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In a beautiful castle, a young man with a fancy white suit with white hair and purple eyes stared up at a young woman with (h/c) hair and dull (e/c) eyes. She wore a beautiful gown as her hair was up in a bun, she looked down at the male on his knee in front of her. The man had a love sick smile on his face as he stared at her.

"Princess (Y/N)...If you agree to marry me...I promise to give you the best men in the country." The Prince smiled with a lovesick smile, "I'll be your first man no matter what, but...I'll make you happy...I'll give you any man you desire." His eyes sparkled.

It was this day that this Princess's life changed forever. She was always told to be the perfect woman. Told to suck it in, suck it in, to be a wife in a (f/c) dress. To be the prettiest piece of property the land ever knew and that she grew up to be. When the Emperor called for her family to come and grace them with their presence, they did. This is when the Prince of the Emperor, Prince Arian de Secramise, came into the picture.

The Prince fell for the Princess right when he saw her beauty and graceful nature, Prince Arian practically drooled at the mouth at the sight. So he got on one knee and made a promise to make her smile, a promise to offer her anything, and anything in the sense of any man she wanted. Prince Arian truly didn't care, he just wanted to be the first one to see her smile.

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One night, at the de Secramise castle, a ball was being held and everyone was laughing and dancing like there was no tomorrow. People danced and were having fun, yet their eyes were locked on one group that entered the room. Murmurs, Murmurs, more murmurs and more.

"Oh, look! It's Prince Arian and Princess (Y/N)." A faint murmur could be heard from a noble woman, "They're a beautiful couple as always."

"I heard that Prince Arian brings princes from the neighboring countries that are constantly vying to win her heart!" Another noble woman murmured.

Most of the noble women squealed at the handsome sight of Prince Arian, whose arm was around Princess (Y/N)'s shoulders. Princess (Y/N) had dull eyes and a blank expression. Arian quickly changed to holding his arm out with (Y/N) holding his arm. Arian kept a charming smile on his face. As he looked up and smiled.

"And not only that..." A noble woman looked towards where Arian was glancing, "...But the men surrounding them are also amazingly beautiful!"

Arian sat down on his throne and reached for (Y/N) to sit on his lap as he picked her up and placed her down on his lap with a loveable smile, his arms around her waist. Arian placed his chin on (Y/N)'s right shoulder as he yawned, his hot breathing hitting the unfazed (Y/N)'s neck.

"Don't you think this ball is too grand for these stuffy old men?" Arian asked his beautiful fiance.

"It's too crowded." (Y/N) bluntly replied with a straight expression.

A male with midnight purple hair and cobalt blue eyes leaned down near (Y/N) and glanced at her, "It's a good opportunity to squeeze the pockets of those stuffy old men, so try to give them your best attitude and pay attention." He smiled softly.

"Hmmm..." (Y/N) looked down in thought, thinking about money then sweets, "I guess I have no choice." Arian hugged the (h/c)-haired beauty tighter.

A male with blonde locks and orange eyes bubbly walked up to the three as his face was flushed and his smile wide, "If you're bored, how about a dance with me, your highness?" The male asked.

(Y/N) looked at Arian to see if she could, even if she actually did not care. But before Arian could reply, a tall slightly dark skinned male with long red hair and burning red eyes stared down at the blonde haired man. The red-haired male had an intense glare as a vein could be seen.

"Hey! The one who will get the first dance is me!" The red haired male pointed to himself as the blonde haired male stuck his tongue out, annoyed.

Before (Y/N) could get a word out, a male with long pure white hair and bright yellow eyes got on his knees and glanced up at the Princess, "Or would you rather go out and enjoy the moon on the terrace?" He asked, "The moonlight is especially beautiful tonight."

"Enough with the small talk." A tall male with chocolate-typed skin, dark purple hair and bright orange to yellow faded eyes stepped on the other side of the throne, his arms behind his back, "We don't want the Prince and Princess to be the subject of gossip."

(Y/N) poked the male's arm, "Nell, you worry too much." (Y/N) explained with a blank expression as Nell bowed immediately with a flushed expression as Arian chuckled.

