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doingitforbokuto · 5 months

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The White Knight - Chapter One

-> KNIGHT!KITA SHINSUKE X PRINCESS!READER

-> Prologue

-> Series Masterlist

Summary: Kita has become your new knight and protector, despite the fact that many others do not believe him to be up to the task. Could they be right?

Words: 1,331

Warnings: mentions of blood and death

Kita's Point Of View

“Is it true that he is scared of dying? I heard of how he presented himself when you were choosing him for your protector and-”

Your friend, Lady Alysane, came running towards you where you were standing in the garden, admiring the spring flowers that were slowly starting to emerge everywhere. With wide eyes, you shot a look at Kita, who was standing at a respectful distance behind you, probably out of Alysane's view.

“What? Is there something-” She leaned to the side to look around the tree that was partly hiding him. When their eyes locked, a deep, embarrassed blush crept up her neck. Her high-cut dress, which had been a gift of yours, hid most of it behind a curtain of velvet, but the specks of red made their way up her neck to her chin.

You took her hand to stop her from stammering on and saying something to make this situation even worse. The look you gave him was pleading and apologizing at the same time and he got the hint. With the slightest bow, he turned around and stepped away from the two of you to give you some more privacy. Of course, he couldn't leave you all alone. He was your protector after all. The king would probably not be pleased with how far away he was now, he'd probably scold him by saying “how are you supposed to protect my daughter when you are standing miles away from her?!”. But he couldn't help it.

It felt wrong to be listening to a private conversation between you and one of your closest friends. And if he was supposed to be your knight, he needed to be on good terms with you and upsetting you on one of the first days that he was assigned to you would not lead to a good relationship between the two of you. Anyway, it wasn't like he was interested in hearing how two young women he was going to spend a considerable amount of time with almost every single day was something he was interested in. It was probably for the better if your opinion of him was something he didn't know about.

From where he was standing now he could still see and hear you, but your voices were too far away to really make out what you were saying. Although after that first encounter between your friend and your knight it seemed like you were trying to get your Lady Alysane to focus on something else by showing her the flowers you were admiring before she came along. Perhaps you were scared that he could still hear what you were saying. The gossip to be shared about the princess’ new knight would have to wait - at least Lady Alysane would have to wait to hear it.

Shinsuke had already heard the rumors and whispers going around the castle since he had been chosen by you. People were quick you judge and even quicker to talk. Talks about how he didn't actually know how to handle a sword and just got through fights by hiding made their rounds, about how he became your knight because he was actually your lover, about how he only wanted to become your protector because he was too scared to fight in a battle like other knights. He didn't mind the rumors too much, he didn't listen to them. He could only hope that you were doing the same since you were bound to hear them.

The reason he decided to present himself to the king as a possible protector for his daughter was a different one. One not even the king knew about. One he could not tell you just yet. One he actually never wanted to share with you - not if he could avoid it and he would avoid it at any cost. The less he had to talk and think about it, the better. So, let them talk, he thought. Whatever they say can't be worse than the truth. As long as he could keep that hidden, it would be alright and he would be able to stay your knight. If you found out, however..

“Kita!” A familiar voice brought him out of his thoughts and back to reality. When he looked away from where you were standing and looked at the man approaching him, he was face to face with a brown-haired knight a bit shorter than him, a sight he knew all top well.

“Osric.” Kita gave a small nod. “How can I help you?”

Osric's armor was a little too small on him, it was an old one Kita had seen him wear for years now. The chest plate didn't cover his torso as well as it was supposed to and the leather straps holding it together were pulled taut. It constricted him when he tried to take a deep breath after apparently running towards him and just made his breaths come faster and shallower.

“I'm looking for the Lady Alysane - you haven't seen her, have you?” The tips of his ears turned just the slightest shade of pink. He had never been the best at hiding his feelings.

“She's right there,” Kita nodded towards where you were standing with your friend. Or at least, you had been until just a minute ago. Now, however, only your friend was seen standing on the small garden path. How could he lose you? He had only left you out of sight for a second! This could not be happening..

