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P R O L O G U E: IV

I tried to close the door in his face, mumbling an "oh shit" under my breath.

He blocked the door with only one of his arms, overpowering me as I stumbled back and he walked in, closing in on me as I grabbed my own sword from my hip and tried to back him out of the room.

Our swords clashed and I had the strangest sense of deja vu as he grinned, fighting and blocking one anothers hits as I was being backed into the wall.

My sword was struck out of my hand as I was pinned against the wall by the blade of Harry's sword, bringing my hands up in surrender, both of our labored breathing filling the room as he slowly trailed the tip of his sword up my chest, to my neck, then to the hem of my hood, lifting it up and off my head in one swift movement revealing my face.

He didn't even look surprised, more pleased as a dimpled smirk made its way to his face when our eyes locked.

"Ran out of places to run from me huh." He drawled out in a sultry tone, his voice huskier than usual before he dropped the sword and walked over to me.

Before the Prince could do anything I raised my fists to attack him -and just give him a hard time since I was still bitter about him and Violet and I needed to release a lot of frustration.

He easily blocked my hit, his forearm meeting my wrist before he grabbed my collar and spun me around, pressing me against the wall with my back flushed against his chest just like I had done to him as I tried not to melt to my knees with his warm body right against mine.

"Familiar?" He whispered into my ear, giving my kiss a cheek before I felt his hands travel down to my front, holding me still until he finally took out the daggers that were hanging from my hips, the metal hissing in the air as he twirled them in each of his hands before sticking the blades into the wall a few inches away from my head.

I smiled, rolling my eyes at his cocky attitude before I pushed against the wall, shoving him back and spinning around, raising my leg to kick him only for him to catch my ankle in one large hand, my eyes widening, realizing I was trapped in his grasp again as he smiled.

He then adruptly tugged my leg forward until my front met his and I had to grip his shoulders to stable myself, one hand holding my waist and the other slowly trailing up my leg as he leaned his head down and placed a warm teasing kiss right on my throat, making me fist his shirt at the sensation as he finally reached his goal and took the other knife from the band of my inner thigh, throwing it across the room into the wall with the other sharp weapons.

Prince Harry was disarming me and seducing me all at once.

Fuck yeahhh...

"Anymore weapons I should know about Princess?" He questioned, his voice low and sensual as he gripped the back of my thigh, bringing it around his waist as he held my body close to his.

"Only this bomb ass pussy." I told him, pursing my lips and nodding as he blinked at me a few times in confusion before he brought both his hands underneath my thighs, hoisting me up making me hold onto him tighter.

Ah shit my joke was so bad he's going to fling me out the window of this room.

I closed my eyes shut, ready to be tossed only for him to throw me on the bed in the room instead, his hard body still on top of mine as he left open mouthed kisses all over my neck, down to my collar bone while I opened my eyes in surprise.

"You're so beautiful." He murmured against my hot skin, his lips trailing up over to my jawline, then my chin, then finally my lips as I gave in and pulled his body closer against mine, both of us panting as I fisted his hair, making him groan against my mouth as he grabbed my wrists and pinned them down onto the mattress.

I missed him so much, just missed having him close to me as we kissed eachother hard, our actions desperate as I squirmed underneath him, wanting to touch him only for his grip on my wrist to tighten slightly as his sucked on my lower lip, releasing my tortured skin before trailing his warm mouth down my neck.

This was real nice.

"I wanted to do this -wanted to do this to you ever since I first saw you in the hallway." He confessed, his voice strained and breathless as he let go of my wrists to tuck a strand of my frizzy hair behind my ear, kissing me again while his other hand held my waist.

"It was the ankles that got you huh," I teased him, biting my slightly swollen lips as I smiled up at him, wiggling my eyebrows as he chuckled, kissing my forehead.

"Much more than that, just you over all." He explained, his chest heaving up and down as he brought his hand up to my face, the gold rings on his fingers brushing against my skin as he gently traced the seam of my lips with his fingertips, staring at my face as if mesmerized.

"I shouldn't tell you this but -I feel as if I've, I've known you from somewhere." He began, locking nervous as his brown curls brushed against my face before he started to kiss my neck again.

"You don't say." I breathed with a knowing smile, my heart racing when Harry lowered my shirt, exposing my shoulder as he kissed the new area of skin while I tugged at his hair.

"I have these dreams... Dreams of you and I fencing near a lake or river, and then of us holding hands and getting our hair trimmed- they are the strangest things." He breathed, sounding distracted as he unraveled the small ribbon in the front of my shirt, untying it and revealing more of my chest as he brought his lips down right above my breasts.

