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❥︎ The Queen’s Deceit • Ikemen Prince fanfiction

DISCLAIMER;

1. I don't own any of the ikepri characters and surroundings here, just my OC whom I created just for this purpose!

2. This is my first writing here and on top of that my first English writing! It's not my first language so there could be typos, and grammatical errors (as I'm still kind of learning the language) — in case this happens please tell me, I'm quick to fix them and make better quality!

3. Last, but not least is the story itself and some characters' personalities. Since the plot doesn't follow after our MC in the game, things can be different! Also, some elements were completely invented by me, so please keep an eye out for that too! (Plus, there could be spoilers for some routes.)

• Chapter III. 

"...And last but not least, this is the throne room. Usually, we celebrate memorials and national holidays here, also the coronation of every new king. I hope you were able to follow me on this tour, and sooner you'll get a better view of the palace and don't get lost or wander off." Sariel relaxed and smiled at me at last, but it was not pleasant. It reflected some kind of devilish charm that struck me the first time I locked eyes with him. It's dangerous, no doubt. He has a special kind of position here. 

But even I can't deny the fact that he's been helping me, for whatever reason. I constantly questioned his motives; almost every second. He seems two-faced, and I can't shake the feeling that one moment he will do something that will soon prove fatal for me. 

Although that may be just because I literally know nothing about him... He's shrouded in mysteries, even more than I feel like I should be. And I'm the one who's not supposed to be here because it's enemy territory. Or is it not just me?

"Certainly, I'm thankful you spared me some time to show me around. Even if it meant keeping the princes waiting." In my last sentence, I stifled a laugh, imagining the eight royalties sitting in a minister's office, swinging their legs because they have nothing better to do than wait. 

Sariel does hold some inexplicable power and presence over them, to leave them hanging like this because of some matters... I may have gotten myself into something that will prove even more beneficial than what I only thought in my dreams would. 

"Of course, Lady Artina. Anytime." 

The minister and I were approaching his office through the corridors of the castle, and I - but surely Sariel too - could hear the clearly audible exchange between the eight princes. They were beyond loud. 

The older man was walking in front of me with confident steps, and the fine soles of his shoes made a soft sound after each movement. When we finally reached the door, he stopped in front of it for a short while, and we heard the princes growing quieter. He turned the doorknob with a definite movement, and we stepped in.

His office was spacious, but I wasn't surprised much - considering he requested all the eight royals here earlier. It had simple but dark colors and pieces of furniture. 

But I had to address the elephant(s) in the room, the eight royalties. Other than the two, whom I met previously at the corner of my assigned room, the others looked genuinely shocked to see me; who was supposed to be a Rhodolitian commoner right now. 

"Is she a second Belle now, or what?" I heard a disdainful voice and spotted a younger, pompous prince. 

True, his suspicion and statement made sense, and I wish I could have a comeback for that, but even I have no idea what kind of cover story I'm getting on Sariel's behalf as to why I'm here. 

But probably not another Belle though, since I'm far from having a pure heart.

"Now, please settle down, young men." He proposed, completely ignoring the blatant question. And to his advice, some of them sat down on a broad sofa which took place near the door, but some of them remained standing. 

All the while, he walked to his desk and beckoned me to stand beside him, facing the princes. They either had cold, ruthless gazes or mischievous, intrigued ones. Honestly, neither is good. 

"I've told you about this a couple of times, but just now, I got the perfect opportunity to make this matter happen. From today, I will assign an exclusive maid for all of you in her person. Please welcome her." At the end of his sentence, I couldn't help and swallow a sudden outburst. 

Okay, this is a curious background story that I got, indeed, I wasn't expecting that.

"No, you did not mention this..." Whispered, perhaps the youngest of the bunch. If I'm not wrong, he hasn't been in the palace for long, so I don't know much about him yet. 

"I definitely did, Prince Luke. Perhaps your aloofness got the better of you this time too." Answered the minister with a bit of a scolding tone. 