“Ah, thanks!” Osric shot him a smile Kita didn't even see as he stepped towards the Lady ahead of him.

“Where did the princess go?” His question came out harsher than he meant for it to but truth be told, he didn't really care about how he sounded or what your friend might think of him. All that mattered now was finding you. Finding you and making sure you were safe.

“Uh, I think she went that way..” Alysane pointed him down a pathway that turned a corner just a few meters away from him, the rest hidden behind trees and plants.

Before she could even finish her sentence Shinsuke was already darting down the path. He could heart the blood rushing through his ears, his heartbeat was speeding up with every passing second. If something had happened to you.. it was all his fault. He was supposed to be a knight, your protector and he couldn't even protect you in your own home, he was such a failure, he should just retire already and -

As he turned the corner, his mind was racing a mile a minute, imagining all of the horrible things that could have happened to you while he hadn't been around. But then, before he could truly give into despair, he spotted your crouching figure down the end of the path. Your dress and coat were sprawled out on the ground, surrounding you like a halo of clothes. Your hands disappeared in an abundance of blue and purple flowers that grew on the side of the pathway. As he got closer he could see the flowers moving while you cooed to it. He couldn't see what was happening, but he could hear your voice that sounded almost melodic while you cooed out praises.

“Aw, you're so sweet aren't you? So pretty and so soft -”

He slowed down his steps as to not startle you since you seemed to be in your own little world. As he got closer and closer, he stopped only a few steps away from you. Finally, he could see specks of brown shining through the flowers: A cat. You were petting a cat. While he thought you laid dead and bloodied in an alleyway, you were petting a cat.

The breath he let out held all of his fears for your life - and his. You were alive. You were safe. He hadn't failed just yet. He could still make things right.

-> Next Chapter

#kita #kita x reader #kita shinsuke #kita x you #kita shinsuke x reader #kita shinsuke x you #haikyuu!!#kita x y/n #kita shinsuke x y/n #medival au #knight!kita #kita imagine #haikyuu imagine

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northern-coastal-group · 1 year

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My sorta medieval AU Becus i love this kinda stuff

#rain world au #slugcat #iterator #scavenger #scavenger chieftain #downpour #artificer #hunter #medival au #saint

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lu-vin-it · 9 months

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The Lady’s Hand

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Summary: Hundreds of years ago, a plague broke out, killing most, and turning other’s into violent creatures. Many thought all was lost, that was until three unlikely leaders came together and formed three kingdoms: Demesne, Theign, and Azure. Those kingdoms still stood to this day, and now, the most recent heiress of Azure is of age and is intended to marry (much to her dismay).

Pairings: Ellie Williams X Reader

Fem!Reader

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, talk of pregnancy, R sort of compares herself to pigs and cows at auctions, individual chapter warnings apply.

Chapter Index

Teaser I

I. The Queen’s Decision

Teaser II

II. A Whole Garden of Problems

III. Fighting for love

IV. Wedding Bells and a sleepy drive

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Recourses

Regarding the teasers

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A special thanks to @stqrluvr and @mictodii for helping me with this!

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Taglist

@1ovewitch @mrsromanoff @erikaar @endureher @mufflaa @l0v3e1i @thatonementallyillsimp @koremis @sawaagyapong @hi2647 @stunkbiggu @nicolicht @444na0m1

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x female reader #the last of us x reader #joel miller x reader #tlou x reader #medival au #The Lady’s Hand

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mapleleavesart · 14 days

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Behold! An AU for our OCs!

