They are a beautiful couple" The elderly lady says drinking water from her bottle. "The King and Queen indeed are", Levi responds, causing the lady to choke on the water. 

 "Look at all these flowers Eren." You squat to have a better look at the colourful tulips. Looking at the flowers, Eren squats next to you, bringing him a familiar warm feeling in his chest. His mother used to love planting and admiring flowers, which is why his father made her the garden. Eren gets up and points at the bench on top of a hill surrounded by flowers. You look up and your eyes widen in awe. Your hand is quickly grabbed by Eren as he leads the way towards the hill, he stops right at the bottom at the hill. "Let's race to the top!" He shouts as he charges to the top. "That's cheating!" you say, removing your shoes and lifting your dress. You chase after him, giggling as you can feel your breath come in rapid, measured bursts, synchronising with the rhythmic beat of your feet hitting the ground. Each inhale is a gasp of the cool, crisp air. You look ahead and see Eren sprint, which makes you speed up your pace. If you weren't forced in a dress, you could have definitively beaten him. Eren turns his head and sees you catching up on him, causing him to grin before speeding up even more. Your heart is pounding, and the adrenaline is dancing through your veins. The wind is blowing, sending shivers down your spine. "I won!" Eren shouts from the hilltop, sitting on the bench. 

You speed your way to the top, having to catch your breath. As you walk towards the space next to Eren, he pats his lap, and you sit down on his lap, leaning the back of your head on his shoulder. "What do I get for winning the race?" You rise up and turn to face him "You cheated." You say pouting. "No, I was just fast" He says proudly, with a boyish grin. "Alright, what do you want?" He hums for a while before sliding his hand up your dress. You stop his hand by lightly tapping it "Eren, do you always think about sex?" You say, rolling your eyes. "No" He says sliding his hand up to your underwear line and slowly sliding it off. Eren pushes your braids behind your ears and kisses your collarbone and neck. "I think about you all the time", he whispers, drawing a circle slowly around your clitoris. "E-Eren, we are in public" You moan. "It's fine, no one is here." He whispers. You keep your eye contact as he teases you until your clitoris becomes swollen. His fingers swirls around your wetness before bringing them to your clit, encircling it while applying gentle pressure. Eren gently kisses you while you moan in his mouth. You can feel his cock harden under you as he slides two fingers inside you while his thumb massages your clit. He unbuttons the top of your dress, freeing your boobs. The cool air hardens your nipples. Eren groans as he takes a nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking. You never lose eye contact as you watch him hum in contentment as he flicks your nipple in his mouth. You arch your back slightly as you feel your orgasm building up. Eren has turned you into a moaning mess, and you can't barely think. You grab Eren's bun as the orgasm runs through you.

 Eren kisses you and sits you down on the bench while you catch your breath. He gets on his knees in front of you, and you close the tiny space between your legs. Eren lies his cheek on your knee and strokes your upper thigh with one hand. "Open your legs for me" He says, looking directly in your eyes. "B-But Eren, we don't have time. People might show up." He spreads your legs, placing one leg on his shoulder. "I'll be quick, I promise…You are so beautiful." He whispers, looking at your dripping cunt before disappearing under your dress. His lips brushed against the side of your inner thighs, his invincible beard stub scratching the soft skin as he peppers kisses all around until he shoves his face into your cunt, licking from your home to your clit. Your back arches, and you moan, gripping the bench's armrest for some support, and throwing your head back. Eren moans right into your cunt, he starts speeding his tongue causing you to grind your hips on his face, gripping his bun to pull him closer. You can feel the stubs on his face rubbing against your pussy while he sucks your clit. Your moans intensify as you can feel your second climax realising. "I told you, I'd be quick" Eren says with his face wet from you. 

He stands up and lifts your dress over your head, leaving you completely naked. "We cannot leave any dirt on your beautiful dress, love." He says, laying it on the empty spot next to you. You grab his head and kiss him sloppy while he picks you up and lies you on the grass. He hovers above you, and you can't help but admire his beauty. The sun lights up his green eyes as he looks at you with pure lust. You hear the rustling of his belt, and pants sliding of his legs as he kicks it off him. He takes some of the remaining cum from your cunt and rubs it on his arching cock. Eren runs the head through your soaking folds before lining up with your entrance. "F-Fuck, you are so beautiful. Such an obedient, beautiful wife you are." He grunts as he enters you. Eren fucks the air out of your body as his life is on the line, his cock throbbing inside you, and the sound of his skin slapping against your skin mixed with your moans filling the area.

