The Last Princess

Setsuna was only five when she found out she would be engaged to Prince Kyoya. She prepared her whole life to be perfect for him at her parent's orders while he's been passive and quiet about the whole affair. Now when she is twelve, they meet and Kyoya is a bit more interested in winning her favor. Marrying Setsuna is the only way for him to be king but he just has to wait for his time, or perhaps force it. But unexpected emotions get in the way when they finally meet. [Young Setsuna is the only one to succeed her father's throne so he betrothed her to an older prince at a young age. Now they have their first meeting.(rating is close to 17+)]


2. Kyoya


                         She’s gonna be a challenge. Like I thought, she’s smart. She keeps looking over at me and it makes me look away. She wasn’t what I expected. Maybe it’s the clothes and the makeup. She looks just like a woman and even talks like one.

I thought twelve year old girls were stupid and annoying. Her mannerisms are just like a woman too. It’s only because that’s how she was trained.

“Can you do me a favor and rinse all that off,” I say to her.

“I’ll look even worse if I do that. I already know you think I’m ugly.”

“It’s not that I think you’re ugly. I can’t look at you cause you’re too beautiful. It’s overwhelming.”

“Too beautiful?”

“Just wash it off please.”

I’m losing the upper hand so long as she has that face on. She walks away with tiny steps. Father’s look said it all. I can’t allow her to reject me. I need to win her over today.
I’m seeing her title, maybe that’s it. I’m certain a sheltered princess just wants to be treated like a normal girl. If I can be the one to break down these walls for her, she’ll depend on me.

I wait against the wall. This palace will be mine one day. Setsuna-san will be older and with child. I think I’ll get sick thinking about it. That little girl is gonna be my wife. I’ll have to…I can’t think about it. I’m partly thinking about it and I feel like such a pervert.

That’s why I couldn’t look at her in that makeup. I’m much cooler with women than this. After some time she walks back to me. She looks completely different. She’s youthful, childish, and cute.

When I stare at her she feels insecure and puts her hands over her mouth.

“How about you show me around,” I say to her.

“Do you want to see my room?”

Her attitude is different too. She starts walking and I follow. I was intimidated when she looked like an adult but now I feel at ease when she looks like a child. This is what I expected.

“Setsuna-san, have you ever had a boyfriend?” I ask her.

“Of course not. I was trained to be Kyoya-sama’s wife.”

“Trained? Did they tell you what I like?”


“That’s something you’ll have to find out.”

“I would like to. If you let me.”

“Does that mean you won’t reject me?”

“I rejected you for your sake. Don’t you feel as though you’d be wasting your time waiting for me to catch up to you?”

She stops in the hall and turns around waiting for my answer. There’s a tease somewhere inside her. She’s getting so hard to figure out. Is she oblivious or is she playing a game with me? I feel like she’s the one in control.

“This one is my room.”

I couldn’t even answer her. She opens up and I see it’s plain. It looks like a guest room.

“It doesn’t seem to reflect you.”

“I have to hide the things I’m interested in.”

She gets to her knees and reaches under the bed. I step in and close the door behind me. She seems to be warming up to me.

I walk to her bookshelf. These are all history books. Nothing here reflects a little girl.

“Ah! Don’t touch that.”

She runs back to me. She’s so concerned about this book.

“You’re learning Hangese?” I guess.

I look over at her and she’s blushing. Her mouth twitches unable to say “yes.” These are pretty advanced books.

“So how good are you?” I say to her.

Her eye brows shoot up like she’s surprised she understands.

“Speak to me.”

“I’ve never spoken it out loud.”

She sounds cute.

“You know I speak your language; why did you bother learning Hangese?”

“I…I thought it would be nice to speak behind my parents back.”

I start to laugh. She grew up knowing she would eventually meet me. To her, she lived for this moment.

“Have you thought about me a lot?” I ask her.

“All the time. I mean, at times I hated you. I hated that my life had to revolve around you. I wanted to leave and do things like Yumi-chan. I could only live through her stories and watch her be so happy being free.”

It wasn’t like that for me at all.

“But she told me that the day I meet you would be the day I become free. She said, even if I hate my family, Kyoya-sama would be the only one to take me away. So she encouraged me to write to you. She delivered all my letters to you.”

I look over at her and she’s hugging her book to her chest.

“Over time, I made you to be my hero even though I knew nothing about you. So when I met you,

I was my happiest but when you refused to see me, I felt as though I made you into something you never wanted to be. I was so concerned with you making me free but you’re the one that probably feels trapped.”

I had my own intentions but I don’t mind being her hero if she needs me. I reach out and bring her closer to me. I hold her at my chest and she drops the book in surprise. I hate when she talks so grown up. I want to give her lighter feelings.

“If you accept me, I promise to be your hero,” I say to her.

“But what about you?”

“You’re the one I want.”

I can’t let go of her. I know she’ll have hardship later on and I don’t know if she can handle it. I
feel guilty already.

I walk her back to the meeting area. Our parents seem to be talking.

“Setsuna, what did you do to your face?"

“I apologize. I asked her wash it off. I found it distracting.”

We both took our seats. Kan-nii eyed me suspiciously. Normally we can only get women to comply by romancing them. That wasn’t the case.

“Don’t you have something you want to say to the Niwa family,” her mother urged her.


She gets up and walks over to my parents. All eyes are on her. My father is hard to impress. I doubt he’s swayed by her. Due to her family hanging on to tradition we’re already sitting on the floor. She sits down next him.

“I love Kyoya-sama. Please accept me into your family.”

She bows down to him with her head on the ground. That might be a bit much.

“I must admit, it’s nice to see what you really look like. She really is cute,” mother says.

My brothers have yet to say anything. Mother touches her head and Setsuna-san rises.

“Since Setsuna-sama seems taken with our Kyoya, we should make an announcement to the world,” mother says.

“Yes, I would like that,” Setsuna-san says.

Mother seems taken with her. I look at father and see him smirk. That’s strange.

“I would be honored to be a part of your family,” she says.

They all look surprised. Father clears his throat but I see he can’t stop from smiling. Setsuna-san looks over at me with a smile. I feel bad for her. She doesn’t realize that joining our family means she’ll never get to see her family again. She won’t be able to see Yumiko-san either. I don’t know if she can handle that.

After lunch we’re showed to our rooms. We’ll be leaving tomorrow morning. In a room by myself I sigh but the pounding on the door makes me sigh harder.

“So, you got her.”

Kan-nii stands at my door. Kira walks in too pacing fractically.

“I guess I should ask what you think.”

“I hate her. Pick someone else,” he says.

“Has she mastered Hangese?” Kan-nii asks. “That’s impressive.”

“She’s mastered a few languages. I just found out today that one was Hangese.”

Kira scoffs. He doesn’t want her to be smarter than him.

“I would have never guessed,” Kan-nii says.

“I need you to do me a favor. Invite Yumiko-san for a visit.”

“A cultural exchange. Why? Are you trying to hook me up with her?”

I just want to get her away from here.

“I think Setsuna-san would be happy about it. Arrange it so she can come with us in the morning.”

“Since when do I take orders from you.”

“Trust me,” I tell him.

Kan-nii leaves out. Kira settles down near me.

“Is she really that smart? She didn’t seem smart.”

“I don’t think she likes being smart. She just wants to be normal. Isn’t your brother’s girlfriend pretty.”

He pouts and turns away.

“I don’t like her.”


There it goes. my last update for the day. Now i think it's time to call it a day and its midnight already. so goodnight everyone. and hope i get amazing news about this story when i wake up.:)

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