Fic: The Princess, The Villager and Destiny

[majorrogue]

Title: The Princess, The Villager and Destiny
Author: majorrogue
Pairing,Character(s): Brittany/Santana
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None, medieval-ish AU
Summary: The young Princess and the young Villager get to know each other better
Author's Note: Sorry for the huge gap between chapters, working full-time doesn’t help my creativity!


Royals and Destiny | The Villager and Destiny






Hurt
“Let me go! LET ME GO!” she shouted as she was taken from the Grand Hall.
The figure beneath her didn’t stop and didn’t reply. Brittany kicked her legs and pushed against the body under her to try to break free, but the grip on her was just tightened.

They entered a room and Brittany was rather unceremoniously thrown on a couch. She regained her senses quickly and rushed to her feet and moved towards the door. Beiste stepped in front of her blocking her way.
“You can’t go back in there, Princess” she said holding Brittany in place
“I have to, she’s hurt”
“I know” Beiste said solemnly she didn’t know what had happened to her favourite student either “But he came to attack you. I can’t let you leave this room”
“But… she’s hurt…” Brittany couldn’t find any other words as she pushed forward trying to get to the door. Beiste not moving out of her way.

“What’s going on?” the King demanded as he and the queen and their younger daughter were brought into the room, they had been at the other end of the hall when they were quickly ushered out.
“A man attacked the princess Sire. You ALL...” Beiste said pointedly looking at Brittany “have to stay in here” with that she quickly left to find out what was happening.

Seconds after Beiste had left Brittany ran to the door and pulled on it, it had been locked from the outside, she pulled again and again.
“Open the door” she shouted “open the door” she pulled on it again
“Brittany!” he mother shouted
“I have to get back in there, he hurt her”
“ENOUGH” her father shouted surprising all the women



Pain
Brittany looked at Santana as she lay in front of her. The doctor had said she was awake and She could at last see the woman who had saved her life, but when she got to the room Santana was asleep.
But since it had been 2 days since she was attacked she thought she would stay anyway just to be near her.

Santana was laying in one of the hospital beds covered in a blanket. Brittany desperately wanted to see under the blanket and at the wound that Santana had sustained, it must have been bad if she was only just being allowed visitors, but she knew she couldn’t look or ask.
Brittany moved the chair she was sitting in closer to the bed and reached out to take Santana’s hand. She hesitated, royal etiquette meant she really shouldn’t be holding a trainee guards hand, but over the last month or so she had fallen for Santana she didn’t care about etiquette, she had to touch her.

She took Santana’s hand in her own and just held it, thankful that she hadn’t been killed.
She had started absently rubbing her thumb on the back of Santana’s hand when she was surprised
“My Lady”
Brittany turned to see a groggy looking Santana awake and smiling. There was silence for a minute as they both just looked at each other.
“I..I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you” Brittany apologised
“You didn’t really….”
Brittany shook her head, and opened her mouth as if to speak, but said nothing. She looked at Santana and then at their hands.
“I….” she started “I… was so….. I was worried….” She sighed not knowing what to say or if she should say what she wanted to, but then she thought back on the last couple of days and knew she had to say it, after all she could have lost Santana without her even knowing how she felt about her.

She looked into Santana’s confused and worried eyes “I was so worried that you …. That you were hurt…… I mean, I know you were hurt, but I was worried you…..that you’d…” she didn’t want to say it.
Santana squeezed her hand reassuringly and that was all she needed. She quickly stood up, leaned over the bed and kissed Santana.
The kiss didn’t last long but as Brittany pulled away Santana leant forward to keep contact but soon realised sitting up was not an option at the minute as pain shot through her body.

Brittany sat back down blushing, as they looked at each other they both started to laugh slightly with embarrassment
Santana smiled “I’m glad you did that first” she said “I was worried if I kissed you and you didn’t feel the same I might be carted off to the stocks or gallows” she laughed slightly, but winced as the movement caught her wound again.
“Oh, I’m sorry” Brittany said concerned
“You have nothing to apologise for” Santana said grimacing a little as she shifted in the bed
Brittany looked away a little ashamed “Yes I do, this is all my fault”
“It isn’t your fault My Lady, it was that man”
She sighed and sat back in her chair “That man was sent by Abrams to attack me” Brittany explained
Santana looked confused.
“A couple of months ago King Abrams sent a party here saying they wanted me to marry the Kings son and merge our Kingdoms, I’d never met his son and had no interest in marrying him, how could I marry someone I didn’t love? and my father certainly had no wish to merge our Kingdom with such an awful man” she seemed a little ashamed “They didn’t take the refusal well….”
Santana took Brittany’s hand again “This is still not your fault, My Lady, This is King Abrams’ fault”
“Brittany…… you can call me Brittany” she smiled



Escort
I can understand why she chose me to escort them, well, me and Evans, I am one of the few people who know about them and how they feel about each other. Not that either of them have actually said it to me, but you can tell just by watching them. And of course there is the fact that one of them nearly died protecting the other, if that isn’t devotion, I don’t know what is. The princess was also worried about Santana’s health, it hasn’t been long since she was injured and the doctor doesn’t want her doing anything strenuous.

