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Overprotective Knight x Overworked/Anxious Princess

A long time ago in the nation of Winds lived a young woman who was the Princess of the land. She sat on the throne alone, with her parents now gone from an incurable disease that plagues the land. From 10,000 down, the Kingdom fell to it's knees from the plague.

While in it's darkest moments, visitors from afar visited the lands with gifts to help the poor. The people who received the items were pleased with their business, that word reached the Princess who was in dismay from the disaster of the plague. Rumor has it that she set up a meeting with one of the visitors to discuss an alliance from their kingdom.

Hours turning into days, the visitors returned in a much smaller group than they left in.

The knights, they killed us off one by one. One of the suitors cried.

They said that we tried to steal from the treasury, when we were just talking. They were insane.

Thus the words of the visitors began to stir up chaos internally within the kingdom of the winds.

"What's going on out there?" The princess asked a bit worried. There were shouts coming from outside her palace walls. She was sure they were upset from the illness that overtook their kingdom. She did her best with the help of her knights to control it, but everything she did, didn't seem to work.

She asked for help which is why the visitors were sent in, only to find out that they were trying to steal items vital to her Kingdom's health restoration?

She was so surprised she knew mot what to do, but she sent her head Knight to take care of the situation.

Was that why they were banging on her doors now?

She was almost there to finishing the medicine for them. All she needed was a plant that grew from the neighboring kingdom that was hard to find.

If she sent her knights, there was a chance they would mess it up. It had to be her.

Sending off knights to another position in the castle, she grabbed a cloak. She just had to be quick and return.

"My lady?"

This person isn't he that blonde from a few days ago that tried to woo you with his cringe lines and art that looked half finished. You found him a bit odd, but nevertheless ignored him. He tried to keep getting your attention, and now has gotten into your house, even past your advisor, Al-haitham.

Now here is was on a magic carpet.

"Uhm, where in the hell did you get this magic carpet from?" You stood with your hands on your hips.

"I know you. You're that blonde who's been trying to woo me for the past few days."

''If you think a few expensive clothing and a magic carpet will change my mind about you, you're mistaken." She side eyes him turning to go back to her room, when the carpet moves in front of her.

"Apologies for bothering you, but please if you'll give me the chance, I want to show you something." He holds out his hand again in a pleading manner.

You let out a small sigh.

"Fine." You walk closer as the carpet bows to you, out of respect. At least one of them knew boundaries. You sit next to him as thr carpet takes off, shocking you with whiplash. You hold on tightly to it, as you go node diving down into the world. You let out a small scream as he laughs in excitement.

This clearly was the worst date you have ever been on.

An item was stuck in your hair that you just brushed.

"For you, your highness." The moon reflecting off his red eyes. Has his eyes always been as beautiful as the moon?

Your expression softens as he lets out a smile

Here for the first time!(Lyney x Mermaid Reader)

That's the blonde human you rescued alright.

Pretty curly blonde hair, eyes the shade of lavender. Your dream prince swam a little further ahead-

That's right, humans don't swim to get around.

"Walking" wasn't your strong suit yet, but if you wanted to explore land, you would have to get used to it. The blonde let you lean onto him as you slowly walk through the crowd who stared with curiosity towards you?

Being a royal yourself, you were used to the staring. You did your best not to meet their eyes, if they had questions.

Entering the palace, you notice how similar the Palace is to your grotto. All those items you collected from ship wrecks, in it's glory and good condition.

You eagerly part from the prince, making your way forward to one of the statues. The dirty coloring and unkempt color, giving away your delight. This place was a downgrade from your palace, why don't they take care of their who-zit-what's?

"Are you comfortable, muse?" He asked nervously playing with a deck of cards that he randomly pulled out.

You nod, as his shoulders drop in relief. His brave facade returns as he guides you deeper into the palace.

From happiness with you to pure shock and surprise.

"No! That's not food!"

"Please muse, that doesn't go in you hair!"

You reach in a tank that's on display putting a fish to your mouth. This was one of the ones that you eat, normally.

Your poor subject, at least they'll be able to serve you properly. You rip off it's head and chew it normally like you would with your food. You stare at the blonde who looks horrified from the blood staining your lips.

How unlady like!

You wipe it off with your arm, making it much worse.

He stared for a moment before dragging you by the arm to another room. He mutters under his breathe, something about regretting taking you into his palace now.

This was normal in your palace however?

Why was the blonde you saved so upset?

Humans are so interesting to learn about.

I need a hero. (Brant x Damsel? Reader)

You stood sword and sword in hand going up against a demon that plagued the village that you lived at.

Demons that were considered the curse of humanity by the church, has not be exterminated from the very same people who deemed them as evil.

There were lists going around about which village was targeted speculated by the most recent activity.

The church said you weren't going to be a victim, until you were.

It happened at the stroke of early evening.

Everyone rewinding from the day, when demons appeared in a few houses that began the chaos. Now the village sat almost abandoned from the people evacuating to the next town over.

You however, refused to lose your home to such a nasty thing. If no one would stop it now, you all would lose everything. And things were irreplaceable.

You silently fought against it, as it snarled in pain from your recent blows.

The pattern being easy to figure out after such a long time. You dodge it's upcoming attack when you misstep and the demon snatches you by it's hand.

Your head spins as you feel your body hurt from being thrown up and down from it, before falling to the ground disoriented. You tried to get it together, s it came close to deal the finishing blow, when someone came through with a yell of triumph.

The man slashing through the monster when he hits a weak spot. The monster now headless fell to the ground.

The person walked over to you, sheathing their weapon as they stop next to you. Your blurry eyes making out blue hair and red eyes.

"Are you okay, my liege?" He leaned out a hand for you to grab. You accept as he slowly helps you sit up.

Once the spinning stopped, you were able to clearly make him out.

The clothing?

He is familiar now that you look at him.

That one exiled their who stole from the church and would help the common folk.

"That demon really did a number on you." He noted pulling out medical equipment to help patch you up.

"My dear liege, I was passing through and saw you battling with the demon. I must say I am impressed by your skills."

"I couldn't let it take my home."

"Your home that's in flames, my liege?" You glance around seeing the home you fought to protect, in shambles even though you defended it.

That last blow must have triggered something.

Now you had no place to return to.

"If I may offer?"

"Until you're able to find another home my liege, me and my lost ones, travel isle to isle all along this sea. We help other lost ones in need of home from demon attacks. If you would accept, you would have a place to stay."

You were about to agree when another demon, ran behind your savior angry from the previous demon he had killed.

He went to take the final blow, as you ran forward, stabbing the thing in the eye.