#carcel escalante x reader

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yandere!carcel escalante with ines!reader scenario

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The Spirit was glaring heatedly at your back again. She seemed to be doing that a lot more lately than critiquing your posture or whispering the names of the nobility in your ear to make sure you did not mispronounce it when they approached you at teeth-grinding social functions. It made you wonder what you did to upset her for the nth time behind the polite smile you gave to the blonde-haired child sitting across from you. 

For the record, it had not been your intention to possess the body of Ines Valeztena de Perez  in the first place. You simply woke up and found her soul occupying the same space. Two souls in one meatsack, to put it so crudely; impossible in theory, yet here is the miracle. Note the sarcasm. 

Where this is her fourth reincarnation, it was your first, and you had retained the knowledge of this reality where it was the backdrop of a novel based on her life. The title? The Broken Ring, This Marriage Will Fail Anyway. Not only did include the details of her life in this timeline, but also her marriages to both the future Emperor and the painter Emiliano. One was a nightmare where she took her own life, and the second was to get away from her responsibilities and be happy for once. Her brother killed Emiliano and the child she had with him, dragging her back to the duchy she had tried to escape from. 

In this life, she has already secured an engagement with Carcel Escalante on the basis that he is the best-looking young man. Her father approved because he loved his only daughter. That worked in her favor because she did not want to get involved with the imperial family again, and already had a plan in the works. This plan involved treating Carcel coldly for seventeen years and he would have numerous affairs, before and after their marriage. Once she gives birth to a child, she will divorce him and attain true freedom. But now, Ines has become a lingering Spirit which only you could see. You are occupying the Body. You are the main driver behind it. And by God, her plan is utter bullshit. 

Make a child who has yet to understand communication and very much innocent in the way of how an adult’s mind works hate you by being a cold-hearted bitch? Absolutely not! That is not how you treat someone, even if you do remember that Carcel Escalante was a playboy in a previous lifetime. This is the present, do not put so much emphasis on the past. 

You have told the Spirit many times when the room was empty and you were visiting her in your mindscape; the backdrop of a library and seated in a plush chair with a table that held two steaming cups of coffee that you couldn’t taste. You did not know if she or you had created it, but this was where she had closed herself off most of the time and where you would see her as soon as you drifted off to sleep. Whether she actually listened to you during these therapy sessions or just put up with your company because you were in her body is another question entirely. 

“Ines?”

Jolting slightly, you looked up from the rim of  your teacup and nodded at the flustered Carcel Escalante. “Yes?” Cerulean orbs twinkled beneath the chandelier’s light as he stared at you, cradling his own cup and looking…frustrated? You furrowed your brow in concern, carefully placing it back down on the saucer that sat on the table. “Is everything all right, Carcel?”

“Why?” He answered your question with a question. You played along, asking him what he meant. 

“Do you really want to marry me because of my good looks?”

Oh, dear. Suppose this was a conversation bond to be brought up. You thought warily. Not even a minute has passed and already you could feel the Spirit’s menacing glare directed at the back of your head. Ines, for God’s sake, trust me. Let me handle this. You hissed in your mind. 

“You cannot ruin this chance.”

Ines, I am fully aware that this is crucial to your plan, thank you. Your very piss-poor plan, I might add. You promised you would give me one chance to prove there is another way to attain happiness. I will deliver. So let me speak or so help me, I will stuff your consciousness in the back of my brain and lock you in there until the day is over. You threatened. That wasn’t a threat either. It was a promise because you had done it before, unintentionally, when the world was spinning and her nagging was not helping. You couldn’t allow her access to the Body for nearly two days. 

She went silent, and the heat on the back of your head subsided slightly, but you could see her from the corner of your eye. Folding your hands neatly in your lap and straightening the curve of your spine, you spoke to Carcel with your eyes directly locked onto his own. 

“Yes. You are very handsome by the Empire’s standards, Carcel. But that isn’t the only reason.”

“It…isn’t?”

“Correct.”

“Then, why?”

“To avoid being married into the imperial family. Your cousin, the crown prince, Oscar is…a twit. Emotionally immature, rude, I could go on. You recall how he arrived at my home without any notice nor any requests to visit, and I told him that I did not like him, yes? You were there, dragged by him because he can do that.” 

Carcel’s face paled. “You could get punished for speaking like that about him. He is the future of our Empire.”

“And what a bleak future that will be.” You sniffed. 

“Ines!”