"But my favorite dream, was of me making love to you." Prince Harry finished, running his tongue along my skin as I whimpered and he grabbed my hand on the bed, intwining our fingers together.

"Pardon me for my crudeness but, it was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." He raised his head, his face flushed and his eyes dark as he sent me an apologetic look.

"You were naked underneath me," He elaborated in a hoarse rasp, bringing his mouth to my ear as he tugged at my earlobe as my eyes fluttered close while his hands continued to caress my shaking body.

"And you were screaming my name, moaning it. Please, all I want is to hear those sweet sounds coming from your beautiful mouth again." He urged in a desperate tone and before I could even process what was going on he slipped his large hand down the front of my pants as I arched my back and did just that for him.

I was shattering into a million pieces underneath him, my legs kicking slightly and my toes curling in pleasure as he continued his movements while he brought his warm lips to my ear.

"C'est vrai mon beau petit combattant. Laissez aller partout dans ma main." He whispered something in French in my ear and by the slight roughness in his gruff voice I knew it was something dirty.

"Google translate please." I wheezed before I fell back against the bed with one last cry, strands of my hair stuck to my sweaty face as I tried to catch my breath while Harry withdrew his hand out of the front of my pants, kissing me softly.

"I said ma chérie," He began, sounding just as breathless as me as he brushed away the hair from my face, propping himself on his elbow above me.

"That's right my beautiful little fighter. Let go all over my hand." He translated with a dimpled smirk and my eyes widened as I laughed.

"Wow Princess, who knew a virgin like you you could dirty talk in French." I joked, knowing that he was still my pure little princess since I've read his story before, pinching his cheek as he smiled down at me in admiration.

"I'm saving myself for marriage. I was waiting for my Queen to come." He explained in a light husky chuckle, holding my hand in his as he kissed the back of my hand before lowering his head down to my face, leaving a small featherlight kiss against the corner of my mouth.

"And she just did..." Harry finished in a raspy voice as I smiled.

"Wow okay, there are like two hundred and twenty five rooms in this castle and out of all of them you guys chose to do the dirty in my bed." Clarece suddenly said, snapping the Prince and I out of our dazes as our bodies stiffened against eachother and we turned our heads to find the stubby woman at the doorway.

"No please, finish- I honestly don't know if I feel blessed or disgusted but I think I'm both." She continued, shrugging as Harry and I continued to gawk at her.

"Yeah I'm just gonna go sleep in the dungeon." She concluded before walking out and closing the door.






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I could tell Violet was about to snap.

Her naturally rosey pink lips are pressed into a firm line, her ocean blue eyes watching my every movement, just like everyone else at the ball who are gaping at me in horror since I was the only woman here wearing pants and a matching black satin tank top which Clarece had made for me.

Get with it you guys.

Clarece is boss with these outfits.

"This party's a fucking flop." Psycho Harry groaned, throwing his head back with a pained whiney face at my side as I narrowed my eyes at Violet across the room who was putting something in one of the drinks she was making at the refreshment table.

There's a dark look in Violet's eyes, an expression that has been stuck on her face ever since she was embarrassed and caught in the Prince's room half naked by one of the servants to check up on the Prince while me and Princess were having fencing and chill time.

Sucks for her....

Prince Harry caught my eye through the crowd and his face lit up as he smiled at me, waving and blushing a bit as I waved back at him, only for my smile to falter when I realized that Violet was fast approaching him, two gold cups in her hand, one of them being the one she was toying with at the refreshment table.

"Oh hell no," I mumbled, moving passed a few guests and princesses who were glaring at me as Prince Harry kept his eyes on me, smiling when he saw that I was approaching him even though I had my gaze set on Violet as we both fast walked towards him.

Her head turned to me through the crowd of people, noticing my rushed movements as her eyes widened slightly before she quickened her pace, only making me move my legs faster until the both of us were straight up charging at the Prince.

Harry's eyes widened, still looking at me as Violet and I crashed into him at full speed making all three of us fall the floor, the drinks spilling all over Violet and I.

"You got knocked the fuck out!" The Psycho said through the crowd of shocked people.

"Well, it's nice to see you too Princess." Prince Harry breathed as he looked up at me with a dazed smile, his hands at my waist before he looked over at Violet who was somewhat on top of him as well.

"Violet it would be most appreciated if you would get off me." He said to her with an uncomfortable frown even though I was the one who was mostly on top of him as her face flushed in anger.

She slowly rose from the floor, her small fists balling up in anger at her sides before she turned on her foot and left, pushing passed people as the Prince helped me up.