"But even then, we all have our own small circle of servants, which we have chosen for ourselves. Why do we need a common maid now?" Asked a black-haired prince. If I'm correct, his name is Leon. I've heard about him the most, he's far from the oldest, but he's a strong candidate for becoming king. He’s also the leader of the country’s domestic politics faction.

Also, that guy has to be here too, who's my brother's arch-enemy and leader of the foreign affairs... Chevalier is his name, right? I remember Gilbert always talking about a worthy rival in his person. 

"We're in no need of another simpleton around us who will stick their nose into higher-up business." Speak of the devil. Suddenly, I don't know if he or Sariel fits this nickname more. 

...Perfect blond locks were flowing in the non-existent wind, cold icy-blue eyes piercing through hearts and skulls, and that gaze that could turn me into an ice sculpture, if possible. Just like I'm back in Obsidian, freezing at night while heading back from the training grounds.

"This is strictly for the sake of your brotherly bond, I inform you, Prince Chevalier. But I ensure that she won't hear a thing about any private information on the kingdom and its policies or duties. But in fact, it depends on all of you since it's a common cause." He nodded and adjusted his glasses again. 

I'm becoming wary of Sariel's use of the term 'common'. I'm not some document to pass around and argue about...

After that, it fell quiet for a while, all of them carefully pondering Sariel's words. I also had more time to examine each of them and even identify if my studies did fit their personalities.

"Well then, before we depart ways, let us introduce ourselves to each other." Then the minister looked at me expectantly. 

Right, here goes nothing-

"Well, guess I'm going first." A tall, broad-shouldered male stood up abruptly with a confident smile.

-Guess I'm not going first, then. 

"I'm the first prince of Rhodolite; the name's Jin Grandet, but you can just call me Jin. I don't like formalities, I feel like it'd put a wall between us. And I wouldn't like that." He winked at the end. 

Then he came closer and crouched so that our faces would be on the same level and we could lock eyes. 

"Woah, the closer I get, the prettier you look." He addressed me as he picked up a lock of my curly, ebony hair. 

I've never learned about the princes having superpowers, but I'm starting to doubt that because right now, it looks like he and Nokto use telepathy or mind-reading..!

Meanwhile, some scoffs and grunts could be heard, while I tried to maintain myself from blushing at his sudden closeness. 

If I didn't know better than all of them having different mothers, then I would believe that this Jin guy and Nokto are twins, judging only by their personalities.

"...You're the worst." A stone-cold voice broke or so-called idyll. "Why would I bother giving a simpleton my name, since you should already know it by now. I'm the second prince, and you should consider my introduction an honor, commoner." I looked past Jin to see his annoyed demeanor getting the better of him, with folded arms and an arrogant facial expression.

You don't have to worry - although I doubt you've ever been in that state - I know much more about you than just your name and title, Prince Chevalier. 

"Oh, would you look at that it's my turn!" Clavis clapped his hands enthusiastically. Can't we leave him out? I already know him very well!

"Clavis Lelouch, third prince of Rhodolite at your service, dear new maid! Or, wait, you should be at my service!" He laughed at the end of his phenomenal joke and smiled, the same mischievous smile which never meant good things. 

"Pleased to meet you, I'm Leon Dompteur, the fourth prince of Rhodolite. I'm glad you will be at our service." He stepped forward, then smiled too - but this time, it was a charismatic and graceful smile. One I appreciated, and for the first time in a long while, I had found it someway comforting. 

"Yves Kloss, fifth prince of Rhodolite. You should call me Your Highness. That's the only proper way to address me!" He said in a haughty tone, with a sharp look in his eyes. 

Okay, noted. And now who's next? I don't hear anybody.

"...Licht Klein, sixth prince of Rhodolite." I successfully caught the quiet royal's words. But it seemed like such a delicate whisper, and for a second, I questioned if perhaps I had imagined it. 

Curious. He looks reserved, introverted, and almost uninterested compared to the others. It's almost a relief. 

"Nokto Klein, Licht's younger twin, seventh prince. But you already know me, No-fun lady." He, too, wore a mischievous grin in the end, just like Clavis. 

