BTLG- Crush - Adult! Male! Liechtenstein x Reader

Fingers brushed over your hair, lightly misplacing a few strands. The touch was soft and calming. In some ways it reminded you when either of your parents would put you to sleep by just brushing their fingers through your locks.

The nostalgia made you hum in contentment. If this could continue forever you wouldn’t have minded. Feeling the corners of your lips tug up, you suddenly stilled.

‘Wait. I’m alone in my house. No one is supposed to visit me-‘ You sat up in shock, making whoever was touching your head to back away. ‘This isn’t my living room! Am I in a mansion? Woah, who is this person!?’

“Where- who- what is going on!”

The frail old lady you were talking to, flinched at your harsh tone. “Please keep it down, young lady.”

“S-Sorry. I didn’t realize where I was, so I freaked.”

“Oh hon, its quite alright. I found you passed out in the Jewelry Room of Lord Stein. I thought you were a thief at first, but you turned out to be a young girl in some very casual clothes. Are you alright?”

Blinking at this woman’s kindness, her face reminded you of that of a grandmother. You felt safe in her presence.

“I’m fine. But could you please tell me again where I am? I never heard of this Lord Stien person before.”

‘Though his last name does ring a distant bell…’

She brightened when asked the question. “Lord Stein, is that young man right there on the portrait. He is very kind and treats everyone with the upmost respect.”

“He is handsome. Wait- It can’t be!”

She noticed your realization and smiled. “It does take a while to recognize him at first but that’s because he keeps his privacy although being very social. He does have more to protect than just his image.” Her voice faded when she stared at the portrait.

You took no notice of her secret condescending glace when you continued to stare at the Genderbend version of Liechtenstein. He was considerably older in this portrait making you assume that he was around his late teen or early twenties now.

It blew your mind how quick he had grown. Had the author of Hetalia known this? Created this? The mechanics of this was astounding. This was possible? Apparently it was.

Understanding this, you were also shocked at the fact you were likely in another world, universe if you will, where male Liechtenstein was real. Somehow, someway by falling into that mirror, you landed in a world that was never supposed to exist outside the world of 2D.

“Miss?”

“Er, I just dozed off for a sec, huh?”

“You did. I was a little worried there. It was like you were figuring something out.” The end of her sentence broke off suddenly.

Normally, you thought it was some elderly person thing but she sounded legitimately afraid. Like you understood something she wanted to keep hidden. ‘Your imagination is
overworking again, ______.’

“I was. I realized I saw Lord Stein before in a picture an artist sketched once.”

“Ah, g-good.” She calmed. “Its nice to be young and recall things so quickly. You probably know this, but us older folk need some time to figure and do stuff.”

“Heh. I think when you’re older, you get wiser.”

“Hm, you may be right. Though what I wouldn’t give to be young and beautiful again.” Her eyes visibly flashed and you blinked thrice.

‘Did her eyes just-? Okay, I am starting to feel uneasy..’

“Excuse me, ma’am. I love to continue to chat but I’m sure I have some people to call. They are probably very worried.”

‘Hopefully I can still call them. I’m not sure if my family and friends are on this same universe. Does inter-dimensional travel affect phone calls?’

“Please stay. I promise to show you to the nearest phone line if you talk with me a bit more.” Her eyes hardened, yet her voice became softer. “I as a caretaker of Lord Stein’s home get lonely and I rarely get to talk so much with another person.”

Darnit! Why did she have to pull out the sympathy card? Now you really had to stay a little longer. Sigh.

“If you really want to talk more, I’ll stay a little while.” She grinned (it scarily reminded you of a demented person). You put your finger up. “However, only for a bit. I have to call my folks.”

“Sure, sure! I won’t be long I promise.” Ushering you, a surprised squeal bubbled from your mouth.

“What are you doing?”

“I figured since a pretty young thing like you gave me an old lady the time of day, I should reward you.”

“Uh…thanks?”

She shook her head, “No, I should be thanking you.” Pushing your body into a smaller room filled with more beautifully decorated jewels, your eyes immediately caught on its main centerpiece.

It was that of a crown, embellished by multi-colored jewels of various precious gems. Ruby, sapphires, emeralds and others dazzled your eyes though one lone clear diamond truly sparkled above the rest.

“Holy maceral!”

“I know. I reacted the same way when I first worked here.” She touched the glass encasing the exquisite object lovingly. “There is a tale that this crown gives power to any who wear it. Anything is possible with this crown…anything.” Her expression darkened before lightening. That was frightening. “Then again, its only a tale told to children.” She chuckled.