“The Empress wouldn’t risk angering one of the founding families of this country. Without our support, they would not be standing where they are right now, the pinnacle of high society and power, so I am not afraid to criticize how her son has no regard for the consequences of his actions because he believes his status gives him an excuse to do anything he wants to do.” You squeezed your hands together. “I also believe you are much more agreeable and level-headed than him. Your good looks are a bonus…but I would like to get to know you more. Your likes, your dislikes, anything, really, that you are comfortable with sharing. Believe it or not, Carcel Escalante, I do want us to get along. Not just for appearance's sake.”

You watched his eyes widen in disbelief, his face pinken with embarrassment before he stuttered. “R-Really?”

“Yes.”

“A-And you won’t…be mean? Or ignore me?”

You shook your head. “I will not.” You said. “If I am cruel in your eyes, I would rather you say it to my face then keep silent. I will not understand how you feel if you do not say anything. Though…if the imperial family is watching us, I might have to act out of character. Not just to protect myself and my family from their interference, but yours. Do you understand?”

“I-I suppose.” Carcel swallowed. “But…will you inform me…if you have to act like that?”

“I shall.” 

You answered Carcel’s questions as honestly as you could to a six-year-old child, even when you were roughly the same age as him. He seemed to believe you, as his stiffened posture loosened, and his smile was a little less forced. Eventually it was time for him to leave the estate and return to the Escalante duchy. You walked him to the door alongside the servants, and bade him farewell. When his carriage faded in the distance, growing smaller and smaller, the Spirit wasted no time in materializing, scolding you for making such promises right until it was time for bed. 

But this was a positive change, you emphasized, not a negative one. Would she rather hate the two of you for saying that you liked him and then say you don’t care if he has an affair because your feelings change? That made absolutely no sense. Yes, feelings change with time, this is true, but it is still cruel in your perspective and you will not subject Carcel to such treatment. 

When you received an invitation to attend the Empress’ annual tea party, a letter from the Escalante duchy was delivered to your desk the very next day. Carcel asked if he would have the honor to be your escort. You replied that you would be delighted; you were looking forward to seeing him there, and do not mind if you were acting coldly towards him if the Empress or the crowned prince were within feet of either of you. 

You kept your word to him. Now, and for the following seventeen years. 

If neither of your schedules were not booked with various lessons and social functions, Carcel would make an effort to visit you or invite you to spend an afternoon doing something together. He would offer flowers, and you thanked him. You idly chatted over lunch at a cafe after a shopping trip, all expenses paid by Carcel at his insistence, even when your monthly allowance was more than enough to purchase jewelry, dresses, or anything that piqued your interest during the outing. 

When he was invited to a friendly hunting trip at the Valeztena estate, Carcel had been stunned into silence as you handled the recoil of the hunting rifle in your hands without so much as a sound. 

The Spirit had drilled the basics of gun safety and aiming into your brain until she was confident that no one would think the wiser in the unlikely event that the two of you had to exchange control over the Body. Moreover, it put her at ease knowing she could protect herself from the crown prince. She will not allow Oscar to get the upper hand in this lifetime. Never again. 

You agreed wholeheartedly with her reasoning. Now if she actually lifted some damned weights between target practice and sipping tea with her peers, that would be great. You did not want the time and effort you have put into toning your arms from swinging a practice sword in the knight’s training arena to go to waste. 

Securing a competent tutor who would willingly teach a woman the fundamentals of swordsmanship, even if it’s a fucking rapier and not a broadsword like you initially wanted to learn how to use, had been difficult. If the Spirit was going to use a weapon to protect herself, then so are you. 

End of discussion. 

Carcel eventually became of age and was forced to enlist in the naval academy as his forefathers had done. It was the first step towards becoming the duke of the Escalante estate. Although you were a little sad to see him go, you promised to write him letters. If you were allowed to visit him at the base or a port that wasn’t too far from the Empire’s shores, you swore that you would try, weather permitting of course. 

However…if you or the Spirit had known the weight of these promises…would you have known just how madly in love Carcel Escalante de Esposa was with you? Would he? 

Carcel hated his time at the naval academy. As invigorating and stressful it was to learn everything about a ship’s vessel to the areas where the enemies of the Empire have attacked in recent years and even swordsmanship or rifle training, there were days when he wanted to throw everything away and just run off from Meldoza. 

Never looking back,  becoming a free man who could do as he pleased without the obligations. 

The soldiers in his fleet understood his frustration and have offered more than once to take him to the ports and have a bit of fun with some lovely ladies, on their tap. Yet for all his ranting and grumbling, it took a single letter from his dear Ines to keep the young duke grounded. 

