𝗕𝗔𝗗 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗
🍷🔪 ⫶ 𝙺𝙰𝙸𝙻𝙾𝚁

( dark disney princess au )

🩸💀 💮

The ballroom is filled with filthy rich people dressed in glittering gowns and expensive suits. Skirts twirl and flow with the graceful movements of dancers on the dance floor moving in rhythm with their partners and the classical music rippling through the ballroom. It's quiet here, just murmurs of conversation amongst friends and acquaintances, a stark contrast to the markets. Silence, the symbol of sophistication. 

My dress is amber like my eyes beneath the golden glow of the crystal chandeliers. They're actually honey brown with flecks of emerald. However, the golden hue of the room makes them look the colour of gold jewellery worn by both ladies and gentlemen present at the party. My lips are painted a nude orangey pink colour which suits well with the complexion of my skin, pale with faint freckles sprinkled on my nose, and my fiery vermillion locks are tied to a loose bun similar to a bride. 

I am not here to party. I am not here to savour the desserts, to dance with handsome men or to socialise. No. I am here today at this very moment to assassinate the crown prince of the Fire Kingdom, King Ray's precious son, and also my kingdom's arch nemesis. I was given this mission by Lord Garmadon, the ruler of the Air Kingdom — my kingdom — and I as a servant of my beloved nation will not fail him, will not fail my home. Only death will bring peace to our land. 

Who am I? Other than an assassin, I am the daughter of Master Chen of the Air Kingdom, Lady Skylor, known as Sky to intimate friends. I will kill the prince if it's the last thing I do. My eyes scan the area for him. Although I've never seen him in my entire life, I know exactly how he looks life from Lord Garmadon's description of him. Spiky brown hair, brown eyes, relatively tall. It's not much to identify him but people's behaviour around him should hopefully tell me it's him. 

When the clock strikes nine, the grand doors swing open and all eyes land on him. Him, a young man in his late teens in a suit and tie, several medals pinned to his suit, medals he earned without doing much or anything at all. I feel the corners of my lips quirk into a smirk as he descends the staircase with two guards at each side equipped with heavy armour. 

One of the guards takes a step forward. "Presenting Your Royal Highness Crown Prince Kai!" He announces. 

The event continues. I sneak glances of the prince, waiting for the right time to sweep him onto the dance floor. Am I stupid? Maybe, but it might just work. The best way to defeat an enemy is by becoming their friend — the words of a famous Air Kingdom philosopher, Wu if I'm not mistaken, the deceased brother of the Lord. Seconds bleed into minutes, into hours. Finally, the people swarming around him scatter, leaving him alone.

There's my chance. Who cares if I embarrass myself? I won't see these people ever again. Once the guy's dead, my mission completed, I'll immediately return to the Air Kingdom. There's no point in staying any longer than necessary. 

"Care for a dance?" I hold my hand out.

His gaze locks with mine. His eyes, chocolate with swirls of copper. A surprised and amused tight-lipped grin brightens up his face, eyebrows lifted. His calloused fingers interweave with mine, his hand spreading warmth up my arms, a spark travelling up my arms. Fire. My eyes meet his for the second time and I wonder if he noticed it. Was it a figment of my imagination? 

He places his other hand on my waist and moves closer to me, leaving some distance between us. Barely enough distance between us but I don't pull away, instead enjoying the warmth radiating off him. 

"I've never seen you before," he comments, almost suspiciously. 

I ignore his comment. 

"I'm Kai." His grin widens. "You?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" I smirk, a playful one rather than seductive, leaning slightly closer to him. 

The chuckle that escapes his lips sends shivers down my spine; it's tender and warm, nearly making me melt in his arms. He lifts my hand and I twirl on the spot, my skirt flying above the ground, and then I stop, and then his hand falls back on my waist. We dance in silence, neither of us saying a word. It should be the most painful thing in the world, awkward and uncomfortable, but for some reason it's not.

The music slows down and switches to a love song. No. Nooo. 

"Want to see the garden?" he asks. 

Thank the First Spinjitzu Master. "Yeah," I nod, trying my best not to seem to eager. I am ecstatic. I want to squeal in delight, not because I'm down bad for the person before me, but because us alone means being away from stares, enabling me to drive a knife through his heart. It's not personal, just duty. 

The garden is dimly lit by Chinese lanterns which look like red stars from afar. We walk along the stone pathways, my eyes admiring the flowers which resemble fire, swaying with the soft breeze like flames in the wind. Red strands of hair tickle my face.

"My mother used to love this place," he starts.

My head whips to him. "Used to?"

"She past." There's a sad smile on his face. My hand nearly reaches out to clasp his. 

"I'm sorry." The fact that he's warming up to me this quickly makes me mentally grin with glee. This is easy. Too easy. At the same time, it makes me want to throw up. I make me want to throw up. And then I remember that the Fire Kingdom killed my mother. So why should I feel bad for him? "What happened?"

"The Air Kingdom killed her."

He looks at me. Stares at me. Intently. 

My blood runs cold.

"Who are you?" 

a/n - "disney princess au" u got clickbaited my friend 

but not rlly bc it's inspired by cinderella and the original the little mermaid where she stabs the prince 

it's short bhahahah depressed laughing 😭💔 

mainly inspired by atla