Eren's thrusts started to falter. He became sloppier as he chases his own release and you are right behind him, feeling the pressure around your body finally explode. You came around his cock, clenching around him with a licentious moan. He came right after you, filling you with his seeds, grunting raspily. "Such a good wife" He says kissing your sweaty forehead before pulling himself out. Eren finds his white handkerchief and wipes you first with it before wiping himself. He then proceeds with picking you up and sits down on the bench with you on his lap. You are fast to grab your dress as you can feel goosebumps spreading through your skin like wildfire.

 Behind the two of you is a camellia tree, which brings you flashbacks from when you were stargazing with Eren during the royal ball. "Eren, do you remember…" He plucks a red camellia and places it behind your ear. You lean in and give him a passionate kiss. He is too good to be true you think for yourself. "Oh Eren, you need to try the candy I picked" you say grabbing the bag that has been abandoned on the bench since you. "Okay, close your eyes and tell me what you rate them from 1 being the lowest to 5 being the highest." Eren chuckles "Don't poison me" He says closing his eyes. "I can't promise anything; being Eldia's only ruler is tempting." You say, causing him to pinch your cheekbone in retaliation. "Try this one." You pick out a sour strawberry and pop it into Eren's mouth. "Mmmh, I'll give it a 5." He says opening his eyes to see what you gave him. "Are you into sour candy, Eren?" You ask, popping one into your own mouth. "I was as a kid, I guess I haven't outgrown it." He laughs. "Close your eyes again", You say, laying a liquorice on his tongue. The grimace he makes causes you to laugh so hard that tears start rolling down your eyes. "That was disgusting, what was that?" You show him the liquorice while trying to control your laughter. The two of you try the candy until there is no more new to try. 

You lean the back of your head on his shoulder, admiring the sky painted with pink clouds. "How are you finding the Attack on Titan book you started on last week?" He asks, massaging his thumbs in a circular motion on your stomach. "It's so far quite captivating but extremely sad." You respond too comfortable to turn around to face your husband. "Eren?" He hums in response, "I never got to ask you at the ball, what are your dreams?" You finally turn around to look him in the eyes. "To the the freest man alive." He smiles softly.

"Aren't you already that, as king?" You ask, tilting your head slightly to the left. "I'm freer than most men, but I'm not the freest." He responds. "I see" You say turning around again. "How is the arrangement of the tea party going?" He asks. "It's going fine. Historia and Mikasa have been amazing with arranging it. I hope it's going to be a success." You are a bit nervous as it is in a few days, and it is the first time you'd host a tea party in Eldia. You have already met the ladies one by one, so lucky it won't be as awkward. "I'm pretty sure it will go well," He says kissing your cheek. The two of you sit silently, enjoying the sunset and each other's company. 

Today is the day of the tea party, and Darcy is helping you tighten the corset of your golden dress. "I don't understand why Eldian women hate breathing." You breathe out as Darcy uses all her power to tighten it. Teaparty in Eldia among Ladies and royal members is viewed as a formal party, which explains why you are suffocating in that dress. "Done!" Darcy shouts out of breath. She hands you your matching gold fan as the two of you walk into the dining hall. 

As preparations for the royal tea party ended, the grand dining hall was completely transformed. The long, polished wooden tables were adorned with intricate lace tablecloths that stretched across the room. Colourful banners with the royal Eldian crest billowed gently above. In shades of blue and green, the banners danced at the edges with the soft afternoon light. The tables are decorated with a profusion of fresh flowers. Each centrepiece was a work of art, with bouquets of roses, lilies, and delicate baby's breath arranged in ornate vases. The vibrant blooms added a burst of colour to the otherwise muted palette, reflecting the regality of the occasion. The table settings were impeccable, with glistening silverware, delicate porcelain teacups, and saucers in perfect symmetry. Each teacup sat atop a fine china plate while gleaming silver spoons awaited the stirring of sugar and cream. The food presented on the table is to drole off. An array of finger sandwiches adorned one end of the table. Cucumber, salmon, and egg salad varieties are all elegantly displayed. In the centre of the table, tiered cake stands showcased an assortment of pastries and scones. Flaky, buttery scones are served with clotted cream and fruit preserves. Petite éclairs and dainty cream puffs were garnished with edible gold leaf, adding an air of extravagance to the tea party. A platter of fresh fruit, including ripe strawberries and succulent grapes, added a refreshing touch to the spread. The pièce de résistance, a towering three-tiered cake adorned with intricate icing, sat at the head of the table. It has layers of sponge and cream, which were a work of culinary art, awaiting the ceremonial cutting that would conclude the royal tea party. 

