"You're not my Mommy"

                                    

                                          
"Sire! A message came from the capital" yelled Takeda as he basically stormed into the King's office like it was nothing. 
"What is it now? Can't you see I'm busy?" The King grunted gesturing at the huge pile of paperwork on his large desk. "And quit barging into my office like you own the place"
Takeda rolled his eyes as he rushed into the office slamming the door behind him. Keishin didn't mind of course, Takeda and himself had been bestfriends since their early childhood, maybe even brothers. Of course, you'd never find King Ukai admitting to that. 
#bigego
"Nevermind that, I've just received word on your 6th child." Takeda announced leaving Keishin's mouth agape, literally dropping the cigarette from his mouth
"My- wait- I have more?" Ukai asked dumbfounded. You see, once upon a time in his younger years he was a h0e (A/N: ofc I'm not gonna include the moms because- stress)
"Yes sire apparently the little boy was found in an orphanage, it's said here that they bought the child from there" Takeda pushed his glasses up 
"Hold on. They sold my kid? Where the hell is the mother!?" Ukai demanded answers as he slammed his first against the table.
"Um Chile... anyways so, the people with him now, said he has the distinctive features of a royal therefore they're asking for compensation for taking care of your responsibility" Takeda said emphasising the last part.
Ukai did not like that statement, futhermore he's glad he let go of his inner hoe and decided to focus on his Children along side his Country.
"Ugh.. so be it. Send a reply to their location immediately" Ukai ordered sighing as he rubbed his temple.
Another boy? Damn.
"Very well, send Daichi and Koushi here. Tell them to come immediately" He let out another sigh.
"Okay" Takeda nodded, turning the heel to leave.
"That's sir to you"
Takeda: "no❤"
Ukai: 👁👄👁
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Weeks later..
In a random carriage 
The little girl had just woken up, she'd been falling in and out of slumber as the carriage moved harshly against the bumpy roads.
She rubbed her lil cute eyes with her lil cute hands as she let out a tiny yawn. Her vision had finally started to work as she saw the mean lady sitting right opposite her.
She stuck her tongue out briefly before turning to the windows and admiring the scenery. (A/n: Y/N already a lil baddie)
'Where am I?' She thought placing her hand on the window as she then knelt on the seat just to have a clear view of her surroundings.
They were moving fast on the road and there seemed to be almost nobody in sight. 'Am I going to a new house?'
"Darling what are you doing?" The mean woman asked. 'Darling? What's a darling?' She smiled at y/n scooping her into her arms.
"You have to be on your best behaviour now, honey" The woman smiled at her. 'Huh?' 
Y/n's face twisted in disgust. She knew this lady for a few weeks and she knew she wasn't a nice person. Surely there were some motives behind all this sweet talking. 
"Where are we going?" Y/n finally asked. She didn't talk much because the mean aunty would start yelling but this time she was really curious.
"We're going to meet some really Important people okay?" She rubbed little y/n's head "be good for mommy okay?" She leaned in for a kiss.
"You're not my mommy." Y/n deadpanned slapping her hand against the mean Aunty's mouth.
The woman's eye twitched as she smiled. Her tone became and bit more hostile and it sent shivers down y/n's spine. 
"Listen here you little piece of shit. You'd better behave yourself or else I'll be-" She started threatening but she was cut off by the carriage door opening.
She didn't even know that they'd reached the palace.
"Now, stay. put." The woman spat sending her a glare as she basically shoved y/n off her lap stomping out the of the carriage.
"Meanie." Y/n grumbled folding her arms 
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"Please follow me," The woman and her husband; who drove the carriage were greeted by an army of guards with a beautiful man standing in front of her in formal attire. Hm, must be the butler.
She exchanged a nervous glance with her husband and gulped before following the Butler.
__A/N__
Bruh I'm just writing I don't even know what era this is lol. 
Aiit just imagine frilly dresses, magic and no phones.