I do not own Princess Debut in any shape or form.
This was inspired by the Kyle ending of the game. Klaus was initially one of my favorites from all of the princes, but that faded once he started falling in love with you, because let's face it. He was in love with a lie. That, plus the Kyle ending, is what inspired this drabble.
He's a prince, riding up to her castle on a white horse, filled with emerald dreams and hopes and just one wish. She's the princess he sees out of the corner of his eye, the one who doesn't step forward, doesn't throw herself into his arms. She's the one who watches watches watches—
no. Rewind. Wait one moment, that's not how the story goes. He's no prince, just a star, and he's never seen her before, not until that moment where he catches her eye as she watches him. There's something familiar about her, something familiar about that longing and sorrowful gaze, and he—
laughs as that little girl calls him a frog, as that little girl all grown up teases him in the same way she did once before. He grabs her hand, asks her something he hasn't been sure of until that moment. And something like fear flickers in her eyes as she—
turns and walks away, abruptly, suddenly. And he pulls away, from all those other girls, and he goes to her, talks to her, and something in her lights up. They become friends, the star and the girl, and he loves being by her side. And then the day comes where she turns around and she says—
hands that diamond ring back to him with a soft shake of her head. She looks at him with such sorrow and longing that he can't take it, can't help but press the matter further, can't ask but ask her why and she says—
we can't be friends anymore, she tells him, and he's frozen in shock for just a moment. Then he realizes what she said, what she really said, and she's giving him that same look she did the day they met. And then he's desperate, pleads to know why, and she says—
and she says—
I'm not your princess.
And that emerald dream crumbles into dust.