@notjustdragonspages

I love them sm

#maple leaves art #sketchbook doodles #sona #sona interactions #ish #original character #character design #au #medival au #knight au #poorly drawn horse

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astrothii · 9 months

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i did some fashion sketches for my favorite two politicians for a fantasy au i’m working on!

the woman on the left it padmé amidala. since naboo was filmed in italy, i went with a very hellenistic approach to her fit. the galactic republic as a whole seems to be heavily based on the roman republic, so that’s heavily influenced the fashion and architecture in my au. this would be one of her her senator outfits, as i think a queen would be dressed a little differently.

meanwhile, the woman on the right is duchess satine kryze. i’ve taken the liberty to declare mandalore as a country would be cold as heck with few regions where plant plant life could be sustained, so she’s dressed for much colder weather. her outfit is also more ornate than padmé’s, as she’s a duchess instead of a senator. i also used john singer sargent’s painting of lady macbeth as inspiration for her outfit and hair!

#star wars #art #padme amidala #satine kryze #fantasy au #medival au #Star Wars #fanart #Star Wars fanart

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piereoglyphics · 10 months

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AU / Free Day

Medival AU outfit for morro !! Ive never finalized any designs for how i draw characters but finally got to one for morro...

(normal show villain outfit under readmore)

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rainbowratsstuff · 2 years

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Munk as a prince and Jerrie as a jester?

#a jester who steals from the kingdom #and a prince whos smitten with the cute jester #cats #cats musical #cats the musical #cute #munkustrap #mungojerrie #munkojerrie #munkujerrie #mungostrap #my art #medival au #cats au

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melodythebunny · 1 year

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"You're ca..car….car. .."

As he struggled to recall who she was, she stepped closer into the light. Still keeping her distance, despite him seeming more afraid of her and she was of him.

"You're THAT cat!" He blurts out.

"Yes i am…" her hands still holding the crown. Strangely she thought he was going to say something else....but what?

Medieval au by @ninjastormhawkkat , @drtwobrainsstuff , @liloskull343 . @spaaceeboyy. And i :333

Took me 2 hours to finish...why bc i am not using the fill tool. Helps give it a painted effecf almost 👉👈

#my art #wordgirl #wordgirl oc #carrie #wordgirl au #dr. two brains #experimental cheese #medieval au #medival au #collab au btw #and ppl are free to contribute if they like. just tags us so we cab see :33

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annaofthenorthernlights · 1 year

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Fierce and Feisty Friday

Rules: Post a snippet from one of your fics (can be published of WIP) featuring a fierce and/or feisty character this Friday or next, then tag some people so they can share, too! (Feel free to use the banner if you want!)

Thanks @loonysama for providing this cool banner and tagging me.

Tagging (no obligation by no means...) @luthien-under-bough @keeshya6 @sidepartskinnyjeans @bad-at-names-and-faces

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Enwrapped

This is snippet from my gift-exchange fic for the Frozen Yuletide 2022 event. A Kristanna (Frozen) - Tangled AU-Fusion. Inspired by the art piece below the text...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Nobody had told him the reason why that girl with azury shining eyes, surrounded by a sea of freckles spread across her face like the sky full of stars, was locked up in the castle keep.

It was his duty to protect the girl from intruders, nosy people sneaking in to catch a glimpse of her or listen to her bell like voice. Not to think what might happen to her if she got out of that protected house and garden.

She was like a bird hidden in a golden cage.

“You shall not talk to her, nor look her in the eyes. You help the maid if she needs a hand on things like carrying up a bucket of water. But no more. Mind you, should we find out you disregard the rules!”

The words of the first guard were still ringing in his ears. He had not come all the way to jeopardize the chance of improving his living while risking the beheading axe because of a pretty girl. No, he had no intention for hazard.

“Why is that so?” he had asked. “Is what?” “That the young lady is not allowed to leave the garden grounds.” “That´s none of your business.” The superior had growled. “What´s her name?” He had curiously looked up to the closed window. “This also is none of your business.”

He had kept in mind what he had been told.

But the young lady did not seem to know about those rules, baring a smile on her lips every time she passed him.

The first day, that he had stood at the foot of the tower, guarding the entrance, and she had come out to stroll through the garden, she had stopped at the door.

“Good morning, you are new here, right?”

He had glared ahead, uncertain of what to do. And so, he had simply nodded once, not looking at her. Though then, curiosity grew in him, since her voice was that of the loveliest nightingale. So tender, and yet so full of life.