"Wow," Darcy says as you enter the hall. The two of you are stunned. You were used to hosting tea parties in Capri, but they were smaller and less elegant than this one. You see Historia touching up on the flowers. At the same time, Mikasa, dressed in a beautiful red gown, directs the servants on how to place the food on the table. "This is amazing, Mikasa. You didn't have to go all out." You say gratefully. She curtsies and responds, "This is your first tea party, Your Majesty. We wanted to make it as beautiful as possible as ordered by the King." You smile, making a mental note to thank Eren after this. "Mikasa, have a seat. You are probably exhausted after all this." You say as Darcy pulls out a chair for her. "Thank you." She says gracefully as she sits down. 

The ladies of Eldia soon arrive, with each of them greeting you before sitting down. Mikasa and Pieck sit on each side of you while the rest are scattered around the table. "Welcome to my first Eldian tea party, and thank you for coming on such short notice." You say, smiling. The servants pour teas in your cups. You can't help but notice how Lady Ymir brushes her fingers gently over Historia's hand, causing the blonde to blush. "How are you settling in Eldia, Your Majesty?" Lady Leonhart asks with a small but genuine smile. "I like it so far. The Eldian people have been so welcoming, and so has the Royal court". You say, taking a bite of your scone.

"What about His Majesty? He seems very fond of you." Ymir adds. The whole table looks intensively at you, making you a bit nervous. "I-I mean, he is kind, and we strongly love each other." You answer, hoping it is the correct answer. The ladies breathe out in relief except for Lady Finger. "But don't you think Eren is too aggressive sometimes?" You snap your head at the raven-coloured woman. "Besides that one time, I haven't really experienced him being aggressive towards me." You whisper the last part as you don't want to remember that embarrassing moment. "I mean, he humiliated you…" She couldn't finish that sentence as Mikasa cut her. "They made up, Lady Finger. He was only aggressive as a sign of his care and love for her." Mikasa looked angry, which made you anxious but primarily confused. "Eren has not only shown aggression towards our beloved Queen but also in our foreign policies." Pieck finishes. "Lady Finger, what are you…" Mikasa's anger is fueled as Pieck continues, "You are big-mouthed for being a lower-rank lady."

"Lady Pieck, say not such a thing! Lady Ackerman is my right-hand lady, one of the most, if not the most, important ladies in the Court." You say to defend Mikasa as you can see her crumble in embarrassment at Pieck's statement. However, the rest of the ladies nod in agreement and in support of Mikasa. "Lady Finger, I…" but you are cut as Pieck says "Don't you think that it is weird that Lady Ackerman here is awfully close with the King?" You look at Pieck confused while Mikasa looks at her with a stare that screams tell her, and you are dead. "Lady Ackerman and His Majesty are childhood friends alongside Lord Arlet. I'm not surprised that they are very close." You smile, trying to ease up the tension in the room. Mikasa responds with an approving nod and a warm smile, happy you are oblivious to her history with Eren.

 "Lady Pieck, maybe you should worry about your own marriage. Especially with the rumours going around." Lady Leonhart says as she takes a sip of her tea. Annie is not the type to care as much about drama in the Court, but she recalls what Armin told her: "Lady Pieck is trying to turn Her Majesty against Eren. Protect her mind at all cost." Pieck snorts, and it all breaks out into a whole argument among the ladies. What is going on? That is all you can think as you notice Darcy and Historia giving you apologetic eyes. You have to ask them after the tea party. "All I am saying is that His Majesty is too…" Pieck stops as she realises what is about to slip out of her mouth. "Careful, Lady Pieck. You don't want to be arrested for treason." Lady Ymir smirks while throwing a grape into her mouth. This is not how you wished your first tea party as Queen of Eldia would go. You can feel your eyes sting, and your heart almost jumps out of your chest. "If you ladies have me excused." You say short, sniffing your nose as you stand up and rush out of the dining hall. The women look angry at Lady Pieck. "Great, you managed to do something worse than insulting the King…upsetting his precious wife." Lady Ymir finishes turning around to Darcy and Historia, hinting at them to follow you. 

You lift your dress and rush to your chamber, trying to hold your tears. How could you fail to arrange a civil tea party? What would Eren think? You let out a "umph" as you collided with a tall frame holding you. "Hey there, how did the tea party go?" asks the last person you wanted to see. “Ehm Eren…I…” You take a deep breath to put on your brave face, but your tears fail you. "Hey, hey, what's wrong? What happened?" He whispers, drying your tears with his thumb; his eyes are wide and filled with concern. You escape his grip, rush to your chamber, and jump on your bed, slamming your face on the pillow. The door opens, and you can feel the familiar strong arms stroking your hair softly.

Since your braids are a couple of weeks old, you don't mind him touching them. Eren learned the hard way when to not touch your hair. The only response he got was sniffing from you. So he crawls over you and lays himself on top of you, peppering your neck with kisses. You burst out in laughter as it tickles, and you turn around on your stomach, facing Eren. He wipes away the last tears of your face and gives you a hug. "Want to talk about what happened at the teapot?" He whispers directly in your ears and lays his chin on your shoulder, which spreads goosebumps all over your body.

