DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own anything of Miraculous.
Author's Note: Yes I'm aware, so many uncompleted stories already. Well my Adrigami thoughts DON'T stop racing. 😹😹🌸🌸
WARNING: Sexual activity, foul language/treatment. . .
Review Responses (THANK YOU for taking the time too):
Turtle-tastic Magic:
Guest: Glad you liked it.
Firm Hand of Love:
Guest: You do realize you calling Kagami "a thing" doesn't bothering me? Nothing is certain yet. Even after that's what fanfics are for. If Oni-chan proves all that, every other episode proves Marinette's jealous obessed stalker. Probably until he convinces her otherwise.
Overlooking the balcony, it's starry midnight skies above his head. The wind blows, his blond hair gently swaying. Opening his emerld green eyes, glancing down below the railing edge he releases a tired sigh.
'What more must I do? She's so much more then just a concubine.'
"Hey Adrien!"
Breaking the young prince of his entrapping thoughts, is none other Nino. One of many servants that roam the castle grounds. Adrien turns from the balcony to have Nino run up giving him a tight embrace. Witch the blond hugs back always suprised by the feeling.
Golden-brown behind ebony eye glasses smirk at his young master. Faking horror at touching him. Nino drops to his knees in begging.
"My prince, forgive my actions. Please be merciful in my rightful punishment, I bet of you."
Both trying not to laugh. Adrien clears his throat in his best "superior King" voice. Giving Nino's bowed head a furious glance.
"Indeed you lowly maggot, have lost your bearings. For your disgusting actions, I declare a sword fight. See if I do not kick your ass."
Nino looks up at Adrien, fear in his eyes. Both can't hold in their laughter any longer. Adrien offers Nino a hand up, which he takes smirking.
"Alright now that's the look you're best in my brother: a real smile, no sour regalness."
Adrien winks at Nino as the two clap their gripped hands together, drawing in for another hug.
"Thanks, Nino. So what's real up? Did you sneak in here again or did someone send you?" Adrien gives him a curious look. Nino sighs himself, turning away from Adrien. Unspoken walks back into the young prince's bed chambers, he follows Nino waiting.
"Your old man, requests you. I think it's about finally choosing your bride."
Nino side glances Adrien over his shoulder. Feeling his brother's own horror. He fully faces him, Adrien stares into his eyes, steel reflects in emerld green.
"Nino, have my back?"
"Not even a question, you softy let's hit it!"
Nino practically races out the doors. But quickly stops before opening them. As he holds one open Adrien to walk through. They wink in serect to one another's inner laughter.
What feels like a death march towards the grand yet grim throne room. King Gabriel sits, dark unyielding, unimpressed blue eyes glare at the slightest movement. Watching his heir bow on one knee, head down in respect.
"You requested my presence, Father."
TO BE CONTINUED. . .
. . .this dangerous ride has just started!