“Welcome, then!” She had chirped, her voice wallowing up to his ears. “What´s your name?”

This was a question that demanded a proper answer, that he could not give.

“Don´t you have a name?” She asked now, remaining standing beside him, which made him cringe inwardly. Where was the maid to tear this girl away from him?

“I know you are not allowed to talk to me.” She now talked even softer, and she leaned a bit closer. “And I hate that. You need not fear. Nobody is here. You can tell me. Please. It´s so terrible to hear no other voice than Gerda´s all day. Just your name. Please. So that I can wish you a good morning by name when I come out. It´s only polite, isn´t it?”

Gosh, she was persevering… but what else was there for her to do when she was not allowed to go anywhere…

He cleared his voice and felt his stomach clench when he pressed out his almost inaudible answer through clenched teeth.

“Bjorgman… Kristoff…”

“Nice to meet you, Kristoff.” She hushed conspiratorially, “I´m Anna.”

Read the complete fic on AO3

#fanfic #fierce and feisty friday #enwrapped #kristanna #medival AU #tangled-universe AU #anna #kristoff #frozen #my writing

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chillzygalaxy · 1 year

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DNDifies your toons ~Medival Edition~

Marissa ‘Marie’ Marigold, Beastly Acidic Druid of the Great Acres

-Flowery powers and knowledge

-Can become a beast

-Generates acid claws

Shelby Hightide, Aquatic Cleric of Pearls from the Great Sea

-Has water powers and expert swim (Her “hair” is actually just water)

-Has the power to heal people and divine magic

-Talks to and takes in sea dragons

#toontown #toonblr #toontag #art #turtle #sea turtle #artic fox #fox #Druid #cleric #dnd #toons #magic #medival au #both of them are in the same campaign #Marie got kidnapped by Featherbedder and Shelby joined the team to save them #yippee #DND!Marie has canonically thrown cheese on Shelby’s head #made a clicking sound

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happydragon · 1 year

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The next chapter is up! And we have a few guests!

#tbb crosshair #tbb hunter #star wars tbb #the bad batch #tbb #tbb omega #tbb wrecker #tbb fanfiction #tbb echo #tbb tech #medival au #ttf au

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doingitforbokuto · 4 months

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The White Knight - Chapter Four

-> KNIGHT!KITA SHINSUKE X PRINCESS!READER

-> Previous Chapter

-> Series Masterlist

Summary: A relationship between a knight and a princess is impossible, so it is best to just keep the emotions hidden.. but what happens if you can't?

Words: 3,262

Warnings: none

Kita's Point Of View

His breathing was hard as he walked to the edge of the training area. Putting his practice sword down, he tried to catch his breath.

“That was really good, Sir Kita,” the knight he had been training with said. He was his second training partner that day, the first one had already exhausted himself more than an hour ago. He should be tired too, but Kita could not feel the exhaustion in his bones. All he could feel was his heart beating against his ribcage, where he could still feel your hands pushing his armor against him, making his heart beat even faster. Even after hours and hours of training, the only thing on his mind was you - the one thing he was trying to stop thinking about.

“I think that's enough for today,” the other knight said as he gathered his things.

“Really?” Kita looked up at him. He had hoped for another round or two of sparring.

The other knight laughed. “Everyone else has already left for dinner and I'm not gonna miss it.” He shouldered his bag as he left. “You should pack up, too!”

Sighing, Kita looked up at the sky. It was getting dark and if he didn't hurry up, there would probably not be any food left in the knights’ dining hall. Of course, he could go into town and buy some food by himself, but he really did not feel like having to deal with all of the lowlifes that came out at night, streaming into taverns all over town.

“So, what's going on with you, hm?”

Osric's figure appeared out of nowhere, his hand suddenly on Shinsuke's shoulder. The fact that he hadn't even noticed him coming along was a tell-tale sign that he was much more exhausted than he knew or wanted to admit to himself. He wanted to keep going. To try and distract himself, stop himself from going down the road he was currently on.

