Twice One Shots

Princess's Dark Secrets - Sana (Smut)

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May contain unappropriate words!
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Y/N found herself delicately tending to the ethereal white tulips adorning the school garden, a task she cherished deeply.

Since her enrollment at the esteemed institution nestled in their country's heart, she had faithfully nurtured these blossoms, each petal a testament to her dedication.

Despite her humble origins as the daughter of a widowed gardener, she approached her duties with grace and diligence.

Her father's toil as a caretaker in the Minatozaki estate had afforded her this opportunity, a fact she held close to her heart.

Within the walls of the manor, resided the benevolent Minatozaki couple, pillars of kindness and generosity.

Yet, amidst their benevolence, Y/N couldn't help but ponder the enigma of their daughter, Sana.

To the world, she was hailed as a princess, her reputation immaculate within the prestigious halls of their shared educational institution.

However, behind this façade lurked a different truth, one Y/N dared to acknowledge. Sana, the offspring of her father's employers, harbored a darkness that manifested in cruelty towards Y/N.

Whether aiding her father or assisting the household staff, Y/N found herself the target of Sana's relentless torment, a reality she struggled to reconcile with the princess's polished exterior.

Sana's voice echoed with a hint of disdain as she observed Y/N diligently attending to the garden, her words laden with thinly veiled contempt. "Ah, the age-old adage holds true indeed-like father, like daughter." she remarked, her tone dripping with condescension as she loomed behind Y/N, who maintained a composed demeanor.

Y/N, unfazed by Sana's barbed remark, ceased her task and turned to face her adversary with a steely gaze. "Good day, Sana." she greeted evenly, her expression betraying neither deference nor defiance.

Sana, sensing an opportunity to assert her superiority, raised an eyebrow at Y/N's apparent lack of deference. "How audacious of you to address me so informally." she remarked with a smirk, expecting Y/N to falter under her gaze.

Maintaining her composure, Y/N replied with measured calmness, her voice as serene as a tranquil lake. "My apologies, Ms. Minatozaki." she retorted, her features betraying no hint of intimidation, her resolve unyielding as the desert sands.

Sana's irritation was palpable as she clicked her tongue in vexation, only to find her annoyance mirrored by Y/N's smirking countenance, a subtle triumph gleaming in her eyes.

"I must confess, I never envisioned Ms. Minatozaki stooping to such vulgarities." Y/N remarked coolly, her gaze piercing as she wielded her words like a finely honed blade, her smirk akin to the stealth of a leopard.

Unfazed by Y/N's pointed remark, Sana bristled with indignation, her tone laced with a sense of entitlement. "Vulgarity has no place in my discourse; I merely seek to enlighten you on the importance of respect and gratitude." she proclaimed, her posture rigid as she attempted to assert her authority, though dwarfed by Y/N's imposing stature.

Y/N's chuckle danced through the air like a gentle breeze as she gracefully inclined her head towards Sana. "Once more, my apologies, Ms. Minatozaki. It appears I have been remiss in my duties as your humble servant." she conceded, her voice resonating with the depth of the ocean, causing Sana to recoil momentarily from the weight of her words.