𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 - 𝐝𝐨𝐣𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐭 [𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖉 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘]

III

┌─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───┐

└─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───┘

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" 𝓌𝑒'𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑜𝓎, 𝓌𝑒 𝒶𝒾𝓃'𝓉 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒~ "

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𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑

• 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙧???

• 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨

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(m/n) was brought to his new room, which was just around the corner from the Empress'-

The male almost gawked at how luxurios it was to which Navier almost laughed as she covered her face with her hand. The servants began to prep his room as well as rearranging his clothing and garments from his suitcase. Including his underwear-

"Waaah! You don't need to do that!" (m/n) cried out embarassed as he quickly took the fabric and stuffed it in his suitcase, hiding it behind his back. One of the butlers tried to take it back. "Let us help you, Sir (m/n)." He spoke while trying to reach for the bag.

"I-I'd prefer it if you let me handle it myself." The (h/c) stammered. Navier hummed as she dismissed the servants, them quickly exiting the room as well as closing the doors as she approached (m/n). "Let's talk for a bit, darling."

He gulped as he felt shivers went down his spine. Everytime she called him 'darling', something was up. Timidly sitting on the edge of the bed, Navier sat beside him. (m/n) fumbled with the end of his sleeves, a habit of his when he thought he was in trouble. The empress took note of it. "In three days, the royal organiser shall organise a ball where I will officially introduce you as my consort and the day of our marriage as well."

The (h/c) bit his lower lip. He knew this was coming but getting married?? To the empress?? In three days??? God please help me I swear I won't masturbate ever again-