So when the Princess came to me and asked if I would escort her and Santana to the fields outside the castle I was happy to do it and I knew that if I didn’t they would go anyway.

Now here I am walking in the sun, following the Princess and one of my pupils. Sam walks next to me looking around, like the well trained guard that he is, but I find myself watching them more than our surroundings. Young love was such a lovely thing to see and seeing it between two of my favourite people was even better.

I have known the Princess since she was a baby and I had just joined the royal families household guard. I remember the joy the whole palace felt when she was born and she was such a happy child, but that started to change when the children of the nobles wouldn’t play with her or would pick on her. I would watch helplessly as she would play on her own in the courtyard or the rose garden or even occasionally in the training yard, she always loved making sand castles. Then Santana Lopez, who knows why, maybe she was bored, asked the princess to play and that is when, it would appear, her life changed.

Now here I am years later watching two teenage girls awkwardly walk together in the fields. There are children running around chasing each other and elders walking together getting some air. But the pair stays near the top of the field close to the castle. There is a small incline in the fields the closer to the castle you get. From the top of the fields you get a lovely view of the surrounding countryside.

Sam and me stay a fair distance behind them, they seem nervous enough without us being too close. They seem to get on very well together, laughing and talking easily. I have to laugh slightly when one of their hands brushes the others and they both instinctively pull apart. I can see the Princesses cheek blush a little, but eventually their hands go back to their sides and they become comfortable again.

I can’t hear what is being said but you can get an idea just by watching them, they stop occasionally and Brittany will point at something in the distance and Santana will move closer to explain what it is or listen to the princess.

When they stop so do Evans and me, we look around to assess if there is any danger, which there isn’t, so we enjoy the scenery ourselves. Sam starts talking about coming here himself, but says the only person he’d want to come with is from another kingdom. It’s not the first time he’s mentioned this in the last couple of weeks since the tournament, I’ve figured out that he is besotted with his opponent from the Archery contest in which he came second and she won.

Many people like to walk in the fields, myself included, when Captain Menkins visits from Berry’s Kingdom we often share some time together here, as Sam speaks of the same kingdom, my mind wanders to thoughts of the last time Menkins and me walked here, but I am quickly brought back to reality as the couple we are escorting move off again.

Soon enough though the Princess and Santana don’t want an escort.



Walk
It took them a few days and a few more visits to the fields to decide not to have anyone else escort them, they only really had an escort due to Santana’s injury and now they wanted to be alone together and Brittany knew that Santana was well enough to protect her.

There was a light breeze in the air that would ripple through Brittany’s light blue dress and make her hair fly.

As they walked in the fields alone their hands brushed again accidently, but instead of pulling away Santana took Brittany’s hand in hers. Brittany looked down at their intertwined fingers and smiled.
Santana looked at the long grass they were walking through pretending nothing out of the ordinary had happened, but her heart was racing. Since Brittany had kissed her some days ago in the hospital they hadn’t kissed again and they hadn’t held hands since then either, she was finding it quite thrilling.

As they walked she brushed her fingers against the top of the grass and flowers and leaned down slightly and picked a flower.

“My lady” Santana said turning to Brittany. Brittany stopped and Santana placed the flower in Brittany’s hair.

Brittany smiled and blushed a little “Thank you” She said taking Santana’s hand again and continuing walking for a while. When they had made their way further than they had done before Brittany suggested they sat down for a while.

“It’s so beautiful out here, I wish I’d come here earlier” Brittany said looking around

“I used to play here all the time when I was younger” Santana said “but you never appreciate the beauty of a place when you are a child”

They were sat by a small clump of trees with birds chattering and flittering between branches. Brittany leaned back on her hands and looked up at them. Santana looked towards the birds but just ended up watching Brittany.

“I never understood why my father wouldn’t let us play out in the fields, it’s so nice just having the sun on your face and the wind in your hair” Brittany said closing her eyes feeling the sun and the wind on her skin.

She opened her eyes again with surprise at the feel of Santana’s lips on hers, but closed them again to enjoy the surprise kiss. She bought her hand up to Santana’s cheek and slowly leaned back until they were eventually laying down in the long grass. As they continued kissing Santana placed her hand on Brittany’s side, slowly working it up her body until she realised what she was doing, she quickly removed her hand and her lips from Brittany. It was only the second time they had kissed and she shouldn’t really put her hands in inappropriate places.

“Sorry…” Santana said quickly, blushing a little

But Brittany just took Santana’s hand and replaced it, then reached up and replaced her lips as well.



Report

Your Majesty,

After a several months of fighting, I believe the battle is now on its way to being won. The enemy is being driven back to their border by a large force made up of your troops, the Tribes on our outskirts and a large contingent of Queen Berry’s army. The Enemy has taken heavy losses and we believe their morale is low. There are rumours that the King is sending his son to help with this. But there is no doubt that the Abrams Kingdom will lose this war.


Your loyal servant and Captain of your Guard
Santana Lopez





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Comments

[musicffyou.livejournal.com]

Yes! I'm so happy you decided to continue with this fic because I love it! Thanks for updating and I look forward to reading more about the Queen/Royal Guard :D

[majorrogue.livejournal.com]

I never stopped wanting to write it, but rl sucks so... :( but there is already more in the works!!

Thank you for commenting! :D