She informed him of the events occurring in the Empire’s polite society, highlighting gossip and any exploits pertaining to his cousin, aggravated that she still cannot swing her sword at the right angle just yet even after her tutor went over the lesson several times, amongst other topics of discussion including what she has been doing since he’s been at sea. She reminded him to stay strong, keep his wits sharp, and never forget that she is here, waiting for him to return. Before he ventured out to sea for his duties, he would always keep a letter folded against his breast pocket. A reminder of why he is here. 

Contrary to the rumors circulating around him, he did not elect to remain in the military for an additional five years because he was avoiding getting married at the tender age of eighteen. He wanted to prove to his future father-in-law that he is worthy to be the husband of his only daughter. 

Just because he may be lacking in some areas, that does not mean he should be switched out for someone higher up or of equal ranking in the hierarchy. Or with a gentleman whom Duke Valeztena would much prefer to have as a son-in-law than him. That will never happen so long as he, Carcel Escalante de Esposa, lives. 

He is a man who will get jealous if anyone would dare to approach his future wife with the intention of bedding her once he, her husband, had gotten tired of her. An absolutely foolish notion, because Carcel will remain faithful to Ines. 

It would take a lot of self-control to not gut those fools right on the spot, because Ines would hate getting blood on the floor. Furthermore, he would never have a mistress before or after he exchanged his vows. Women might line up outside his door because adultery is encouraged in the Ortega Empire. Flowers and love letters might decorate every square inch of his office. Temptation will lurk around every corner, and he will burn them in his fireplace. The ladies? Well, he’d tell them to politely sod off and never darken his doorstep again. 

If there were gifts from Ines, however, he would keep him. 

Ines is his sun. The light of his life. No one else would even compare to the woman who is waiting for him to return from these treacherous waters. Until it was his time to leave this world, he would show Ines just how much he loved her. He would buy her anything she wanted, make her life as comfortable as possible even if she told him a thousand times that she does not need anything. 

Just never leave his side. Never fall in love with another man who wasn’t him, because he cannot conceive a universe without you. 

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Hellooooo~

Can I have Lavender Tea with Carcel from The Broken Ring : This Marriage Will Fail Anyway ?

Thank you !

I have one cup of lavender tea with Carcel Escalante de Esposa from The Broken Ring: This Marriage Will Fail Anyway~!

I would like to thank my friend @d10nsaint for helping me finish this ask for the customer! :)

This can also be read as a sequel to Loving Promise on A Broken Ring. Enjoy~!

You shot up from the bed with widened eyes, heart hammering against your chest and mind racing. Your gaze darted around the darkened room before you began to slowly breathe in and out through your nose.

Everything was all right. You were in your new home, a seaside town called Meldoza; you came here after exchanging your wedding vows with Carcel Escalante de Esposa, the male lead of the manhwa series The Broken Ring: This Marriage Will Fail Anyway. But instead of being a side character, a mob, you were possessing Ines’ body. 

You had been occupying it after she had turned seven years old. A year after she had declared Carcel to be her fiance instead of the Empire’s crown prince. There were some misunderstandings along the way, but everything worked out….or so you thought. Ever since you and your new husband had come here, nightmares haunted your mind. 

No. These were not nightmares. These were Ines’ memories from her first life as the crown prince’s wife; what started as a glamorous life in the royal palace quickly descended into a nightmare, followed by four miscarriages and being blamed for them when it had been the scumbag Oscar who was the root of all Ines’ suffering. He had been a man who did all of these horrible things simply because he could with no care for the consequences. And that all came crashing down when Ines committed suicide right before his eyes, shooting herself through the chin with a hunting rifle. 

Are you seeing these fragmented memories because there is still a part of Ines’ soul hidden somewhere, and she resented you for stealing the life that should have been hers? Or was it something else?

Either way, you needed to document what you saw tonight before you forgot. Glancing over at your slumbering spouse, you were relieved that he is still sleeping. 

Stealthily pulling back the covers, you climbed out of the bed and grabbed the shawl that rested over the bed’s wooden headboard. Wrapping it around your shoulders, you walked over to the desk that was situated near a window and sat down. Opening the first drawer on the right, you pulled out the journal and quickly documented the dream across the unlined pages. 

But when you stood up, the pain in your legs worsened. Whether it was phantom pain from experiencing the memory/dream or just from walking around the town all day in uncomfortable shoes, it was hard to tell with limited lighting and a groggy mind. 