I think I see who are the two troublemakers here. 

I was waiting for the last prince to introduce themselves, but I noticed he needed a nudge in the shoulder to realize he was next. 

"Yeah, so... I'm Luke Randolph, seventh- no, the eighth prince of Rhodolite. Nice to meet you." He smiled broadly in the end, and had a child-like and carefree sense to his personality at first sight. He seemed so casual that it was hard to believe he's been trained as royalty.

I’m guessing being the youngest means it wasn't long ago since they brought him to the palace or something? 

I'm sure it hasn't been a year, or even half a year because I would've heard of him. I'm curious about him too, nonetheless. 

"Pleased to meet you all, my name's Artina. I'll be your exclusive common maid from now on. I hope to prove useful for all of your services." I forced a tiny smile to maintain a kind outlook and bowed. 

They should be bowing to me, though. Soon enough, anyways.

"Well then, now that this is out of the picture, Artina-" Sariel turned to me with a relaxed expression, calling my name calmly. 

Uh-oh, now he'll tell me to submit myself for the devil, and it's eight princes? This facial expression is a little bit bone-chilling right now...

"-While I discuss other matters with the princes, please make your way to the other side of the palace, where the attendants' quarters are. A butler will be at your service who'll explain more details about your job. He's already expecting you." He finished explaining, and without another word, I bowed a little once again and finally left his office. 

Time to find out how to get to the other attendants' quarters. And I don't even have any directions to remember or start with this time.

What have I gotten myself into...?

"...I'm curious though, why did you think that she's the one fit for the job, assisting us?" Asked Nokto shortly after Artina had left the office. 

"Should I be afraid of the way she slaps?" Jin laughed lively, with a confident smile. 

"Depends. I haven't experienced that for myself, Prince Jin. You've yet to gather information on that from someone else. Or perhaps the best information collecting comes by one experiencing it itself." He addressed with a small smile and elegantly ignored the seventh prince's question. 

But that just left even more curiosity in Nokto. 

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(Yet again a boring chapter. Oof. And posting at an impossible time.)

Part 4 is here!

...Woah, okay, so my edits compared to these are child's play and a speck of dust with an ant inside it lmao.

They ACTUALLY look like themselves haha, whereas my edits are like; "Yeah, you can catch some resemblance, it's there faintly, but only because I wrote down who's who. Plus maybe the eye color, but that's it."

Now I feel like I did a really poor job, even though considering how much I struggled, still? Man, I suck at these resemblance things turns out XD.

On the other hand... At the same time I want to think of my edits are a bit more realistic versions of the princes..? If that's possible?? Like, impossible-but-still-possible that you would see them on the streets one day. As in normal human form. (This doesn't make sense anymore.)

Uhh anyway— THESE ARE AMAZING AND I'M JEALOUS BUT STARSTRUCK AT THE SAME TIME, GOOD JOB @hakuoyuki YOU'RE AMAZING TOO!

(Don't mind me please, I should be sleeping by now oof.)

After seeing @cauldroncatx attempt to create a realistic version of Ikemen Vampire suitors using ArtBreeder... my friend ask me to give it a try with Ikemen Prince suitors too!

So here it is!

Realistic Ikemen Prince Suitors

1st Prince - Jin Grandet

2nd Prince - Chevalier Michel

3rd Prince - Clavis Lelouch

4th Prince - Leon Dompteur

5th Prince - Yves Kloss

6th Prince - Licht Klein

7th Prince - Nokto Klein

8th Prince - Luke Randolph

Devil Bureaucrat - Sariel Noir

Loyal Dog Butler - Rio Ortiz

I did my best to try and get it down to the point as possible. Unfortunately, there was quite a huge limitation in terms of hairstyles when it comes to bangs so I couldn't recreate Yves', Licht's, and Nokto's hairstyle as accurately as I hope to... but at least I hopefully managed to nail down their vibe!

For Jin, Clavis, Licht, Nokto, Luke, Sariel, and Rio, I manually edit their eye colors (and beauty marks if any) to match their actual features using ibisPaint X