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Princess Pea x GN! Knight Reader

(Haven’t seen any fanfics for Princess Pea, so I thought I’d make one!) “Princess?” You ask knocking on the door. Savory smells floated through the air and the sounds of all the villager just outside the walls makes its way through the corridors.

“Come in,” a quiet voice calls from behind the door. Upon entering you were meet with the princess fixing her hair. “Ah (Y/n) there you are! Could you help lace up the back of my dress it seems to have loosen while father gave the speech,” she exclaims turning back to the mirror.

Walking over you take the lace and finish up the back not seeing the blushing princess. “Thank you,” she says turning to you. “Anytime m’lady,” you say bowing cause her to giggle. “Now are you ready for the banquet?” You ask holding out a hand.

“Of course,” Princess Pea replys happily grabbing your hand and pulling you out the door to the dinning room. Once there she lets go of your arm, so her father doesn’t see.

Heading to your spot next to the princess you stand strait with your helmet covering your face. Trumpets start to blow as the head chef walks out carrying a bowl. (I love how everyone gasp like they never seen soup)

Once he finally reaches the queen the head chef gives her a ladle full of the soup. “This is amazing,” the queen says grabbing a spoon. After that you kind of zone out staring at the princess till you hear a plop and some gasp.

“It moved,” the Queen remarks. “The soup moved,” “No no no no i-itz did not move,” the chef says. Just then a rat pops out with a mushroom on its head and wearing tiny cloths.

“GAH!” The Queen screams dropping her spoon. “Darling?” The King ask leaning over. “A rat! There’s a rat in my soup!” The Queen complains causing you to lean over to see the rat try to explain itself?

“Gah there’s a rat in my soup and I ate it! *dying bird noise*” just then the queen drops into her soup as the rat comes toward the princess. Grabbing the handle of your sword you ready yourself to attack.

“Its a rat!” The Princess shrieks. “Get me that rat!” The king commands causing you and the guards to chase after it. “Alright boys let’s go!” You yell chasing after it.

“Kitchen, he’s going for the kitchen!” The head chef yells running after the rat. “Stop that rat!” While you and other guards try to grab him.

“Get back here,” you mumble following it to the big soup pot. Knowing you should go look after the royal family you head back to the dinning room. Making a bee line for the Princess and the King.

“Sweetie, darling?” The King ask shaking he’s wife. “She’s, she’s, she’s, d-d-d-,” “Blimey she’s dead,” another guard says. “Get him!” He yells as the rest follow after the rat.

Not to far behind you see a guard throw a turnip at the rats head causing it to fall on the shot leading to the giant soup. The head chef just making it in time to move the shot out of the way lunching the rat on your foot.

Some guard then brings a malet down on it trying to hit the rat, but misses terribly. “Hit the rat you idiot not me!” You yell following the rat to a grater. “Oh we got you now,” you say. Trying to stab the rat, but it just ends up falling down the sewer.

Turning around you wack the guard who hit your foot. You and some other guards head back to the dining room. “Can’t believe the Queen is dead, and by a rat never the less,” one of the guard said.

“Yeah what way to go next thing you know soup will be banned!” The other one jokes. “Stop both of you,” you hiss whacking both of their heads. “What of the King or Princess heard you their clearly going to be morning,” you say walking in front.

“Yeah mate you could have hurt (Y/n)’s future wife’s feelings,” the guard jokes elbowing the other. Quickly turning on your heel you face both of the men. “Stop it! The princess and I can’t get married she’ll probably just marry some hot prince,” you say waving your hands.

“Just saying caption you have a chance,” the guard says walking past your hidden blushing face. “Whatever,” you mumble catching up to them as the dinning doors open.

Looking around you make “eye contact” with the Princess. It took every atom in both of your body’s not to run to each other. Walking over you place a hand on the King’s shoulder.

“Sir I know you love your wife, but please let us take the body to get ready to bury,” you say. “No no no no no,” was all the King could whisper. Turning to you commands for help they come over and pry the King away.

“Your highness I think it’s best if your go to your privet chambers,” one of them says help the King to stand. “She’s gone, she’s gone, she’s gone,” the King repeats walking out of the room.