"I really wanted it to be perfect. The conversations started well, and suddenly, they all started to argue. As their Queen, I am responsible for ensuring the Ladies of the Court get along, and I failed. I couldn't succeed in the simplest task as Queen…I can't help but feel like such a failure." While still holding you, Eren lifts his head to face you. "You are no failure, love, and none of this is your fault." He says, cupping your cheeks. The two of you face the door, hearing knocking. "Your Majesty, it's Historia and Darcy. May we come in?" Eren kisses you on the cheek and whispers, "I'm so sorry, I'll fix this…I promise." He gets up and opens the door for Historia and Darcy. Historia whispers "Pieck" to Eren, who responds with a nod.

You, on the other hand, are left confused. What did he mean by "I'm sorry", and how does he intend to fix this? And what did Historia whisper to him? You need to find out what the hell just happened, "Historia?" The short blonde rushes over to you. "Yes, Your Majesty?" Darcy runs to close the door, knowing this conversation is not meant for the whole castle to hear. "What exactly is going on in the Courts?" You ask her. Historia takes a deep breath, "I'll tell you…about the story of Lord Zeke Jeager."

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Diaboli's Angelus

Chapter: 6

Length: 4.7k

Authors note: Heeey it's me again, the chapter turned out short than what I anticipated but hope you like it.

Chapter: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Tag: @okaystopwhore

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“Have you seen my wife?” He asks the two guards. their eyes widen as they haven´t seen you around today. They look stupidly at each other praying that the other soldier had seen you. Eren closes his eyes to control his famous anger “You better find me, my wife.” He says between his teeth, by the time he opens his eyes they had run off to search for you. He walks quickly praying that you’ll be sitting on the couch drifting away in one of his mother's old books. Unfortunately to him was your library spotless, no sight of you ever visiting it today. 

He slams the door and is rushing over to your Chamber.  Miksasa is holding a laundry basket looking confused at Eren. Why is he so distressed? “Mikasa, have you seen my wife?” The words my wife stings her heart. “No? I have been cleaning the library the whole day. Maybe she is in the garden I’ll check.” The raven-haired girl drops the basket and picks up her dress jogging towards the garden. Eren tries to breath in to calm his anxiety, his fingers are shaking. What if something happened to you? He tries to shake off the thought.  “Thank you! Also, alert Levi!” he shouts and is responded to by her turning her head and nodding. 

Eren turns around to see if he can at least find Reiner, he must know about his wife’s whereabouts. On his way to the knights' chamber, he sees a smirking Zeke standing nonchalantly next to the window. He is holding his cigarette leaning his back on the wall. Eren knows that Zeke played a part in your disappearance, he knows his brother far too well.  “If something has happened to her…” Eren says between his teeth. It took him a lot of mental strength not to punch him in the face. Zeke puffs out the cigarette smoke “Relax brother, why would I hurt my dear sister-in-law?” Eren feels his heart pound into millions of beats per second, the rage that was growing is cut by Mikasa. “We found her! She is at the main door,” she shouts rushing to Eren’s side. “Was she in the garden?” Eren asks as it was the most logical place for you to be. “No, I couldn´t find her anywhere” Mikasa says leading the way to the door. Eren sees you walk in with Reiner beside you, he tries to read your body language and you look like a thief caught stealing.  

The Royal guards are surrounding the two of you which stresses you out, so you hide behind Reiner as instinct to hide from the attention. You feel your underarms sweat and you close your eyes to try and control your anxiety as you just realised that you were not breathing properly the second you entered the door. You thought that Eren was going to be away for at least a night or two. Seeing your husband standing there is like standing in front of a ghost. Relief replaces Eren’s anxiety but the anger, oh boy that one has not disappeared. He scans through your body to see if you have any injuries but spots the bag of sweets in your hand and dirt on your white shoes.  He closes his eyes and chews his inner cheek praying that his theory is false“Did you guys go outside the palace, Reiner?” The knight stiff at the angry voice of his King. He looks down trying to come up with an explanation. He knows far too well that lying to Eren is suicidal. You can feel Reiner’s body shaking a bit so you try to step in Reiner’s defence as it was you who dragged him into your mess. “N-no, we-” your poor attempt to defend him was shut down immediately. “I was asking Reiner, my love” his stare was cold and dull, and his vibrant green eyes were unrecognisable. You take a step back, looking down “S-sorry” you stutter. “W-we went to Stochess for a trip” Reiner responds almost whispering the last part. 

