YE Prompt: 2019 - 1 - Romance

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I wanted to work on my Aston girls x Allen fic. Went out the window. Wanted to write actual romantic DxM fluff. No go. So you get this.

Dedicated to Millerna, of course.

Almost seven-year-old Dryden stared at the gurgling, wiggly little human being in his arms.

His family had come to see the new baby princess because Father and the king were best friends. Father was usually trying to get him to play with Princess Marlene, but Dryden thought girls were gross. Marlene wasn’t gross-gross because she was a princess and she was a little older than he was. But she was still a girl. Marlene liked to have tea parties with her dolls. Dryden didn’t like tea. Marlene liked knights and fancy horses, and knights and princesses and flowers. Dryden wasn’t a knight. He didn’t like flowers. Horses were alright, but he liked to go fast and Marlene liked to go reeeaally slooowlllly.

Princess Eries was ok. Dryden didn’t like to play with her either because she liked to play with dolls and always wanted Dryden to rescue them, or her. He’d rather climb trees and throw stones in the gardens’ ponds. Or jump out and scare her. Eries was always reading and was way too easy a target to pass up. Father was always telling him not to scare her. She sometimes rode horses with him, but she wanted to go almost as slow as Marlene. Almost. Not quite.

Green eyes looked into lilac.

Yeah babies were gross, but little Millerna wasn’t playing with dolls and she wasn’t talking about knights.

She wasn’t doing other things that were actually gross.

Dryden started to tell the little baby about his most latest Eries scare. How he’d avoided playing with Marlene just yesterday. How Father had him sitting in with both girls during their lessons. How one of the guards had shown him the secret tunnel between the girls’ rooms and the dockyards. But that was only if something really bad happened. The guard had said ‘Only in an emergency. For example, if the castle was burning down.’ He’d said it wasn’t for fun, not for playing in. Or hiding. Or scaring Eries. Dryden told little Millerna about the new, really fast horse the horsemaster had bought last week.

She made baby noises and didn’t wiggle as much.

He told her how he hated, really hated, having to play with her older sisters.

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Ragion shoulder-nudged Therese. After the other woman finished talking to Eries about where babies came from, for the fifth time, she turned. Ragion nodded in the direction of her middle child and Therese’s youngest. Amethyst eyes widened in surprise and then smiled. “Meiden may yet have his wish.” Ragion chuckled. “Not fully, but he’ll have to settle. He does wish for our son’s happiness, even if I have to remind him. I think they’ve been over there for an hour.”

“An hour?”

“Yes. He hasn’t moved. She hasn’t cried.”

“I’ll let Grava know tonight. We'll see how their relationship has developed when Millerna is old enough to be betrothed.”

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I disagree wtih Dido’s universe/worldbuilding, but I LOVE the idea that leetle Dryden just fell in love with baby Millerna and she has gorgeous artwork and a great candid writing style. https://archiveofourown.org/works/516319/chapters/914596.