"Yeah, you're too uptight." The male with the blonde hair crossed his with a smile as the other smile as well.

The male with the red hair wrapped his arm around Nell as he laughed, Nell still flustered, "Hey, Sir Duke, why don't you loosen up a bit? It's just a ball!" The red-haired male laughed.

"Prince Efrit! How many times do I have to remind you? It's 'Duke Phantom' in public!?" Nell exclaimed.

Efrit laughed, "You're as droll as ever." He placed his hand on his hip with a smug smirk.

As the two discussed, (Y/N) could hear more of the murmurs coming from around the room, "The Prince certainly has high standards...The men in his fiancé's entourage are so beautiful, just like jewels." She heard a noble murmur.

"Oh my, didn't you know?" A noble woman murmured as (Y/N) suddenly felt a shudder down her spine, feeling the sense of someone watching her, catching Arian's attention immediately as he rubbed (Y/N)'s waist, "That is why they are..."

(Y/N) looked at the audience attending as she had a pure emotionless face as the men surrounded her, Arian holding her close with a smirk. (Y/N) seemed to not care for the situation she was thrown into.

They are called 'The Princess's Jewels'

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The Princess's Jewels

Episode One: A Midnight Jewel

A Story by Jyun

With Art By: Hong Cha

[This isn't my story, I'm just adding (Y/N) into it.]

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One Year Ago

In the de Secramise castle, in the meeting room of the said castle. A few figures waited at the meeting table for the main guess to enter. (Y/N) was seated next to one of Arian's brothers, a male with raven hair. The male kept on rambling about how he'd be better for her than his no-good brother. (Y/N), who blanked out, wasn't even listening nor paying attention as she simply nodded as a reply.

"ARIAN DE SECRAMISE, THE SECOND PRINCE OF ARBEZELA, HAS ARRIVED!" A guard exclaimed.

Fanfare played as Prince Arian entered the room. (Y/N) got up from her seat and walked to her fiance. Prince Arian couldn't help but smile lovingly at his fiance and how beautiful she looked in her ball gown, but he forced himself not to drool. Prince Arian bowed at (Y/N) as (Y/N) did the same before he held his arm out to her, which (Y/N) accepted. Arian turned to the Emperor and bowed respectfully.

"Your majesty, the shining sun of the great empire of Arbezela." Arian smiled, "I offer my congratulations. I heard that the royal army recently won a great battle in the ongoing war." Arian looked at her father, "You have more citizens to look after now, Father."

The Emperor looked down at Arian and (Y/N), who looked up at him as he smiled happily, "Oh, my lovely son Arian and my beautiful future daughter-in-law, (Y/N)!!!!" He cheered as he rushed down to hold his daughter-in-law's hands.

"More importantly, we're happy that you came back safe and sound." (Y/N) blankly replied.

The Emperor, Jaider de Secramise, smiled gratefully with a flushed expression [in a prideful way], "Indeed, my little future princess and my brave prince are the best!!"

A scowl came from the male, in which (Y/N) was talking to before, "The entire empire is rejoicing over news of your victory, your majesty!" The man smiled, "I, Bavilo, the first prince of the great emperor of Arbezela, am thrilled with your great victory!"

"Yes, Yes. I know." Jaider waved Balivo off as he kept gushing over his son and his future daughter-in-law.

Bavilo seemed pissed for two reasons. One, because his own father wasn't paying attention to him, even if he was the oldest and first prince of the kingdom. Two, he believed that he should be the one engaged to the beautiful Princess (Y/N). A woman as obedient and respectful as (Y/N) should immediately be engaged to him and not his younger brother.

"Please allow me to accompany you in the next battle!" Bavilo yelled, "I, Bavilo, will bring you the enemy leader's head!" Bavilo exclaimed but paused, feeling a tense energy coming from his father.

"That's not what the sword master tells me. Why don't you focus on honing your skills?" Jaider explained with a narrow glare, a deathly glare.

"Yes, Father..." Bavilo slowly, nervously, looked away as sweat trickled down his face with nervousness.