You on the other hand, nervously laughed. The vibes coming from this woman erased your previous feelings of being safe.

“Girl, was is your name?” She asked suddenly.

“I never told you?”

“I wouldn’t be asking if you did.”

Jeez, snippy Grandma. “_______.”

“______? That’s interesting.”

“What about you?”

Her fingers which were stroking the glass pane, paused. You couldn’t see the reflection of her face. “Meh. My name doesn’t matter anymore. Just call me “ma’am” and I’ll be content.”

Okay? That was a first. “Ok ma’am.”

“Good girl. Now, be a dear and try this on.” Pressing a code to disengage the security and opening the glass case, she reached in. Surprisingly for an older woman, she lifted the heavy-looking crown up off its huge pedestal and held it chest-level.

“I-Isn’t that against the rules or something? I can’t try that on! It obviously belongs to royalty—a queen; which I’m not! Plus, why do you want me to wear that? I don’t want to get in trouble!” Your words came in a flurry.

“Come now, child. There is no need to panic. I have always wanted to try on this crown, but my head would be too tired to support it. It would be nice to see it on someone’s head for once. Lord Stein has never once worn his own crown since a long time ago.”

“Still that doesn’t give me the right to try it on. What about Lord Stein himself comes in?”

Automatically after your voice raised a few knots, there was movement outside the grand doors behind you. Luckily they were closed and the old woman grabbed your arm, harshly. “Shh, stupid girl! If the guards of this estate find you, you could end up in jail for attempting to steal.”

“I didn’t steal anything.” Your voice came in more hushed. The shadows outside the room came close.

“Well, hon, that is hard to believe when you are in a room full of jewelry despite me knowing you didn’t take anything. I would try to defend you but they wouldn’t believe an old lady like me because of my history of forgetting things. It’s a miracle they’ve kept me working. So quiet!”

Obediently, you shut your mouth, waiting for the guards to pass. One stopped in front of the door and when it seemed he was going to open the door, you held your breath.

‘They are gonna find me! They are going to take me to jail for a crime I didn’t commit!’

“Eh, Gale! We have to go to the front room. Lord Stein is going to do a speech or something.” Another male spoke. Hefty footsteps joining his fellow guard.

Seeing the knob shiver, you wanted to run.

“Right now?”

“Ya. Mitch is radioing me nonstop. We have to go now.”

“Fine, but you tell that old fart he still owes me a drink.” Boots clicked from the two male guards, away from the room. It was a relief to see the shadows retreat to wherever Stein was. A long exhale released.

“Phew! I really thought they were going to catch us!” Breaking into a smile, you looked over to Ma’am to find she held the crown over her head, smirking.

“Stupid trusting girl.”

Your screaming “What!” rang throughout the room. The woman forcibly thrusted the crown atop your head. Its encrusted edges dug into your scalp and enormous pressure squeezed your skull. Reacting to this foreign feeling, your hands flew up trying to get a grip on the crown.

“Get this off of me!”

“No.”

“Why? Why would you do this to me?  I did nothing to you!”

‘This isn’t good! I can’t get this crown off! Its like its attached to me and refusing to let go. I can’t explain it, but I feel like its draining me. Hnng. I can barely move.’

The old b*tch laughed and her mouth morphed into something horrific. “I can’t. You see, I lied. This crown does not give the user its power. Rather it takes away. Rumor has it a jealous priest cursed the crown-wearer, thinking it would be royalty, to agony. The person, usually a priest, who placed the crown atop the hated person’s head would thus gain power and rule the nation through the pained ruler. ”

Hearing this caused you to go in a frenzy. “This makes no sense! I’m not even royalty, you confused a$$!” The pain got harsher. “I have nothing to give! Especially not a nation! Why put this on me?”

“You do have something I want. A young mind and body.” She backed away a safe distance when you tried to clutch her throat through bleary eyes. “You see, when I first discovered the legend I knew if I did what the priest had done, I might be able to get what I most desire. After all, the priest in the tale wanted a nation, then why can’t I most desire?”

“Why you-!” Yelling many words and expletives at this woman, you clutched the crown. It got tighter and prevented you from reaching the woman. Finally falling to your knees, you came face to face by a full-length mirror.

‘Was that here before?’

Staring at it, the blurry vision momentarily cleared to see what was being reflected back. Your face was pained and tear-stained. The Crown was bent inward and the metal kept twisting in. All of this was terrifying but that was not what caused you to practically lose your mind.