Turning back no one was moving. “Alright people go home the banquet is over!” You shout startling everyone. “You two,” you point at two guards. “Take the body to the morgue and tell the guy to wait on the process,” you command waiting for them to move.

Yet no one was moving. “WELL WE DONT HAVE ALL DAY!!” You yell starting everyone into a scurry. Turning back to the Princess you see her being taken away by her maidens. “Caption?” a guard ask.

“What?” You ask. “Um the King wishes to speak with you,” the now shaking guard says. “Thank you,” you say dryly walking to the King’s chambers.

Knocking on the door you wait. “Come in,” a voice beckons you. “Your Highness you called for me,” you say entering. “What did you do with the body?” He ask facing the window.

“We sent it to the morgue sir,” answer looking to the ground. “Hmm alright, send a message to the mortician I want the funeral ready for tomorrow,” he commands.

“Yes sir is there anything else?” You question. “Yes, (Y/n),” he says turning to you. “You only job is to look after my daughter I don’t need to lose her too,” he orders eyes red from crying and throat dry. “Yes sir!” You say saluting before leaving.

“You boy!” You calling pointing to a servent. “Run to the morgue and tell the mortician to have the body ready by tomorrow for the funeral, and hurry,” you command heading to the Princess’s room.

“Princess Pea!” you call from the other side of the door. “May I come in your majesty?” you question. The door then opens causing you to move out of the way as all of the maidens walk past you giggling.

“(Y/n)?” her voice asks. God your name sounded so nice coming from her. “Yes your majesty it's me,” you say stepping through the door. “Oh (Y/n)!” she cries throwing herself on you. “Shh,” you whisper combing her hair.

“She’s gone and all cause of a rat,” the Princess cry. “Yes I know,“ you comfort leading her to the bed. Setting her done you sit next to her removing your helmet. Princess Pea looks over to you only then to quickly look away blushing, or to hide her tear-stained face.

“It’ll be alright,” you hug her. “What if it doesn't?” she asks looking up at you. “Then you'll always have this knight to save you,” you state proudly puffing up your chest and flexing. “*giggle* well with you as my night nothing could go wrong,” she says getting close to you.

“Captain (Y/n)!” “Princess Pea!” a guard and Maiden Louise call for you. “Princess you need to rest up after that and get ready for bed the funeral is tomorrow,” the maiden says walking to the closet.

“Captain you have to do portal for the night,” the guard says saluting. “Alright we'll then-,” “Will you be at the funeral?” the Princess asks grabbing your arm. “Yes, some higher-ranking guards and I will be on the side to mourn with you,” you say placing your helmet back on.

“Alright then see you tomorrow,” she says walking over to her Louise who was holding a more comfortable dress then the formal dress she was wearing. As the princess starts to undress you quickly walk away “What were you staring at?” the guard jokes poking your side as you leave.

“N-nothing,” you reply struggling to hide your stutter. Leaving you didn't notice a certain someone smiling after overhearing your conversation.

“Oh, your majesty what on earth are you smiling about?” Louise asks taken back by the smiling Princess after her mother died not too long ago. “Hmm oh nothing,” Pea quickly exclaims.

“I know what it is,” Louise says wiggling her eyebrows. “What?” the Princess ask slipping into the new dress. “Your in love this that caption (Y/n) are you not?” Louise ask.

“What?!” Pea ask almost dropping the dress. “I see the way you look at each other with love,” the maid pen say trying the back. Only Pea was wishing it was you doing that.

“Even if I did it I can't just marry the Caption (Y/n),” she states. “Why not? Their quite the catch I must say,” this causes the Princess to blush madly. “Suprised no one has ask them the question already,” the maiden thinks out loud.

Pea’s mind started to fill with thoughts of someone courting you. Cling to your arm. Kissign you. Living happily married while she marry some other prince who just wants to carry on the blood line.

“Your majesty are you okay?” Louise ask. Coming back to reality the Princess realizes how hard she was holding the comb. “I'm yes I'm fine just wish to be alone now,” she says standing up.

“As you wish your majesty,” Louise says moving out of the way. “Ring if you need anything,” she finishes walking out of the room. The princess then turns towards the window and sits on the chair. Waiting for tomorrow.