{Arabian!AU} Rin x Dancer!Reader- The Prince {RQ}

Traveling.

Your whole life was basically traveling from one place to another, as your father desperately searched for any kind of job. Sometimes, if you were lucky, you would stay there for a month or two. You made some friends, but none that were very close to you.

Eventually, you were old enough to go out on your own. You found a career in a small village in the middle of a vast desert. You were a dancer, and a rather good one at that. You discovered your passion for dancing through a little group run by one of your newer friends, (F/n). She had taught you how to master your talent of dancing. You would travel from place to place, dancing for special events. It was good pay too, so you could have enough food and supplies to get by.

One day, (F/n) ran into your small hut, a piece of paper in her wildly flailing hands.

"You'll never believe it!!" She exclaimed, "We're invited to the palace!! The palace!! Can you believe it (Name)?! We're going to be dancing for the prince himself!!" Her eyes shone with excitement and wonder as she held your hands. Your eyes widened. Dancing for the prince was the chance of a lifetime!
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"We're here~!!" (F/n) chimed as you and the other dancers walked up to the magnificent walls of the royal palace. You still couldn't believe that you were dancing here. That you of all people were dancing here.

The servants welcomed you, showing you to a place where you could get changed and prepare for your performance. You and the other girls were absolutely stunning once you finished getting ready. By that time, you were walking into the majestic palace, waiting for the prince to arrive.

When he did arrive, you were absolutely stunned. He had reddish-maroon hair, a shade of colour you had never seen before, and his ruby eyes seemed to look annoyed, although he still managed to look very very sexy good-looking.

You were particularly nervous as you got up with the rest of your group to perform. Your palms started sweating a bit and you felt your throat run dry. You weren't sure if you would be able to get through your performance without fainting or messing up!

(F/n), noticing how stressed you seemed, shuffled over to you and told you to breathe deeply. You did as she said, and thankfully, you started to feel a bit better. You thanked her as she went back to her position and the music started.

Your routine was flawless. You did everything perfectly; every turn and every movement was on the spot. While you were dancing, you couldn't help but get a few glances at the prince. At first, he seemed very uninterested, not even bothering to look in your direction. But as you continued dancing, he started paying more attention, which you were glad of. By the end, he was watching your performance intently, and at the end, he even clapped along with everyone else.

You all took a bow in front of him before walking out to go change. You happened to catch his gaze though, your eyes locking for a second before you disappeared into the curtains and most likely out of his sight forever.
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"Ne, everyone! We should have a celebration for our wonderful performance for the prince!" (F/n) exclaimed as you all clapped and cheered. It wasn't every day that you were celebrating since you didn't have much money. But today was a celebration, so it didn't matter.

Your celebration was interrupted by a couple of men who entered the hut. They scanned the room of terrified women until their eyes landed on you.

"Her." The man who seemed in charge pointed at you and before you knew it, you were being blindfolded and lifted by the other men and carried out the door.

"W-whaaaat?! H-hey!!" You squirmed, trying to get out of the men's grasp. They were strong, however, so you couldn't escape. The women tried to help free you from the strange men but they fled off with you before they could.

A short amount of time later, you felt yourself being put down and supposedly on a pillow. A soft one, at that. Then you heard a door shutting.

Wondering where you were, you scrambled to take off your blindfold and check your surroundings. You looked around to see a very luxurious room which seemed to be a bedroom of some sort. You were placed on the bed, which was made of what seemed to be extremely high quality. There was a vanity across the rather large room made of gold.

Your examination was interrupted by the door opening again, which struck your attention. Your eyes widened when you saw who it was.

The prince you had danced for earlier!

He closed the door quietly before turning to you. He put his fingers on his chin before smirking.

"Yes, she's the one." His voice was of a tone you have never heard before. It seemed sultry and... Perfect, really. He slowly approached you and eventually ended up standing in front of you.

"Do you know who I am?" He spoke confidently. You nodded. "Y-you're the prince..." Your voice shook as you looked at him with big, wide eyes. He continued looking down at you. "Do you know why you're here?" You shook your head. You could hear him swear under his breath about punishing the men who brought you here. "Those idiots... I told them to tell you! Now it's going to seem like I kidnapped you..." He sighed, holding his head in his hand. You cocked your head to the side. "W-well, didn't you kidnap me?" You asked, confused. He shook his head. "No, I had ordered my men to bring you here so I could see you, not kidnap you. They were supposed to inform everyone..." He cursed under his breath yet again. "Now I'm going to get a bad reputation..." He turned to you. "Well, you have to leave as soon as possible now, before the people start making a rumour that I kidnap women. I really wanted to get to know you too..." He cursed yet again. You were amazed at how knowledgable he was at cursing. Some of the words were even if different languages.

"You... Wanted to get to know me?" You wondered. "Of course. I had my eye on you ever since I saw you many years ago, my precious (Name)..." He held your chin up with his fingers, placing a chaste kiss on your lips. You were stunned at the fact that the prince had loved you and that he had taken your first kiss.

Snapping out of your daydream, you were about to reply when you noticed he had vanished from the room. You looked around for him but no trace of him to be found. No trace that he was actually ever there.



*~*~*~*~*Really weird EXTRA!*~*~*~*~*


You opened the door and entered a long hallway. You tried to find the exit, but all the doors were just too confusing!

Opening a random door at the end of the hallway, you peeked in and found the prince, sitting in a chair with his back to you. Your eyes widened as you saw him turn around, his eyes locking with yours.


"Ah, you must be the masseuse." He called, beckoning you to come closer to him. Your eyebrows furrowed. "Masseuse? No, I'm (Name)!" You exclaimed, wondering what he was talking about. "If you prefer to go by (Name), alright. Just get started please. My shoulders are tense." Surely this must be a joke of his!

"I'm (Name)! Your precious (Name)! The one you've had your eye on for years!" You practically were yelling by this point.

He turned around, his eyes locking with yours once again before looking at the ground, uninterested.

"Woman, you must be ill. I have, nor have I ever, had my eye on someone."

"B-but you just talked to me! In the other room! We kissed!!"

"Woman, I have been here in this room for an hour now. Not once had I left."

"B-bu-!"

He clicked his tongue, sending you an annoyed look.

"Do you think I would honestly fall for a woman dressed like that?" You looked at your clothes. They were all dirty and ripped and mangled... What had happened to you?

"M-my clothes..!" You gasped, trying to cover yourself with what little clothing you had left.

Thoughts swirling in your head, you wondered what had happened in the past hour. You had gone from kissing the kind and loving prince to being despised by the rude and arrogant prince... And what had happened to your clothes? Maybe you were with some other man, not the prince? But you were sure it was the prince. But that wouldn't explain your clothes...




Was it all just a dream? Or was it reality?