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A Warrior, A Princess and A Kitten named Peaches

Summary:

Castiel is Newly married, Newly royal and Newly pregnant when his mate is sent off with their armies to protect the kingdom's borders from oncoming war. Without his mate to guide him and because of royal tradition Cas is kept locked away in palace grounds. Stuck in a new home he never wanted and a title he never asked for

Notes:

This is my first work in the fandom. It just popped into my head and wouldn't leave me alone but, I don't know if It'll go anywhere. I still need time to figure out what the plot will be if I end writing multiple chapters.

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The sun was just rising as Castiel go out of bed. He slid his feet into his favorite fur-lined slippers and grabbed his robe from the hook next to the bed. The doors to the bed-chamber opened and two maids stepped in. Castiel would never get used to this even after almost a year of being married and living in the palace. "Did a letter come?" He asked, still waking from his sleep. "One from Prince Dean, your Highness" one of the maids answered, holding out a parchment envelope. Castiel took the letter and made himself comfortable on his favorite couch. Dean had been gone for four months now. Yes, his husband was a prince, but the alpha liked being a war general over his royal duties. So when Issues had started on the outskirts of the kingdom Dean had jumped at the chance to go, Castiel had not been thrilled with the idea, especially since they had just been informed that he was carrying their first pup, but, like a good Omega, Wife and Princess he kept his mouth shut like what was expected of him.

Castiel read over the letter and absently let a hand rest on his growing bump. Cas frowned and reached for the tea cup that had been set on the table next to him. "Apparently your father would rather fight on battlefields then participate in peace talks and come home to us pup" He informed the pup as he smoothed a hand over his stomach. "Would you like to write back, your highness?" One of the maids asked as they set out a plate of toast and an array of jams. "Tell my husband that if he is not home and in our bed by the time his son is born then he better get used to sleeping in the barracks with his men, If he wants to act like a soldier then he can be treated like them" Castiel dictated as he slowly ate a piece of toast. "Yes, Princess" the maids answered before bowing and leaving the room.

Sighing to himself Cas finished his meal and got dressed for the day. Without Dean around he didn't have many royal duties and now that he was with pup it was no longer appropriate for him to leave the palace per tradition. Castiel slipped into one of day dresses and wrapped a sweater around himself before leaving his chambers and making his way to the palace gardens. The garden had to be Castiel's favorite part of his home. It had been a creation of the late Queen Mary and much like the rest of the kingdom the gardens had fallen into disrepair after her death. That had been Cas's first order of business after his marriage, to restore the gardens and now the space was well on its way back to its former glory.

He cleared off one of the benches and sat down intent on knitting a blanket for the pup it was very likely that the new prince or princess would arrive in the winter and Castiel wanted to be prepared. Cas was engrossed in his task when he heard quiet whimpers coming from an overgrown set of rose bushes. Setting down his work the omega went to investigate. Castiel carefully made his way over and pulled the brambles apart as the whimpers got louder. There in the heart of the bush was a tiny orange kitten. "Well hello there little one, lets get you free shall we?" Castiel asked gently, going to retrieve his knitting shears to rescue the animal.

Heads turned when Castiel returned carrying a kitten. It was a well known rule that King John did not allow animals of any kind in the palace. "Meg, please fetch a basin of warm water and a brush" Cas requested as he entered his chambers with the kitten. "Of course, princess" the maid said before leaving to procure the requested items. Castiel made himself comfortable on the carpet by the fireplace and started to clean the burrs and thorns out of the kitten's fur. "I think I'll name you Peaches" Castiel decided as he scratched behind the cat's ears. He spent the rest of the day tending to the kitten 's needs. Two baths and then a bowl of cream and a blanket lined basket by the fire.

Cas grabbed his favorite book off the shelf and made himself a nest of blankets next to Peaches's basket. He was worried about the kitten she was tiny and looked too young to be away from her mother. "That's alright, If Dean can have his army then I can have you, everyone will just have to get over it" Castiel said decidedly. Cas was spoiled, although he'd never admit it, he could have anything he'd want and if all else failed, he could always play the Princess\ Future Queen\ Mother of the future King card. Castiel also knew that while Dean might act all huffy and Alpha about having a kitten he would be wrapped around Peaches's little claw in no time.

The next few weeks passed quickly with Castiel taking care of his kitten and making the starting preparations for the pup. "Good morning Ellen" Cas greeted as he brought Peaches down to the dining room for breakfast one morning. "Good morning, Your highness" Ellen returned as she set out Cas's standard breakfast of tea and toast. "Thank you" Castiel said softly with a smile. It still made Castiel uncomfortable that people called him not by his name but, by his title. He had never asked for this had never truly wanted it. Ten months ago his mother had come back to their villa and announced he was engaged three weeks after that he was married to the future king, living in the palace and third in line for the throne.

Castiel's and Peaches's heads turned when they heard the sound of dining room's doors being opened. A exhausted and war torn alpha came limping up to the table. "Hello Dean, lovely of you to join us" Castiel said with a smile.