Via the mirror, you saw the gigantic clear diamond in the crown’s middle slowly turn into shades of color. It was hard to explain, only that you were positive whatever was sucked out of you had a profound effect on your body. For a quick second, you caught your eyes sallow before returning to normal and your head contacted the floor.

Twitching, you suddenly felt the pressure lift off of you. ‘Thank goodness…its over.’

“I’ll take that.” You heard footsteps nearing you and pick something up. Knowing it was the crown, you were more than stunned when you found she wore it. “Thank you, ______, for your generous donation. Ah, I can taste your soul.” Her skin started to shed its wrinkles and you swore you were living in a nightmare.

“Y…ou…won’t get away with this.”

“Hon, I think I did. Though I’m a tad regretful, you will understand in time.” Tipping your chin back, the now youthful girl grinned. “See ya later~” She skipped away, giggling and you reached out.

“N-No…” Eyes closing and feeling your hand smack the ground, hands grabbed your arms making you scream.

“Who are you, girl!?”

~~~Timeskip Of Male Liechtenstein Sensually Taking off His Trademark Blue Ribbon from His Collar~~~

“You did so great, Noah!”

The personification of Liechtenstein looked to his best friends, Hungary and Ukraine. He couldn’t help but blush at their compliments. It had been the third time after the meeting they said this.

“Thank you, Daniel, Demetri.”

“Pfft! You act like you got nothing accomplished. You single-handedly rose the value of your currency by that genius banking maneuver! I bet your brother would be proud.”

Noah lightly grinned at the Hungarian. The mention of his brother brought many nostalgic feelings ever since he chose to move out. He missed him dearly.

“How is he? I have not seen him for a long time.”

Demetri spoke up. “Vell, I saw him last week during some negotiations about an agreement. He looked fine.” Ukraine touched Noah’s shoulder, “I’m sure he misses you too. Don’t worry about it!”

“I cannot help it. He is my Big Brother.”

His friends sadly smiled. Poor Noah never got over the fact he had to be his own man now. His brother was always there; and now he’s not.

Demetri brightened. “Tell you what! Ve should really have some fun later! Say tomorrow? My bruder and sister, Nikolai and Bella can’t be alone vith Ivan or-“

“AHHHH!!” On cue, Ivan screamed.

“Got to go. Feel better alright?” He flashed him a grin and embraced him before running in Russia’s direction.

Daniel sighed. “I too have to go too. Roderich is getting antsy these days. I think its because Feli broke his piano a few days ago.” Hugging him, Hungary left Liechtenstein alone in his hall. Familiar presences of his guards appeared and followed him as he walked forward.

Loosening his collar, he felt the silk material of the blue ribbon he wore between his fingers. He stared down at it, feeling sad. ‘Do you really miss me brother? I haven’t heard from you in weeks.’

His inner thoughts were interrupted when his guard named Gale ran to him.

“Sir, there is a girl that was captured in the Jewelry Room! We think she tried to escape before two other guards apprehended her.”

“What? How could this have happened?” Liechtenstein couldn’t believe this. His mansion was one of the most fortified homes in all of the world!

“I am not sure, sir. No alarms were triggered and there was no footage of her. It was like she was a ghost until now.”

Noah nodded. “That is very strange. Bring her to me.”

“Right away, sir.” Gale bowed and shot off into the direction to complete his orders.

Noah tapped his chin in thought. A thief without detection, huh. ‘Fascinating.’

~~~Timeskip Of Noah Bringing His Slender Fingers Under Your Tank Yop~~~

“Huuuuuuuuuuh?”

All around you, guards surrounded you. Shouting many things and your ears managed to focus on one voice when that person ruthlessly grabbed your arm.

“Who are you, girl!?”

 This man’s voice was feral and frightening. You didn’t have time to react when another person grabbed your second arm, trying to hoist you up to your feet.

“Get up!” The guard to your opposite side was a woman. “We are not going to treat you any kinder because you’re a woman, thief!”

“Thief? What thief? I’m no thief!”

“Uh-huh. That’s what they all say. Now get up! We are going to take you to the boss.”

Trying to comply, your feet gave up from under you. “I-I can’t.”

The male guard didn’t believe you. Instead, he and the woman kept trying to make you stand. They thought you were lying and uncooperative. Deeming you weren’t going to listen anytime soon, they decided to continue to grab your arms and drag you.

