SAO drabbles ~

Asuna's magic carpet ride | part 8

As I was passing through the main golden decal doors of the sultan's palace hallways, I stopped in my tracks as I reached the entrance to the royal dining hall, feeling like my heart was about to burst from my nervousness.

Before entering the room, I closed my eyes to calm myself, taking shaky breaths and whispering under my breath at the same time.

"Kazuto, you can do this...you're a prince, remember? Prince Kazu of Abagwa...just stick to the plan and you'll be fine."

I open my eyes then make my way into the room.

I was expecting the scenario to go as so since I had a plan of my own on how to survive the banquet that was set in my honor.

The plan started with myself entering the room, greeting the princess and her father with a bow, then to sit beside the princess and charm her with pre-prepared lines written from Klein to help with my nervousness.

The lines written, talk about my aspirations for the future of how I would rule alongside the princess in harmony, allowing our two kingdoms to become one and giving our poor commoners better lives using the power of our royalty.

I'd then end the banquet with professing my love to the princess in front of the sultan to ask for her hand in marriage on the spot.

That was the plan...at least I thought it would be.

Oh boy,  I was wrong. 

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Interrupted from my thoughts by a  shrill scream, I rushed into the room only to see the sultan seated on a throne beside the table while his royal Vizir Agil stands beside him, holding a snake staff towards Princess Asuna who was cowering in fear as Agil held her forcefully by her hair.

Instantly, my eyes widen at the horrors I was seeing.

I stand by the entrance of the room in shock as Agil decides to greet me.

"Ah Prince Kazu, how nice of you to join us, isn't it, princess?"

I watch as the princess lets out muffled cries, shaking her head under Agil's grasp.

The Vizir brings his snake staff closer to her face, practically resting it upon her chin.

"I said, isn't it nice, princess?!" he hisses at her while bringing his face close to her and banging his staff on the floor, to further intimidate and terrify her.

Through her muffled sobs, the princess nods, panicked and scared.

My teeth clench.

"What do you think you're doing?! Get your hands off her!" I yell, while running towards the royal vizier, only to be stopped and pushed to the floor by-

the sultan?!

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to be continued-