Rage possesses Eren “You took her outside the palace after I clearly instructed you not to exit the walls!” Eren’s knuckles turned white as it took every strength in his body not to kill the knight. You standing there is the only reason there aren’t any blood stains on the floor. He turns around “While I was out settling diplomatic issues for the nation, for your families to live in peace! You couldn’t repay your King by watching over my only breathing family member! It will be a head per scratch on her body!” You could see the veins in his neck pop out. You are taken back as you didn’t know that your husband could be so…cruel. Your eyes are itching as tears are building up, how can you possibly solve this?  

Armin comes running after hearing what happened from Sasha. Knowing his best friend, it’s not going to end well. He tries to walk past all the soldiers gathered around you without any luck.  Mikasa is standing there in shock, she has seen him angry but not this outraged. Her eyes land on you, the sight broke her heart as you are clearly scared of your husband and tearing up. “Eren-” She is stopped by Zeke whispering in her ear, which sends chills down her spine “Just because you were his whore, doesn’t it mean that you can influence him like that.” Mikasa’s eyes widen as she turns around to face the blond Lord. “Excuse me, Lord Zeke, why would you say such a thing?” Zeke snorts “Come on, Ackerman. You were trying to convince him not to react to the fact that his wife went missing. You should stay out of it as it is a family matter.” It took Mikasa a lot of strength not to slap the man “Lord Zeke, I’m in fact, family.” The Lord leans over her ear and whispers “Why? Because of the secret you are carrying? I wonder how your Queen would take it if she found out? If you know what’s best for you, you’ll stay out of this.” Mikasa looks down in defeat while Zeke nods at his wife Lady Pieck Finger. 

You in the meantime are stressed out at your husband’s rage. Tears are running down your eyes to the point where you can’t even see either him or the people standing around you. It felt like Eren’s mask melted and the kind and caring husband was gone and underneath you found…must be the “Devil” everyone is talking about. However, you have to try and suck and defend Reiner who is getting mentally torn to pieces by your husband. “M-my apologies for the trouble caused” The knight finally says. “You are sorry?” Eren snorts, your eyes widen in shock it seems like he is almost mocking Reiner. He then continues “You took her outside Reiner! Do you not understand the gravity of the situation? The risks involved? You have jeopardized her safety! This is treachery, I should take your head out and send it back to your poor mother.” That was it, you had to say something he is taking it too far. “S-stop Eren, please!” You walk to stand in front of Reiner in a poor attempt to shield the built man. “I-it was my idea to leave the palace. Reiner tried to stop me but I forced him to come along with me!” You sob “Please don’t punish him, if anything I should be the one losing a head.” You almost whisper the last part.

 Eren was about to say something before getting cut by Pieck who is nonchalantly walking past the soldiers to stand next to you. “My Majesty, I understand that this situation is frustrating you” You look down, as you thought that it couldn’t be more embarrassing than it already is. However, you are met with Pieck’s warm and comforting smile which calms you down.  “However, it´s not something you solve in public. As a married couple and as her husband are you supposed to resolve your issues in private. Think about your wife's honour.” She looks over at you and Eren´s cold gaze softens as he realises how his rage must have terrified you. Your beautiful brown eyes were filled with tears and anxiety. He hates to admit it but Pieck is right. Eren breathes in deeply “Y/n I wish to see you in my chamber after sunset.” You stare at him with a confused face, firstly he has never invited you to his chamber, you always did the “deed” at yours. Secondly, speaking of deed how can he demand intimacy from you after all this? You are confused but respond with a simple “Yes” and curtsy before he marches away. The soldiers start to leave as the chaos is dying down which leaves you alone with Reiner, Pieck, Mikasa and Armin. 

“Reiner, I'm so sorry. I never meant for this to happen, I really thought that w-we…” Tears are running down again. “Don’t worry about it, I believe that his Highness knew that it was bound to happen. He couldn’t keep you caged forever, I kind of knew that the day would come when you’ll ask me to help you sneak out. However, I didn’t know it would be this soon” Reiner laughs it off to lighten your mood, you give him a hug as an apology and which causes him to blush“Y-your Majesty”. “Thank you Reiner” you respond while sniffing. “Here” you receive a tissue from Pieck to dry your tears. “I haven’t properly introduced myself. I’m Lady Pieck Jeager, Zeke´s wife”. The raven-haired woman curtsy. Does Zeke have a wife? She is gorgeous you think to yourself, she seems like a woman with grace. “Thank you for everything, Lady Pieck. I’m truly grateful for the help and I’m also deeply sorry for the disturbance of your peace.” Armin and Mikasa look at each other thinking the same thing, this will lead to no good. “Your Majesty, King Eren wanted you in his chamber, perhaps we should get you ready for that.” You both turn to Mikasa “Yes, of course, thank you, Mikasa.” You give her a small smile while Pieck stared at her with a cold gaze. “Before you leave, I would love to arrange a date for us to drink tea” Pieck says smiling. This time Armin is the one to speak “Lady Pieck, that is an excellent idea. Your Majesty if that’s alright may perhaps my fiance Lady Annie join in. This is a perfect opportunity for you to get to know the Ladies of Eldia, you can even invite Lady Ymir.” He looks nervous at you but relaxes when he is met with your warm smile “That’s an excellent idea, Lord Armin, I will send out invitations.” Mikasa grabs your arm “I can help you with those” she says while leading you to your chamber. 