Struggling in their grasp, you couldn’t believe this was happening. First that deranged woman, her gaining your whatever-that-was, and now you were arrested?

“It wasn’t me! It was that old woman! The caretaker! I didn’t do anything!” Your feet hung loosely behind you. The headache you had was messing with your coordination.

“There has never been a caretaker.” The scary looking female security guard growled. “No more talking.”

‘No caretaker? But how? She knew everything about Lord Stein and his place! No wonder she wouldn’t give me her name. Could it be she was a delusional stalker or-‘ A grating noise sound within your head made you whimper. Again you were shushed and threatened when suddenly you were halted. The guards stood still. Confused and petrified to what would happen next, you saw a man step in front of you.

“Lord Stein!” All guards saluted.

“I don’t believe it… its him.”

Noah Stein, Genderbend version of cannon female personification Liechtenstein. He was many times more attractive than any picture you’ve seen drawn of him and equally as adorable. His previously rounded face had sharper angles due to age.

“Sir, we found her in the Royal Jewels Room. We were prepared to take her directly to you-- but we didn’t expect you’d be here in the middle of the hallway.”

He rose his hand. “I wanted to see this culprit myself sooner. Yet I have to say I didn’t expect her to be very…. innocent-looking.” Liech neared and you felt super embarrassed he found you like this.

‘Imagine what he must think of me? Plus, I feel like crap. Probably look like it too.’

Finding anything to stare at besides his keen inspection, you focused on the blue ribbon he was wearing. It was tied around his neck and gave him a sort of princely air. Your continued observation was cut short as his deep green orbs soaked you in its sparkling depths.

Panicking in your mind, your face flushed; unaware of Noah’s own thoughts.

He calmly took in your disheveled appearance, causing him to remember his brutal times of being passed along between nations when he was younger. Eventually he was left alone in the streets to fend for himself. If it hadn’t been for his big brother slash savior, Switzerland, he knew he would have become nothing by now.

Slowly his broad hand extended from its previously relaxed position to your general direction. “If you would allow me, I would be more than happy to assist you.”

Every single person in the room dropped their jaws open in shock.

“S-Sir, please excuse this but I don’t think that is a good idea. She tried to steal from you.” Gale stepped forward.

“What did she try to steal?”

“We believe the Crown, my lord.”

“The Royal Crown was intact?” The room fell silent. Noah pressed. “I repeat was this Crown still intact?”

“The Crown was intact…it was in the glass case and no alarms were triggered.”

Your mouth opened then closed. ‘That doesn’t make any sense. I am sure that woman snatched the Crown out of its case and took it with her.’ Trying to remember the woman’s face, you found you couldn’t.

“See I didn’t steal anything! I was framed!” You were shaken to shut up.

Liechtenstein furrowed his brows, hating the treatment you were receiving. Cue mini flashback of him huddled on the street with rain pouring down on him. Its droplets matting his unwashed hair and drenching his tattered clothes.

“It seems this girl did not do anything wrong, therefore I demand you let go of her at once! Also, place her on her feet. She is not some dog to be dragged around.”

Gale and the guards never heard Liech’s voice raise before. It was uncharacteristically hostile. “Right away, sir, however the girl claims she can no longer stand. That is why we dragged her.”

“Is that so?”

Again, you felt you were fantastically drowning in his gaze. ‘Why do I feel so different when I look at him?’

“If she cannot stand on her own, I order you to carry her-“

“I can stand.” Every person in the stared at you and bravely (even with a migraine that kept demanding that you lay down) you mustered all the strength you had to push yourself upward by wobbling feet. Gaining more of your footing, you stood up straight and defiantly smiled.

The two guards that held you, glared at you skeptically. They thought you lied earlier about being unable to stand. They were ready to pounce if you tried anything.

Liechtenstein was impressed. “Very well. Would you mind taking a walk with me?” Once more, he offered his hand and his guards began to object. He politely told them to back off. Bringing your hand to his, Noah gently took it. Warmth spread and he felt it too.

“Yes I would. Thank you.”

“Before I forget, could I inquire what your name is?”

His formal talk made you smile.

 “_____  ______. But you can call me by my first name.”

He tested the word and kissed your hand. Red spread throughout your skin. “______, my name is Noah Stein-“

“Also named Liechtenstein.” You finished for him. Or so you thought. His expression told you what you said wasn’t common knowledge and everything could have come crashing down when he sighed.

“There was a time when my identity was kept secret until someone of my close circle leaked information about my fellow peers and I. Everyone now knows our identity.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know that caused you this much grief.”