"Like Bavilo said, if only I could be given the honor to ride behind you in battle, Father..." Arian stated as he held (Y/N) close, "But I must be at my fiance's side in case she may need me." Arian knew how to tick off his brother.

"I know how capable you are, Arian." Jaider stated, "But I understand that I can't take you because it would become too dangerous for (Y/N) later on, so please don't take it personally."

Arian smiled a victorious smile, "Yes, Father." Arian wrapped his arms around (Y/N), his chin on (Y/N)'s shoulder as he felt Bavilo's intense glare.

'Ahh, our older brothers are at it again...I need to stay put and not in their line of fire.' The third prince of Arbezela, Haveron de Secramise, thought to himself, 'I feel horrible for Princess (Y/N) though...she's always in the middle of it.'

'Of course, it's most enjoyable to sit back and watch these fools fight it out.' The fourth prince of Arbezela, Kamal de Secramise, thought as his vibrant purple eyes scanned the four below them as his eyes met (Y/N)'s figure, '...Why must you be here?'

"It looks like Princess (Y/N) is the emperor's favorite...and she's not even his biological child and she's just a princess." A noble man murmured.

(Y/N) froze in place, but she felt Arian's hand tighten around (Y/N)'s as she looked at him, noticing the scowl on Arian's face. Arian was trying to keep calm but he was pissed that some men that he didn't approve of were dissing his fiance, he was pissed that anyone was dissing his fiance.

"No matter how superior Prince Arian is to his brothers...As long as Princess (Y/N)'s a woman, she'll never become the Empress." The nobleman murmured which pissed Arian off more, "At best, maybe she'll become the quiet wife she's meant to be to Prince Arian..."

The next thing said, set Arian off the edge, "Come to think of it, wasn't she already betrothed before the Emperor asked for her family to come over? And he wasn't even a royal, right? Hahahah!" The men laughed together as before Arian could walk over to smack some sense into them, he noticed (Y/N) holding onto his arm.

Arian blushed and smiled softly at his adorable wife as he slowly calmed down just by being in her presence. But that doesn't mean that when (Y/N) wasn't looking, Arian tilted his head back towards the noblemen as he smiled evilly.

Silly fools.

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Later on, within Arian's room, Arian was wearing pajamas and brushing (Y/N)'s hair. (Y/N) wore an adorable nightgown as (Y/N) just stared at herself in the mirror. Arian had hearts in his eyes as once he finished brushing (Y/N)'s hair, he picked her up bridal style and carried her to the bed. Once he laid (Y/N) in the bed, (Y/N) sat up as Arian flopped onto the bed with an annoyed groan.

"Ahh, it's such a pain dealing with those pompous court officials...especially if they're trash talking about a beauty such as you, my jewel!!" Arian hugged (Y/N) and nuzzled his face into her cheek, "The only thing that gives me solace...other than spending time with you..." Arian grabbed a book and laid back as he held (Y/N) against his chest, "Looking for beautiful men...just for you!" Arian kissed (Y/N)'s cheek, "I promise you a harem and I'll get you that harem!" Arian squealed at the handsome men in the magazine, "Look (Y/N)...these men will be perfect with you in bed!" His nose bled thinking about (Y/N) in the bed with another man while he watched.

[I know it's weird...but he doesn't care. At least if he's still your number one.]

"...They are handsome, charming, and cool...but nothing beats–" (Y/N) paused.

"Good Looks!" Arian squealed as he read the magazine, "Which one could be perfect for you?"

"...Personality." (Y/N) bluntly spoke after Arian, who felt backed into a corner at the moment.

"H...Hey! I'm engaged to you because of your personality!! Don't worry!!" Arian was flushed, trying to defend himself as he paused.

If (Y/N) were to become empress, with me as her husband, it would be legal for her to take a second husband...It might be greedy but...I'd like her to become empress for that alone. Also...to see her in a crown would be a dream! With many good looking men out there, how can she live with just one?! But I'd always be her top, her number one.