Armin waits until you are out of sight “I don't know what you and Lord Zeke are planning but it’s not going to work. I'm not letting you two poison her mind” He warns Lady Finger. “We are not the enemies here Armin, we just want what’s best for Eldia and its future. He is unfit to be King, his aggressive foreign policies are going to be our downfall.” Armin’s blood is boiling “Unfit? So you want your bastard husband to be the one on the throne. Careful now Lady Pieck, before I advise the King to strip the Finger family of your royal titles.” Pieck doesn't respond other than “You should be careful too, you don't want to upset your future Queen” before walking away. Armin takes a deep breath knowing that he has to come up with a plan to prevent Zeke and Pieck to grow too close to you. 

Mikasa on the other hand is getting you ready for your visit. “I-I’ve never seen him this angry” you whisper while she touches up on your makeup. “Your Majesty, I know you might be shocked. Ere- I mean His Majesty got his reasons. He has always had a bad temper…” Mikasa sighs at her ex-lover's behaviour “However, he should not have behaved like that.” She says raising her voice a little. “I know, but I didn’t know that he could be so…cruel.” You respond low as your eyes are starting to sting again. You grab the letter Ciara and Catherine wrote to you and used it as a fan to dry your glassy eyes. Mikasa takes one hand on your knees “Don’t you worry, I believe that he has a soft spot for you. Just stand up for yourself and explain the situation. I’m pretty sure that he’ll understand.” She says trying to be optimistic for you. 

Your heart pounds with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety as you walk towards the King's chamber. You have never been inside before, and the unfamiliarity of it all adds to your nervousness. The hallway leading to the chamber seems longer than usual, each step echoing in your mind. Your thoughts are disrupted “I’ll leave you here as I’m not allowed to walk into his chamber without his permission” Mikasa curtsies. “Thank you” You curtsy back and smile. “Again, if you need anything I’ll be in my room.” You respond with a warm smile, having Mikasa as your main lady is amazing as she is the person besides Darcy that you can trust with your life.

As you enter the chamber, your eyes widen.  Eren's chamber is expansive, adorned with intricate tapestries, ornate furniture, and gilded decorations. The soft glow of the flickering candles casts dancing shadows on the walls, creating an atmosphere of both warmth and grandiosity. Your gaze falls upon the King, who sits on one of the two plush chairs positioned near a crackling firepit. He remains silent, his face partially illuminated by the gentle light of the flames. There is an air of solemnity about him as if he is deeply absorbed in his thoughts. You hesitate for a moment, your eyes looking around the room, taking in the immense space and the weight of your current situation. With a small gesture, Eren invites you to take a seat in the chair next to his, a silent indication for you to join him.

Your heart flutters nervously as you walk towards the chair. The soft fabric feels cool against your trembling fingers as you carefully lower herself onto the cushioned seat. You steal a quick glance at the King, hoping to get a small clue about his emotions, but his expression remains unreadable. On the seat arm, you spot a bouquet of daffodils, and you pick it up “They are beautiful” you say low “I picked them for you, on my way back from Shiganshina” Eren responds shortly looking straight into your soul. The room feels vast and overwhelming, yet there is an undeniable intimacy in the way you are positioned, the crackling fire creating a cosy ambience. Your mind races with thoughts, unsure of what to say or how to address the tension between you. Do you apologize? No, he had no right to trap you in the palace without a good enough reason. However, you can’t help but feel a bit guilty. 

The silence stretches on, punctuated only by the crackling of the fire and the sound of their breathing. You find yourself fidgeting with your hands, your mind clouded with worry. You wonder what’s waiting for you, whether is he going to shout again? and if your relationship can weather this storm. As you steal another glance at Eren, you notice a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes and a slight tension in his jaw. It is a subtle indication that he is wrestling with his own emotions and uncertainties.