“Nothing's wrong.” He shrugged Osric's hand off and started to gather his things into his bag as well. They knew each other for long enough that Kita was certain that there was no way in hell his friend would leave him alone now. Better to pack up and leave then.

"Oh, really? Is that why I hear you've been training for four hours without a break?”

Kita huffed in response. He really was not in the mood to talk.

“Hey!” Osric's hand grabbed his arm with more force than Kita expected. “This isn't like you.” His eyes bore into Kita’s. “Remember when we first met and I was overworking myself? You almost locked me into my room to make sure I wasn't doing anything stupid. And now you're doing it yourself! What the hell is going on with you? I've never seen you like this!”

Osric was right and Kita knew it. They had met years ago, when they had both just been knighted. Osric was working tirelessly to improve his skills and become a better knight. But as he was training and training, he was overworking himself. Kita was the one who had forced him to realize that there had to be a balance between working and relaxing, that breaks were just as important in becoming a better fighter as the training was. Ever since then, the two of them had gotten closer and every time they met, Osric was happy to catch up with his old friend, telling him all kinds of stories that made Kita laugh. So Osric knew what Kita was like. And that he would never behave like this if something wasn't seriously wrong.

“It's the princess, isn't it?” Osric's grip on his upper arm softened and so did his eyes.

“What do you mean?” Kita crossed his arms, forcing the other man to let go completely.

“Look, Shinsuke,” he started. There were few people who addressed him like this. Unlike Osric, Kita preferred to be referred to by his last name. The other knight wasn't so “uptight” (in his own words) and had soon after meeting Kita decided that addressing him so informally was appropriate, without even asking. Weirdly enough, Shinsuke could not find himself to care. He actually enjoyed it and found himself wanting to befriend the young knight.

Talking to Osric was refreshing. His other friends were scattered all over the country and none of them were knights, so having one who understood what he was going through was nice. Now it seemed that he understood what was happening in his life more than he would like.

Osric looked around the empty courtyard before he kept talking quietly. “Look, I know what it's like to have feelings for someone you shouldn't.. but there is nothing you can do about it. Trust me. It's not going anywhere, no matter how much you want it to, no matter how much you train and exhaust yourself. The only thing that you're going to do is hurt yourself and if you're not in good shape you won't be able to protect her the way that you're supposed to. Is that truly what you want?”

No. Actually, that was the last thing he wanted. But what other choice did he have? How else could he possibly live through his days, by your side, in agony because he could never truly be the man by your side? Soon, you would get married. Your husband was the man by your side, Kita was just your knight, someone who was supposed to stay in the background and support you silently.

“How do you do it?” Kita’s voice was just a whisper and he couldn't even bear to look Osric in the eyes. No one was supposed to know about this. But if Osric knew, did someone else? What was he supposed to do? How could he stop this dangerous behavior?

“I just.. think about her. And what is best for her. That's what loving someone is all about, isn't it? It gives me the strength to do what is right.” His friend paused for a moment. “It gets better.”

Kita raised his head to look at him. “So these feelings do go away?”

Osric shook his head. “No. But they get easier to hide. You'll get through this. I know you will. There is no one more loyal or disciplined than you.”

His words haunted Kita even as he laid his head to rest on his pillow that night. His discipline was in fact something that he had always prided himself on. Never had he been the best at swordsmanship, never been the one with the longest endurance or the fastest runner. But he had always been someone who pushed himself to never give up. Even if he failed, he kept working on his skills.

He got up every day and made his bed. He kept his body clean, polished his armor. He attended his regular training sessions and endured pain during battle without losing his head. Yes, he was a very disciplined young man. Or at least he had been up until very recently.

But how could he call himself disciplined when he couldn't stop staring at you when you weren't looking? Whenever he was around you these days, his eyes wandered on their own from your hair to your beautiful face, over the only pair of lips that could speak the words that would relieve him from his suffering. His eyes wandered down over your neck, your shoulders and arms to the hands whose touch felt almost healing when they had pushed against his chest. Hands that had ignited a deep, hidden desire inside of him.

