#xheartlessprince

[swxnprincess]

Alternate Ending // Closed

"I fear this is the last time you will see me like this, my Prince." Arms raise to cup both hands over the pendant, that has, thus far, proved to bring her life immeasurable joy ( and with that, sorrow ). "I -- I hope you can forgive me." For keeping her true self a s e c r e t.

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|| ♞ xheartlessprince

I am not afraid. 

He can't be because that is- it is unacceptable. Even if, when he holds Mytho's gaze, the irises that stare back are so unfamiliar. So reminiscent of the things that creep in the dark, that go bump in the night-draped corners of memory. His hand itches for a weapon, any, that doesn't exist. His heart races in his throat. His features are carefully schooled into something that does not bely the turmoil within.

                      -"You were absent today."

       He feels like a coward.

[apricotheartarchived]

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「♫ 」▉▋——- 

      He doesn't understand, when she presses her      lips to his cheek, and that's okay. Someday he      will. She'll make sure of it. Anzu just smiles when      she pulls away, staring into that blank expression      of his. It's sad, she thinks, that he doesn't have a      heart. But he will. Eventually. He has Princess Tutu      helping him.

                                ...And he has me.

[chvisarclight-blog]

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   He didn't seem pleased with being dragged out of his room--but did he ever seem pleased? No matter his actual mood, he always had the same stoically cold expression on his face, always was spreading the same devilish aura around... He just was like that.

   "So? What do you want?" He asked, his voice harsh and rather demanding--as would be expected from an actual King.

[crystalbrooch]

"I was told you were a princess." offers a rose, "It is customary to give a princess a gift, isn't it?"

        "O-oh!" Usagi blinked in surprise, first at the rose and then at the quiet boy behind it. 

         "W-well, I used to be a princess, I'm not much of one anymore. Thank you! I love roses."

[apricotheartarchived]

「♫ 」▉▋——- 

       The elegant music of Tschaikovsky's Romeo and Juliet filtered        through the dance studio as Anzu glided across the floor en pointe.        It had only been a week since her transfer from Domino to Gold Crown        Town, and thus, Gold Crown Academy, as a dance student. She was        still adjusting, but already there had been talk. She was a rarity, apparently.        Skipping the beginner's class entirely to be placed immediately with the        Advanced students.

                               Midway through her routine, the door creaked open and                                Anzu stilled, glancing over her shoulder at the interruption.                                White hair. Blank expression. She jogged her memories for                                the name. "Mytho. I'm sorry--- did you want to practise?" 

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