(A/N: Dualscar when he is younger in the begginning is refered to as Cronus Ampora, and later becomes Orphaner Dualscar. Also, reader is a seadweller in this story. First name = (f/n).)
Every day. Every day, he would come, knock on the door, and be answered by one of the servants. He would wait on the doorstep for you to cross the floor, regally, motioning for the servant to leave. They would retreat to some other task, leaving you to the seadweller at your front door. You were royalty, and so was he.
He was Cronus Ampora, prince of a neighboring island that was not too far from you, barely just an hour away. His face was chubby and he just seemed eager. Both of your faces were burning softly, lighting up with violet and a (seadweller b/c) blush. You were both younger than 3 sweeps, but acted a lot older msot of the time, as you were royalty.
You watched over an island of Seadwellers, somehow you were their ruler, despite being younger than 3 sweeps. Probably because of your lusus.
In his hands was a small bouquet. It had an array of violet and fuchsia flowers. His face was burning even brighter.
"Wwill you be my matesprit?" He held out the flowers. They were really fragrant and nice. You gave him a small smile, it was sweet, but you weren't anywhere near ready to have a matesprit.
"Sorry Cronus, I can't accept. I'm not prepared for a matespritship." You took the flowers and hugged them to your chest, "Thank you for the flowers, though."
"Oh, okay. I'll be back tomorrow." He pulled your front door shut, almost all the way. You could see him running down the steps into the townm probably headed back to his ship to go home. You shut the large door and walked back across the hite marble floor into the dining hall. There were beautifully carved pillars all around your palace.
The Condescension may have some huge amazing ship, probably the nicest and coolest place, but you'd say your palace wasn't half bad. It was probably one of the nicest places you would ever be. You were very tiny compared to your servants, but they did their best to take care to not accidentally knock you over or step on you.
The servants were bustling around the dining hall, setting the table with many platters of food. If there was anything you appreciated about being royalty, it was the food and care that was given to you. Your clothes were crisp and clean, always. They were also almost always white. You set down the bouquet on the table.
You hurried as fast as your little legs would take you and hopped up into the chair at the head of the table. One of the servants pushed in your seat a bit. You had a policy that since there were so many more seats than there was royalty in this palace, the servants could sit and eat with you. You were kind to them, and them to you.
You pointed to what you wanted, and they got it for you. Eventually, you had a plate full of delectable food in front of you.
"Thank you." You smiled and reached for a fork. You had no lusus, but the servants, who had all seen some previous rulers, knew how to help you. The one next top you help you cut your food and then set the silverwear down. You then picked up the fork and knife and dug in. Out here, you didn't have to deal with land dwellers, and there was water everywhere, even out the back of the palace and inside it.
You watched the servants eat. You were glad they were happy. They were all talking and smiling, some laughing hysterically. You sorta wished Cronus was eating with all of you. You should've invited him in. Oh well, you didn't, but he'd probably end up home within the next hour.
You took a bite of the food, letting the sweet taste flood your mouth. The fins on the sides of your face wiggled a little bit. The servants here knew how to cook, that's a fact. You busied yourself at eating some more. He would come back tomorrow, you could invite him in then.
After you finished your diner, you bid most of the servants and headed to your respitblock. A good princess needed her sleep. The youngest servant accompanied you there. She was in charge of feeding your lusus for now.
Your respitblock was huge, made of white marble like the rest of your palace. There were seashells embedded in your wall and huge windows that stretched from the ceiling to the floor, overlooking the entire town. There were silk curtains that were slightly see through, they were the only thing in the room that was your blood color.
The servant pulled the curtains shut and helped you into your pajamas.
"So why do you keep turning down Cronus? He's pretty devoted to you, I wouldn't be surprised if he kept this up for the next few sweeps." She smiled, walking you over to your recuperacoon. There was a bed in your respitblock as well, but you only used that to jump on or read on. You clambered up ontop of the recuperacoon and slid in.
"I don't want to be in a matespritship, I'm still basically a wriggler." You giggled quietly.
"Milady, you're not a wriggler. You're a princess." She gave a small laugh back. You just nodded and ducked back down into the recuperacoon.
The green goo was very nice, or at least that was your feeling towards it. The only part you didn't like is it always meant your pajamas had to be washed the next day. But nevermind that. The candles in your chambers were blown out, and the door closed. You heard the guard position themself outside your door.
It only took you a few seconds to slip into a deep slumber, only the sun would wake you up, or one of the servants, which ever came first. It was a dreamless sleep, the best kind.
The servant who escorted you to bed the night before was the one to wake you up.
"Milady, Cronus is here, he's early." She had a tiny excited smile on her face, her fins were wiggling slightly. You sat up and propped your elbows on the side of the recuperacoon.
"Mmmmmmmhmmm. W-what's that?" You rubbed the sleep from your eyes, and also some of the slime. She lifted you out of the recuperacoon and onto a towel, as to not get any slime on the floor.
"Let's get you cleaned up, then you can talk to him. We offered him breakfast, which he admitted he skipped." She kept talking the entire walk to the bathroom. You saw Cronus walk into the dining hall, but you didn't say anything.
"Did you hear me? He forgot about eating because he was so excited to see you." She jostled you a little bit.
"Yes I heard, but that's not good. I want him to be healthy, but I am glad he wants to see me." You kept your eyes focused on the dining hall, only stopping when you were carried into the bathroom and the door shut. She set you down on the edge of the huge tub. It was more of a pool, connected directly to the ocean, but not in anyway that a monster could get in.
She helped you out of the dirty pajamas and into the water. You slipped your head underwater and swam around a little bit, letting the salty water slid over your skin and fins. It flodded your gills and you began to scrub the slime off, whatever hadn't already gotten washed off that is.
The water wasn't even cold, it was pretty warm, but that was only because where you lived was usually very hot out. Anyways, you just swam around for a little bit before surfacing again and letting the servant run soap through you hair. You sat idly while she cleaned your hair, sometimes pouring water over your head. The best part was, none of the cleaning supplies hurt the ocean.
You stood up and she handed you a towel. You stepped out and wrapped it around yourself as she rummaged through a dresser in the bathroom to get you some clothes. You busied yourself with drying your hair, careful to avoid your tiny horns. The servant returned to you with some nice clean clothes. You should've probably learned her name by now.
Oh well. You carefully took the clothes from her hands and threw the towel over to a bin were the dirty clothes went. You then pulled the top piece over your head while the servant helped you step into the skirt and underwear. They were both very light, as were all of your clothes, the weather being so warm and all.
You ran out of the bathroom and into the dining hall. Cronus was sitting at the table, his little legs hanging about a foot off the floor, just sorta swinging. You hopped up next to him and sorta leaned your head on his shoulder. It was just a genuine display of affection. You felt him tense up and watched his face flush with color.
"G-good morning, (f/n)." He suddenly seemed a bit more interested in the floor. The servants were whispering excitedly. You could only guess what they were saying. A plate of food was set in front of you and you dug in. Cronus did the same, his face losing the color slightly.
So you ate breakfast together, mostly in silence. Soon got up after finishing and started to leave. You hopped down after him and grabbed his arm.
"Where are you going?" He turned towards you, a tiny smile on his face.
"Wwill you be my matesprit, (f/n)?"