He felt ashamed to even admit that he was having these feelings but he did, there was no way around it. Of course he had been interested in other women before he had met you but they hadn't been his princess. To him, you were larger than life, you were the person that he had pledged himself to and in turn, every action of his was supposed to benefit you. The thoughts in his head were anything but.

Now, he was laying in his bed, thinking back to your hands on his chest. In his head, he imagined them sliding over his shoulders and onto his back. Nuzzling his face into his pillow, he imagined how it would feel to be held by you, to lean his face onto your neck, your cheek, as your hands caress his back, fingers running through his hair. To be granted such a soft, tender touch by your hand must be what heaven feels like. Any touch that you were willing to grant him, he would take gratefully. You could slap him across the face and all that he would want to do would be to kiss the hand that touched him. Even if he could never be loved by you, he could be by your side. Every day, he had the opportunity to see your face, smell your scent, hear your voice. That was more than he had ever deserved and he would work hard to protect you, until the end of his days.

In the beginning, he wanted to serve you for a different reason. A heavy weight was on his shoulders and it hadn't lifted yet, a heavy guilt that he tried to erase by helping you. He still felt as guilty about his past as he did back then but now, that didn't matter anymore. He did not protect you for his own consciousness anymore, he did it because he wanted you to live on. Safe and happy. Even if he wasn't the one to make you happy he could be the one to make sure you would live to meet that person.

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Your Point Of View

Another night was passing in which you were unable to find any sleep. For the past ten days, you had been nothing but exhausted. You barely left your room except for the occasional stroll through the gardens and the meals with your family. You barely spoke to anyone, didn't even meet up with Alysane like you used to.

After what had happened at the garden party, all you wanted to do was go to your room and rest. But when your back hit the mattress, peace was as far away from you as it ever had been. The thoughts running through your head were all over the place - from fear to bad memories of death to anger towards your father to confusion and hurt when it came to Kita's actions.

You could not comprehend what happened in the hallway that day, even after pondering it for hours and hours on end. Why did he leave you alone so suddenly? Well, he did not actually leave you alone but he did back off, stopped supporting you like you wanted, needed him to. His touch had been the one thing keeping you grounded and gave you a sense of security you had almost forgotten even existed. Why would he take that away from you? Had he not told you that it was his duty to take care of you, to protect you from whatever harm may come your way? Still, he left you! Could he not see how much this fear was crippling you? Perhaps he was afraid that you might think that he was feeling something for you that he wasn't. Or was he scared that you might reciprocate the feelings that he did have for you?

Well, that thought was ridiculous. Never would you think of him, your knight, like that. It wasn't appropriate of you to think of him romantically, so you didn't - and he should know that. He was simply a protector to you. You only thought of him as someone who was loyal. Strong. Kind. Caring.

You did not think of how his broad chest felt underneath your palms or how it moved with every breath that he took. You did not think of that one time you saw him train. How the very same chest that you touched heaved as he was catching his breath, his hair a gorgeous mess that was sticking to his sweaty forehead. You did not think about that, at all, no. Only sometimes did you think of how his golden eyes looked in the sunlight. Almost never did you think about his hands. How they had grabbed you when you were about to fall. How they supported your waist and held you upright with a strength unknown to you until then. It felt almost sinful to think of how rough his palm felt pressed against your cheek and how gentle his touch still was despite the callouses adorning his skin. How he cradled your head so carefully, like you were the most precious thing in the world. And you certainly never thought about how close his thumb had been to your mouth. How easy it would have been for you to turn your head.. just a little bit.. until his fingertip touched your lips..

You groaned into your pillow. Hopefully that would muffle it enough for no one else to hear it. What were you getting yourself into? Grabbing your pillow, you pressed it harder into your face. Just then, your hand brushed against something laying underneath your pillow: a handkerchief. The one Shinsuke - Kita - had given to you in the garden. The one that still smelled like him, even after you had cleaned it. You had wanted to give it back, you really did. But somehow, you found yourself holding it up to your nose when you could not find any rest. Late at night, when you were scared and tired, you just let yourself be surrounded by his smell as it lulled you into a few short hours of sleep.