Arian sat up with (Y/N) on his lap, "But those rigid fools would rather die than see you ascend to the throne!!" Arian yelled, "What's wrong with you becoming the first Empress of the Empire?! They all have nothing on you!!" Arian pouted.

In order to do that, I'll have to strip the power away from my brothers and the nobles who don't want an Empress on the throne. Of course, this is all for the sake of her harem...but also for Arbezela. And last but not least...for the marriage of (Y/N) and I!

I can't let those incompetent fools rule our empire!!

As Arian was in thought, (Y/N) was looking in the magazine at the 'eye candy'. (Y/N) flipped through the pages until she paused at one page, her eyes shined for a minute. She only felt this feeling once before, when she met Arian. (Y/N) grabbed Arian's chin as Arian paused and became flushed.

Wait a minute.

"There is a way!" Arian smiled, hugging (Y/N), "You can have a handsome man by your side and secure your power with ease!! I'm going to make you your very own jewelry box!" Arian exclaimed as he cupped (Y/N)'s cheeks, 'Beautiful jewels, just for you...' The two shared a sweet kiss.

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The next day as Arian and (Y/N) were walking down the hall arm'n'arm, Bavilo spots the two as his blood immediately boils with anger. He found himself marching after them with his face turning red with anger.

"HEY!" Bavilo exclaimed, cathed the twos attention as they turned to face him, "Don't get so full of yourself just because you're father's favorite!" He yelled.

"Of course not! Father values modest above all, how could I ever forget it?" Arian pouts as he looked at (Y/N), "And I believe (Y/N), even though she isn't his child at all, is father's true favorite..." Arian kissed (Y/N)'s cheek, "She'll be a beautiful Empress!! My Empress!!" Arian praised as suddenly, the air turned tense.

"Ha...I know what you're up to. You want to become the heir to the throne and marry Princess (Y/N), who should be married to me..." Bavilo complained.

"What a rude thing to say! My Darling Empress, Marry you?" Arian laughed.

(Y/N) looked between the two, confused why she is part of this conversation now, Bavilo continues, "You of all people should know that no one thinks (Y/N) would be next in line for the throne."

There was silence for a moment as Arian's grip on (Y/N)'s hand tightened, "Oh my, and you think you have what it takes to be the next emperor?" He asked as Bavilo paused, "I know for a fact you're lagging not just in your swordsmanship lessons, but also in your imperial studies. While I am amazing at swordsmanship and my darling is amazing in the Imperial Studies area." Arian bragged.

Bavilo got in Arian's face as (Y/N) was nudged back, "Worry about yourself, Arian! She'll never be an empress. You should come to terms with that, for your own good." He exclaimed, forgetting (Y/N) was right there.

"How strange." (Y/N) finally spoke up, catching the attention of Arian, who was smirking in pride, and Bavilo, who's eyes were wide as he remembered his words, "If you really believed that, there would be no need for you to threaten my fiance or me like this." Arian paused as his eyes widened and his face flushed, (Y/N) just publicly called him her fiance, "Unless...you're afraid of me. Is that it? Dear Bavilo?" She asked with a simple dull expression but her (e/c) eyes were so deep.

Bavilo became heavily flustered as he held his heart tight, "HMPH! No point talking to deaf ears and cottontail. I'm going to bed! Using her looks to her advantage!" He whispered to himself, walking off.

(Y/N) - the princess of oblivious charm.

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Later on, as Arian walked with (Y/N), Arian was in thought about who he should ask to be part of his beautiful, enchanting, queen-like goddess of a fiance. It had to be someone who could protect her when he wasn't able to, like a personal guard dog.

I need to get to work and collect her jewels quickly.

Her first jewel...is 'him'.

(Y/N) held a magazine with Nell on the cover as her eyes had a bit of twinkle in them, just like when she met Arian. It was a match in Arian's mind. He needed to get this Null guy to agree to become (Y/N)'s Midnight Jewel. I mean, how hard would that be?

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🟢 Aquamarine Jewel 🟢 [✔️]

Name: Arian De Secramise

Status: Obtained

[No other Jewels Have Been Found Yet.]

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