“No, do not apologize for it is not your fault. Come. I want you to join me for dinner after we find you something to wear. T-That is if you want to.”

“I would be honored to.”

Noah’s face, if possible, became extra cute and he gentlemanly interlocked your arm with his.

“This way then.”

~Mini Timeskip~

You knew mansions were huge, but this one had to be the king of all mansions! Hallways taller than two or three big rigs stacked against one another either had walls holding elaborate paintings of previous rulers or full floor windows showing the outside.

Outdoors, it was sunny and revealed a beautiful expanse of rolling fields and in the far North lie the Central Alps. The sight was charming and exquisite. It was every photographer’s dream of capturing on camera.

In the while you were walking, you were exchanging small talk to Noah. Every word he expressed was elegantly punctuated and you couldn’t help but admire him. You knew he was knowledgeable, yet you never got the full effect until you met him. He was truly a remarkable person.

Tiny red strings of a starting crush began to develop. You felt more comfortable around him than most people you knew. It was like you had known him for a long time without actually knowing him.

Walking past many rooms, you caught a glance of one that had mostly red and blue with flecks of gold everywhere in the great expanse of the suite. You thought it was just another guestroom but all that washed away when you peered a little closer to see a gigantic flag of Liechtenstein hanged on a wall with gold embroidery around it.

You wanted to stop to continue staring, but after taking a glance at one of the guards, you decided against it. It was like his face was saying, “Do one wrong move and I will take you down.” Nope. You’d rather keep your life.

“We are here.”

Noah had led you to a slightly smaller suite. He respectfully untangled himself from you to ask one of the maids to get you something to wear.

“Oh its fine. I don’t need any clothes. The last thing I’d want is to cause any more trouble.”

“Trouble? Rest assured you are not. Give Prim your clothes. She will wash them for you after she gets you your new clothing.”

A strange feeling struck you at the thought of parting with your clothes. It was strong enough to feel like you were choking. Being in this other world reminded you of the only things left from your home was what you were wearing.

“If I agree to wear new clothes, could I keep my old ones? Unwashed please.”

“Why? Why keep filthy clothes when they could be laundered?”

For a moment you forgot until a few seconds later you answered, “Because of my parents.” In your mind’s eye, their faces blurred. ‘What?’

Noah was surprised by your response. He never had the luxury of knowing what it was like to have a family. Switzerland was who he had that was close to it.

“I understand. Would you like to give them a call?”

“Ye..” Woah, what just happened? Your automatic recall of all phone numbers to family and friends were wiped from your memory.

Concerned how quickly your voice faded away, Noah cocked his head to the side. “Are you feeling well?”

“I think so.” Something’s wrong here. “I can’t seem to remember much. I think I might have hurt myself.”

Noah’s expression hardened. “I apologize if one of my guards did this to you. They treated you harshly and will be punished.”

“Please that is not necessary! The last thing I’d want to cause anyone trouble.”

He wouldn’t hear it. “You are kind, but this situation will be dealt with accordingly. Prim, please dress _____ with our best clothes. She is a welcomed guest in my home. If you would please excuse me.” Bowing, he smiled and went to walk off, presumably to scold his guards.

Initially, you felt bad for them when you though they deserved it! ‘They did treat me rudely and who knows what else they could have done to me before Noah came?’

Absorbed in your thoughts, you failed to notice Prim making all the arrangements for your clothing. She was fast and had already made you sit on the bed by the time you paid attention. She was ready to undress you when you stuttered a “No, I can undress m-myself. Thanks.”

Waiting for her to nod and get out of the room, she courteously said “I will be back with fresh towels” and closed the door.

Peeling the clothes off your body, you realized your headache was no longer present though you felt horribly empty. It was hard to think of the ‘why’ when realization of your failed recollection of important things made you react.

‘Am I…losing my mind?’

Thinking this made your heart hurt and tears spring to how truthful it sounded. Before you went in full meltdown mode, the maid had come back and knocked.

“Excuse me, I have gotten the towels. Could I come in? Are you done changing?”