Slowly, you pulled out the cloth and turned onto your side as you brought it up to your face. Tonight, it would not be helping to fall asleep, you could already tell. The thought of him only made your heart beat faster and your mind race. It only made you think more of his hand when it held out the handkerchief to you. And thinking of his hand made you think of his grip on your waist and your arm. It made you think of how it would feel to have his hands move across your skin, your body.. mapping out the curves of your figure.. cradling your face gently while he -

“Argh!” You crumpled up the handkerchief and threw it as far across the room as you could. This was bad. Very bad. You had to do something about this - before it got too bad.

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The next day you felt the rare urge to leave your room. After a quick breakfast, you took the opportunity to leave with a knight other than Kita. Since it was still early in the morning, the night guard was still on duty and Kita wasn't supposed to be here for another hour, giving you enough time to enjoy a few breaths of fresh air without feeling his presence around you all the time. Especially after the road your thoughts had taken last night you did not feel like you could face him. Just the thought of his eyes looking at you made your cheeks heat up and the butterflies in your belly started stirring. It would be best to get out of here and distract yourself as quickly as possible. Hurriedly, you threw your coat on and left your room.

The crisp air felt refreshing as you stepped out into the sunlight and reveled in the peaceful atmosphere around you. Everyone else was either still asleep or getting ready for the day so you had the outside all to yourself. This really was a good idea, you thought to yourself as you let the few rays of sunshine that came through the trees warm your face. Though you were enjoying these few moments, you did not have a lot of time left. You wanted to avoid Kita, so you had to be back in your room before he came around.

When you reached your room a bit later, you told the other knight to go and find your maid for you. Later today, you wanted to take a bath and knew that it would take more than one maid to heat up the water and fill up the tub so it was best to let them know ahead of time so that they could prepare and gather everyone needed.

The knight did not want to leave you, even though you urged him that you would be safe and sound in your room. Thankfully, just a moment later he spotted your maid at the end of the hallway.

“I'll go tell her,” he finally agreed since he would just be down the hallway. No one could get into your room without him noticing.

Relieved, you reached for your pocket where you always kept the key to your room so you could unlock it. It was a motion you had made a million times already since you had made it a habit to lock your room after an incident a few years ago where a few men snuck into your room and stole your jewelry. But this time around, your pocket was empty. Did you lose the key? You patted down all of your pockets but could not feel it anywhere. Luckily, there was a backup key so it wasn't that much of an issue if you really had lost it. There was a different problem, though: This second key was safe and sound with the one person you did not wish to have to talk to today - Kita, of course. When you had decided that you could trust him, you had given him the spare key so that if he needed to, he could get into your room or if you locked yourself out, like now, the other key would be right by your side. But the embarrassment of having to not only face Kita right now but also have to tell him that you had done something so stupid.. it was too much to bear.

Today, you truly were all over the place. Losing your key, rushing out like that in the morning; you hadn't even put your hair up like you usually did.. then, a thought struck you: In your rush, did you even lock the door?

Hesitantly you reached out to the door handle, praying that it was unlocked and - Thank God! - it was. You let out a sigh of relief, throwing one last look down the hallway. The knight was still chatting with the maid, probably sharing some gossip, like you knew she loved to do, and Kita was nowhere to be seen. Thank God you made it back to your room before he came along!

You slipped into your room and threw the door close, not bothering to look at the door as you took your coat off. Instead, you were already eying the table. Was that where you had left your key? Just as you reached the table and put down your coat, you heard it - the unmistakable sound of a key turning in a lock.

With one motion, you turned around and stared at the familiar face of the man in front of your door as he slid the key into his pocket with one hand and pressed his pointer finger of his other hand to his lips, warning you to stay quiet.

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