Eren is the first to cut the silence “I want to first apologise for my behaviour, I shouldn’t have lost my temper like that”. You were taken a bit back as you were expecting him to be more aggressive. on one hand, really wanted to forgive him, but you still needed to get some stuff out of your chest “I forgive you, however, that behaviour was uncalled for Eren!” Now Eren is the one taken back, firstly how dare you raise your voice at your King? No one has ever raised their voice at him since…his mother. “I wouldn’t have lost my mind if you just listened to me! It’s dangerous out there!” You are slowly losing your cool and Eren is about to get a sample of your wrath “I wouldn't have gone out there if you told me what is going on!” Eren stands up from the chair and you quickly copy him. “Maybe I would have trusted you with it if you listened!” You move closer to him, and his eyes are filled with anger however at this point you yourself are filled with rage that might get you beheaded for regicide “ If I listened?” you say with a mocking tone “Y/n!” Eren warns as he moves closer and is now starring you down. You look up and try not to feel intimidated by him “So, this is what you think of me? Some stupid breeding cow that doesn’t have a mind of her own?” Eren’s look softens a tiny bit “No, that’s not what I think of you, you are my wife!” You cut him off “That’s exactly what you think of me! I might be your wife by the law but I don’t know if I am in your heart” You whisper the last part. “A husband is honest with his wife! You on the other hand locked me away from the outside world without a single explanation of why. I feel like a bird in a cage, a bird with no freedom.” Eren look completely softens as guilt is starting to eat him from the inside. He was busy trying to protect you from any harm that he didn’t realise that he was the one causing you harm and, more importantly, breaking the vow he made to you in your wedding. My requests are honesty and love in this marriage he hears you echo in his head.

His thought process is cut “Eren, what am I to you?” He is taken back. He looks you in the eyes which causes his heart to twist, as tears are running down your beautiful skin. Your body is shaking He is stunned, he doesn’t know how to respond but he knows what he wants to do. All he can think about is his wanting to destroy whatever made you cry even knowing well that he is the one causing you this heartache. “What am I to you?! I need to know now! I moved away from home for you! I am giving you my youth, my life, my devotion! While you can’t even give me a simple answer!” You cry. His silence scares you, what if it was true? Maybe you were just some tool to continue the Jeager bloodline, maybe he just saw you as something that low. However, you are stunned by his next action, his strong arms encircle you, enveloping you in a sense of security and familiarity. You feel the warmth of his body against yours, the steady beat of his heart echoing in your ear. Slowly, your muscles relax, You can feel the tension melting away, replaced by a bittersweet mixture of relief and vulnerability. “You are no breeding cow Y/n. I cannot put into words how happy you have made me in the short timespan we’ve been together. You are the spring sun to my dark winter days, when I see you my dark world light up. You are my light, my anchor and my pride. I see myself falling for you deeper and deeper every single day. I might be crazy but I believe, no I know that I love you. Everything I’m doing now is trying to protect you and our potential future child.” You are left speechless and the sound of your sniffing is filling the room as you try your hardest not to cry. Eren loves you! You feel like the luckiest woman in the world “I-I love you too and I understand, but you need to communicate with me. Tell me the truth Eren, why don’t you allow me outside the palace?” Eren grabs your hand while sitting down on the soft brown bear carpet on the floor in front of the crackling firepit. You follow him and sit down with him. Eren holds your hand looking you in the eyes “It started four years ago”

Fifteen-year-old Eren got dressed for the family’s Jaeger’s annual family day. He was excited to join his parents on the royal boat around the Kingdom, starting from Stochess and ending at Shiganshina. It started with only his father and mother to show the kingdom their presence and gratitude towards the hardworking Eldian people.  “Thank you,” he says to the elder maid that finalized his military medals which he was proud to showcase to the people of Eldia. The young boy storms off once the maid finishes to greet his mother. He runs out to the Queen's garden where he sees his mother her flowing black hair cascading down her back, captures his attention. It shines like a raven's feathers, contrasting beautifully against her tan skin. But what truly captivates him are her golden eyes, glowing with a gentle radiance that reflects her inner kindness and wisdom. He runs over to her while she is deeply focused on reading her favourite love poetries. Eren sneaks onto her and tries to scare her but she giggles. “I believe your father is waiting for us near the boat,” She says getting up and the two of them start walking towards the boat. Carla stops for a brief second “Eren, honey” Eren is staring confused at his mother “Yes?” Carla turns to her son “You look a bit pale, have you eaten breakfast?” Eren only responds with a couple of nods. “Are you sure? Your ears are turning red” The Queen grabs his left ear which causes annoyance and embarrassment for the young Prince. Carla on the other hand shakes her head at her son's silliness “We can have brunch in the garden after the trip and you can tell me about your adventures with the Scouts” A wide grin is painted on his face as he and his mother lock pinky fingers as a promise. The two of them reach the boat where his father is seated with Kenny the current head of the Ackerman clan and the Uncle of Levi and Mikasa. Kenny reaches out a hand to help the Queen get on the boat while Eren jumps on it excitedly. “Careful, son” The King smiles. Eren looked up to his father, he was the king Eren aspired to be one day, strong, selfless and loved by everyone around him. Eren smiles with excitement as they set off, he sat next to his mother while his father was seated in front of them with Kenny helping navigate the boat at the back.

