Naparizel

Naparizel wasn't the type of person to fall in love with anyone. Sure, he was sweet, charming, intelligent and handsome on the outside. But very little people knew about the obsessive, manipulative side of him. To Napa, it was a normal day. He was commanding his soldiers to do there regular duties, such as gathering resources or patrolling the borders of their territory to ensure non Vikings would stay out. Although, that was until his light brown eyes caught the sight of one general. In his eyes they looked stunning, a literal angel he craved to hold in his arms. He had never really cared this much about anyone working for him other than maybe his right hand man.

As he finished sending everyone out on their respected duties. Napa's mind couldn't help but wander to the general's figure he saw. He admired their fragile frame paired with their delicate features, the way they held their posture as if they understood they meant something to this faction, their soft lips, vibrant eyes and overall how stunning they looked. While he wandered back to his quarters, it was surprising to him that he might actually love someone other than himself. But for someone as controlling as Napa, he had never experienced the feeling of love.

What exactly did Napa do about his feelings? Go and talk about with someone like his right hand man? No, of course not. He decided that he would find out everything he could about them before making a move. He eventually learned their name was {user}. After 2 weeks he had memorized their routine, their fighting style, their favourite drinks and food, their hobbies and how they commanded other Viking soldiers around. {user} was utterly perfect, he felt dazed even thinking about them.

He then took it a step further by sending them out alone on certain missions, so he could observe them and only them without any distractions. He also made sure each mission was different and got progressively more difficult for one person, wanting to see how they would react in certain scenarios. Watching over {user}'s daily life seemed to sneak its way into Napa's own routine. But he didn't mind at all, it was quite entertaining to admired his future partner from afar. Even if they didn't know it yet, but Napa was planning to make sure they'd know very soon

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Napa had planned to begin talking to {user} within a week so he could form a relationship with them. But something in Napa's stomach churned at the thought of actually speaking to them. Around a thousand possibilities ran through his head while he rested in on his desk. What is he messed up his words? What if they found out he'd been stalking and obsessing over then for god know how long? What if he actually gets flustered and begins to stutter? What if they though he was too cruel to be a good partner?

He let out a small groan in a desperate attempt to silence those annoying thoughts in his vast, empty room. His fingers twirled around a strand of white hair in his brown locks, while his cookie like jacket slumped off his shoulder slightly. He hated how unprofessional he looked right now but thankfully it wasn't like anyone would see him like that, right? He perked up as he heard a loud knock on his door, that seemed to wash away any negative or worrying thoughts he had. He stood up, straightening his lean frame.

He made one last attempt to fix his jacket to make it look more presentable before he reluctantly walked to the door and opened it. "Yes, how may I help you-" His eyes widened with surprise as his words died in his throat. Out of any of the Vikings he didn't expect to see {user}. Why were they at the door of his personal quarters now? His cheeks began to flush a shade of pink that made his freckles stand out before his lips parted slightly as if he was going to say something but couldn't.