"Lady Liza, where are you going? I want to have a word with both you and my father." Harry protested in a soft tone, gently grabbing my wrist to stop me from following after Violet as I watched her run out of the large ball room in her gold dress.

"You will, I just- I," I stuttered out, turning my head to meet his concerned gaze before I closed the space between us for a brief moment and placed my small hands over his face, giving him a quick kiss as I felt his body relax against mine.

He let out a small sigh of content against my mouth as everyone in the room gasped, his large hands over mine as he leaned forward to deepen the kiss before I pulled away, leaving him with a dazed breathless look on his face.

"I won't let him hurt my princess." I told him, meaning every single word as I let go of his hand, out fingers slipping passed one another before I turned and headed for the door.

"Make sure you keep a close eye on him, I'll take care of Violet." I told the bored Psycho and the Vampire who was currently surrounded by a crowd of entertained people as they watched him hang a spoon from his nose in amazement once again.

"Sure, because I would just love to gaze at Snow White all night." Psycho remarked with an eye roll as I sent him a grateful smile and pushed the door open, leaving the room and entering the large corridors as I looked around for Violet and her swaying golden dress.

I turned the corner, immediatly crashing into a hard chest as the Assassin's strong hand stables me from falling back.

"Oh thank god you're still here checking the perimeters, Violet just left and I don't- I'm breathing heavily cause I've been eating a lot and now I'm suddenly running and wow." I heaved, leaning against the wall as I crouched, trying to catch my breath while Assassin Harry took a slow sip of the drink in his hand, raising his brow at me before I grabbed the cup out of his hand.

I gulped the clear liquid down, drinking every drop to hydrate my body and get myself hyped to hunt down that Lilac colored hoe who tried to poison my princess.

The Assassin suddenly spit the liquid from the sip he took before me onto the carpet, showing that he didn't drink it as he peered down at me with a sinister smile.

Please tell me I did not just pull a stupid main character move.

"Lilac colored hoe... that's rich." The Assassin chuckled, finally speaking up as I looked up at him in confusion, something in his voice sounding foreign before his green eyes slowly morphed into an ocean blue shade, his tall frame shrinking into a more feminine one as doll like features appeared on the morphing face until Violet was standing right in front of me.

Ah fuck I did.

"I can tell you really love the Prince, you poor poor child." She frowned at me as I felt my throat clog, finding it extremely difficult to breathe and swallow as I leaned against the wall to support myself, making gagging sounds as I lowered my head.

Shit what did that drink do -make me start choking on an imaginary dick?

"I'm going to ignore your thoughts about penises," Violet scoffed, looking at me with distaste and pity as I slumped the floor, clutching my throat.

"You really thought I was going to poison the Prince, or better yet make a potion for him to fall madly in love with me. Don't try to deny it, I read your mind and I can surely read his. He loves you just as much you should know." She explained, this bitch here having a whole monologue while I was on my knees choking.

"Ah yes, if I did give the Prince a little love spell to fall for me what would be the point. You would just do anything in your power to try and stop me and have him back. No, that would be much too easy for you wouldn't it..." She sighed, shaking her head as she brought her small fingers to my face, cupping my chin and tilting my head up so I was looking at her as my vision started to blur in and out.

"All this time you thought I was trying to get to the Prince tonight when really you were my main goal. That drink had the love potion you were looking for." Violet said, stroking my cheek as I tried to move away from her, tears brimming my eyes cause whatever was in that drink was seriously hurting my throat and body.

"I am sorry, but I must avenge my mother and you cannot interfere any longer. Do not worry my child," She said in a genuinely sorrowful voice, kneeling down in front of me as she hugged me, my body frozen in her embrace and shaking from the effect of the drink as she slowly layed my paralyzed body onto the cold marble floor of the dimly lit hallway.

"When you wake up you will fall in love with the first person you see. You will fall in love and forget all about the Prince. I will make sure it will be one of your other three guards, I can see how much they already care about you. You will be with one of them and you will run away, far from this crumbling kingdom and live a happy life." She promised, wiping a tear from my cheek as she sent me a sad smile before I was lost in her large miserable blue eyes before she placed her small hand over my face and closed my eyelids.

"You will fall in love all over again with the others, and as for the Prince," I heard her soft melodic voice fill my my as she lowered her head, her lips brushing against the skin of my ear.

"He is as good as dead."






AN: IMPORTANT. Although I already have a good idea on who I want Liza to first see and fall in love with thanks to the spell, I want to see you guys vote on who you want to see most. Just to get a different point of view.

So comment on which one you want to see her with the most below:

Assassin

Pscyho


Vampire

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