Perhaps it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to walk outside for some fresh air before going back inside? Thankfully Carcel did not snore. Upon leaving the room, you snuck across the kitchens towards the back door, plucking the key from the wooden rack and unlocked it. Shutting the door as quietly as possible, you descended down the stone stairs bare-footed, and into the verdant yard overlooking the dark ocean.

Nothing was planted here, at least not yet. Another thing on your to-do list as the wife of Duke Esposa. Shaking your head, you inhaled the salty scent wafting in the warm air before sitting on a stone bench. 

This was…nice. You could breathe out here. Think. But when your little gray cells began to function properly at this ungodly hour, so did the questions that have been plaguing your mind since after becoming Carcel’s wife. 

Did Carcel actually love you? He has kept his promise to not allow himself to be caught in the arms of another woman in public and showered you with gifts…but did that mean anything to him or was it his method to pacify a potentially angry marriage partner? 

Carcel was kind and gentle, but he was not perfect and that was okay with you.

 But is he happy with you? Could you even make him happy when you hadn’t figured out how you felt towards him?

As you stared at the dark waters over yonder, the memories from your wedding night crept into your mind. Consummation of a marriage solidified the alliance between families and assured them that a precautionary heir may arrive soon. You weren’t so foolish to believe that Carcel would not want to fulfill his duties in the marital bed lest he wanted to drag his family’s legacy through the mud by spending it with a mistress. 

Yet…he was gentle that evening. He cradled you in his arms, whispered sweet words in your ears and passionately kissed every crevice on your body. When it was all over…he hugged you. He held you for the rest of the night until the dawn of a new day arrived. 

Oblivious and lost in thought, you did not realize that the shawl slipped ever so slightly down your shoulders. Nor did you hear the back door open with a ‘creak’  till an alarmed voice called out to you.

“Ines? Darling, what are you doing out here?!” 

Jolting in your spot on the bench, you looked over your shoulder to see Carcel fully-dressed in his nightclothes, almost running towards your side with a worried expression. He always complained about wearing a shirt at night, claiming it made him uncomfortable when he slept. 

Oh dear, did he worry that you would run off into the night and leave him?

You lowered your head. “I’m sorry. I just…needed some fresh air after a perplexing dream. But I was about to come back to our room when you came out here.” You added quickly. “You are more than welcome to sit with me…unless you wish to return to bed immediately?” 

He always woke up before you did for work and came home at half past seven o’clock. Had he worked himself to the bone like this, even in the manhwa series?

But Carcel just stood by your side, his baby blue orbs wide and face turning a bright shade of red. Your brow scrunched with worry. 

“Carcel? What’s wrong?” Ignoring the pain reigniting in your legs, you immediately stood up and pressed the back of your hand against his forehead. 

“You’re burning up.” Panic began to seep through your body. Oh God, when did he start to get sick? Just now? Or had he been hiding his ailment from you this whole time? 

“I-I will wake up the maid. No. I need to go to town and fetch the doctor -” You turned away to run back inside the house when you were pulled backwards, right into a firm, warm chest. You glanced over your shoulder, noticing that your husband’s face was pressed against your bare shoulder.. 

“Carcel?” 

“I am fine. I am not ill. Just…relieved that you are all right.” The large hands on your hips tightened their grip slightly. “You’re still here, with me. This isn’t a dream, is it?”

You shook your head. “It’s not. I am by your side, just as I promised I would.” Just when you uttered those words, you were suddenly lifted off of the ground and cradled in Carcel’s arms, his hands now in different positions. One was hooked under your legs, and the other was coiled around your shoulders. 

“Carcel?”

You were adorable. Even though he had been scared witless upon waking up in the bed alone, you were still concerned for his well-being. In all honesty, he thought that you were avoiding him after what happened on your wedding night. He had been so scared of hurting you, pulling you out of your comfort zone without any regard to your personal feelings. 

Ah, what a relief. You were not even aware what he did when others had mocked his marriage or dared to ask for his permission to sleep with his wife once he got tired of her. He could sleep well tonight. And he hoped you would as well.

Smiling, he pressed a kiss against your temple, relishing in the dark red flush creeping up on those pale cheeks at the affectionate gesture before carrying you inside. 

He wanted to ravish you again. He wanted to make his wife quiver in pleasure from his touch…but not tonight. Tonight, he will embrace her until she falls asleep. 

He’ll have to let the housekeeper know to let his Ines sleep in again tomorrow. 

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