The New Princess - chapter 1
Pairing: Dean x reader, modern prince!Dean AU
Summary: You look exactly like the princess of Genieve who is promised to marry the prince of your country, Prince Dean. But what happens if the princess doesn’t want to marry him and meets you, her look-a-like?
A/N: This is going to be my first series ever! I’m so excited for this one and finally: here’s the first chapter! Sorry that this isn’t the most interesting chapter but I need to set the scene a little before jumping into action. The part in italics is the same as the one in the teaser. Hope y’all enjoy! Feedback is very welcome and if you want to be tagged in future parts just let me know!
Ruffling through your bed hair, clad in your pj’s, you descended the stairs step by step. Still a little groggy from just waking up, you reached the ground level of the house safely and made your way for the kitchen, your stomach rumbling at the mere thought of food. You rubbed the last remnants of sleep out of your eyes as you sat down at the breakfast table. You mumbled a morning towards your mother, grabbing a slice of bread and the jar of nutella. You spread a thick layer of the chocolate paste onto the bread and started eating your breakfast. Your mom kissed your cheek as you swallowed the first bite.
“Did you get a good sleep?” she asked, placing a glass of orange juice in front of you. You thanked her and nodded your head to answer her question. Taking another bite, you enjoyed the sweet taste of chocolate and washed it away with the orange juice. Your dull eyes settled on the little tv placed in a corner on the counter. With another mouthful, you started following the news that was airing at the moment.
“… landing today. We have footage off the princess exiting the plane and meeting a part of our royal family. King John and Queen Mary welcomed the princess to our country,” the female reporter announced as the screen changed to a plane landing and a little while later to a girl appearing at the exit door of the plane. She waved at the crowd before walking down the stairs and greeting the King and Queen. You looked at your plate, finishing the sandwich before making another one. As you were focusing on your breakfast the camera footage changed to the princess’ face for a while.
“Oh my! Princess Elizabeth grew up so much since I last saw here on tv,” your mom gasped.
“Princess who?” you mumbled as you glanced at your mother, a questioning look on your face.