 The people are waving and throwing flowers at the royal family. The leaders of the communities would hand Kenny over letters with the demands and issues of the communities he then would give to the King. Everything seemed fine until Kenny stands up and holds his two guns. Eren’s eyes widen in shock “What’s wrong Kenny?” Knowing about the Ackermans and their instincts Eren understood that something must be wrong. In a flash of light, he sees blood on the side of his shirt, his mother has been struck by three arrows on the stomach. “Mom!” He shouts ripping the arrows out of her in panic. He then rips the fabric of his pants trying to stop the bleeding. Screaming and chaos emerged among the people while the Garrison guards are assembling to try and find the assassin. “Throw us come shields” Kenny shouts while trying to help Eren stop Carla´s bleeding. “C-Carla” Grisha says in shock before another arrow comes and hits the King on the throat. Kenny´s eyes widen in shock as the King is choking on his own blood and his vibrant green eyes turn dull. “Shit, how haven’t the Garrsson found the assassins yet? Kenny turns to the King to feel his pulse. Horror was written all over Eren’s face “Please be alive, please be alive” he prays. However, Kenny’s facial expression said something else. Tears are streaming down Eren’s face as he realised that his father is gone. “Kenny…Kenny” Both men turn their heads to the Queen’s whispers. “Please take Eren and run.” Eren’s face is in disbelief his mother could not really think that he would ever abandon her. “No, we are not going without you. We made a promise to get back home together and have brunch remember! I’m going nowhere without you!” Eren shouts “Your majesty, you know the royal protocols, we cannot leave the boat without confirmation from the Garrisons that it’s safe.” Kenny adds shaking his head.

All of a sudden Kenny’s eyes widen and he tackles Eren to the ground covering him. Several arrows rain down from the sky hitting the Ackerman on his back. Eren opens his eyes seeing arrows everywhere and Kenny with blood coming out of his mouth. “Hey…brat…You must survive…I would die in shame knowing that the nation my ancestors fought to protect…would fall into the hands of your bastard brother…or our enemies.” He breathes heavily before passing away. Eren put his fingers on his neck feeling no pulse, tears are flowing down his eyes looking at the bodies of his father and Kenny. He reaches out for his mother's hand for comfort to let her know that he is alive. Her once warm hands were freezing cold causing Eren to scream in pain. His parents are gone, he is all alone in this cruel world. Why them? Why would anyone wish to target his family? Who are the enemies? It doesn’t matter who they were, he promise to wipe everyone out of this world every single one of them. Eren is helped out of the boat by a Garrison soldier named Hannes and is brought back to the Kingdom in one piece physically. When they arrive at the castle they are greeted by several soldiers and lords at the door. “The King is dead, long live the King” they chant while kneeling. Eren feels like vomiting, him? a king? He shakes of the feeling quickly and takes command.

“As you know we just lost Eldia’s two best rulers for centuries. As loved as my parents ar- were I refuse to believe that this was an inside job! I want all soldiers ready! We are at war! I also wish for the funeral to be held first thing tomorrow!” The whole nation mourned for a month and after the mourning period was Eren crowned King. The assassins were caught and it was revealed that they were soldiers from Marley. Marley and Eldia had issues for centuries but King Grisha and King Magath made peace. Near their borders was a conflict between the farmers which caused political instability between the nations all over again. Grisha was supposed to meet up with King Magath a week before his assassination but the Marlian had other plans. His wish was to assassinate the royal family and in mid chaos annexe Eldia. However, his plan failed as Eren didn’t die and took command quite quickly. Eren’s first order as king was to declare war on Marley and their allies. Many were impressed by Eren’s mature handling of the situation however behind that brave face was a mourning boy. Eren would have meltdowns in his bedroom as he felt like the world was eating him slowly. Mikasa was the only one that knew of his meltdowns and tried her best to comfort her friend. However, it could never wash away the feeling of loneliness. That was until he met his sun, you. 

Eren’s thoughts are disrupted by you hugging him, he can feel your warm tears on his shoulders. All you can do is hold him and cry, you give him a long kiss on the forehead and all you can whisper is “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry for what you went through” Eren is stunned by your actions and he breaks down while holding you around your waist. The room is just filled with your sniffs and breathing. “Eren, promise me. No more secrets.” You whisper “I promise,” he says melting into your warm embrace.

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