“J-Just give me a minute!” Racing to put on what the maid gave you, silk caressed your skin. It provided little comfort to your terrible realization. Eventually opening the door for the maid to come in, you waited for her to set down the towels and led you to Noah. 

~~~Last Timeskip Of Noah Waltzing With You By A Beautiful Classical Melody~~~

A few hours had passed since the time the maid led you to the dining room where Noah sat.

He was at the end of the table and had gestured for you to sit to his right. It was overwhelming to walk over to him since the dining hall and its correspondingly long dining table was a feat to overcome. By the time you had come by his side, you were panting.

He took a glance at your face, thinking you looked adorable. He pinked at the sudden thought and greeted you. More words were exchanged between the both of you and together the atmosphere got lighter.

In half an hour’s time, his butler had served Pepper venison with Käsknöpfle to the plates. “Enjoy one of this nation’s delicacy.” Liechtenstein and you said your thanks and went to eat.

Tapping the napkin to your mouth, you noticed the guards were far enough away to give privacy but close enough if something were to go wrong. Yet there was a different feeling to them; like they were afraid to get close.

‘Noah must have scared the crap out of them. Ha! That’s what they get for their behavior.’

“______.”

“Yes?”

“I was waiting to ask you this after we finished eating. How did you manage to get into my home? It’s not any home you could get into without being caught immediately.”

“To tell you the truth, I really don’t know. One minute I was in my living room and the next I woke up here.” You knew you were missing an important detail, though you
didn’t think you could say that.

“That is odd. One of my guards who monitors my mansion’s perimeter says no one got in or out last night.” He leaned forward, “Which begs the question, if my security is flawed or you’re a genius hacker.”

“As I said before, I have no idea how I got here and I’m definitely am not a hacker.”

Liech watched you carefully and a bead of sweat formed on the side of your cheek. ‘Jeez. He is staring at me so intensely.’

“I believe you. I admit I still am curious how you got in here, though such conversations can be continued later.” He then went on to talk about his food and his brother to who he loved very much. “I haven’t seen him for a while.”

“Then why don’t you?”

“Because he is a very busy man and-“

You softly touched his hand. “If you miss him, see him. I’m sure he will be happy.”

Noah was struck by your words. “A-Alright, if you so insist.” His cheeks heated at your contact and touched his ribbon.

‘Must be a nervous tick of his.’ You noticed it had a little split in the ribbon. ‘That looks like the blue ribbon Switzerland gave him when he was younger.’

Reaching for it, he freaked out and you reassured him that you wouldn’t harm it.

“Look, it has a tiny split on its end. If you don’t cut it now, it can eventually unravel the ribbon to bits. You don’t want that to happen do you?” It took a while to convince him until he gave you his most precious treasure.

“Fine, I will give you this ribbon, but please be careful.”

“I will.”

Taking the knife next to his plate, he flinched and the guards almost took out their weapons. He told them to back off. They did and watched wearily.

Getting the knife and bringing it down, Noah was fearful you were going to cut it in half when you quickly swiped. The split in the ribbon was gone and it was fixed.

“Amazing. You never cease to awe. Thank you.”

“It was nothing.” You blushed at his compliment, handing it to him. He took it and went to tie it around his collar again. “Need help?”

He considered this yet he was too shy to say yes. “I think I am fine. Thank you again.”

“No problem.” You couldn’t help but see a peek of his chest, while he adjusted his shirt. Finally done tying his ribbon, he smiled and offered to show you the mansion. You were going to agree when a guard whispered in his ear.

“It seems we have to cut this short. I am very sorry.”

“It’s fine. I am sure you have many duties to attend to.”

“I do.” He agreed. “Since it is late, I will let my maid take you to your room. Again I apologize. I had looked forward to speaking more with you. Till tomorrow. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Noahie~.”

He blinked at the nickname, not sure what to make of it. He was never used to informal speech. Curtly nodding, he followed his guard.

You went back to your room and the maid asked if you needed anything to accommodate your needs. Kindly saying, “No thank you, Prim. That will be all”, the nice maid grinned and bid you a goodnight. Going to your plushy bed, you touched your unwashed and newly folded clothes. Was this all that existed from your home world?

Thinking about your previous life, the pain in your head went from nonexistent to agony. Turning to the front of a tiny mirror next to the nightstand, you were shocked to see an outline of a crown on your head.

“What is this? This crown?”

Little did you know this was the same crown that drained you, but you had no recollection of it. Eyelids closing for a second, the image was gone making you plop down on your bed. Holding your head and elbows burrowing into the soft flesh above your kneecaps, you whispered to yourself.

“I’m seeing things—and these memories are fading away faster than I can remember. Why is this happening to me?” It made no sense!

“Why am I forgetting them?...” The question left a shiver in your spine when another more important one sprang up.

“…And how do I get back home?”