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You couldn't help it.

You just HAD to like this guy.

Why did you even fall for him in the first place, anyway?

Well, that was a long time ago.... I think.

But whatever, all you could think about right now is trying to CAPTURE the exiled prince you were after.

"Damn it! I lost him." You cursed out of frustration. Seriously, though. You were chasing him for 2 HOURS STRAIGHT. Your feet were tired and your armor felt too heavy that you couldn't even walk in a straight line.

Yup, you were THE __________ (l/n) and you couldn't even capture the man who has.. err.. stolen your heart. Hero of Lore, yet sweating bullets and trying to catch your breath. Even if you had a lot of endurance.

Then there was a rustle in the bushes.

You got your battle stance ready, just in case.

A figure stood up from the bush.

And sunlight crept in the dark forest due to the win blowing the trees' leaves.

Revealing the man you've been looking for. With bruises and scratches.

"Geez, what happened to you?"

"None of your business, peasant." He glared at me.

"Hey, hey... Just trying to be nice here." You said, backing away to give him space.

Of course, you can still see some blood on his clothes. Probably from the scratches.

"You need help? I could probably patch you up then-"

"I don't need ANY of YOUR help, you lowblood creature!" He yelled at me

Then I decided to trip him and bring him to a secured place.

"H-hey! Let go of me!" He protested, trying to hit me with his fists (which were binded together with rope. His -heavy- body was on my back)

"Stop squirming! It would only make me throw your arms off of me and drop you on the ground!"

"You're LUCKY I'm INJURED. If I wasn't injured, I would just go along with it and hurt you!" He replied, with a bit of red on his cheeks?

*timeskip, a faint "IZAYAAAAAAA!" could be heard in the background*

You patched Drakath up with bandages and laid him on the bed. "By the way, why do you always call me 'peasant' and 'lowblood creature' everytime?"

"Because I'm obviously of a higher status than you." He said a matter of factly.

"But you're a bandit-"

"AND the rightful heir of the throne." He cut me off.

"If you would want to be king, then you should probably change that attitude..." 'But I wouldn't mind being your servant-' WAIT WHY AM I THINKING THIS!?!

"I'm planning to, bu-" He covered his mouth before he said the next part of his sentence.

"But what?" My face went closer to his without me even noticing.

By now, he was blushing *a Spanish accent could be heard in the background "As red as a tomato~"*

"I won't bite, promise!" I crossed my heart with my fingers.

Drakath averted his eyes from mine, and finally said "B-but I'm not sure i-if a certain someone w-would like the change..."

"Who's the certain someone?" 'Robina? Serenity? Alina- no she's already with Rolith.'

"I-I can't tell you!" He was stuttering and blushing at the same time.

He must really like this 'certain someone' then!

I felt a pain in my heart, knowing that this guy (who I LIKE- wait, no. LOVE) likes someone else.

"I won't tell anyone, or use it as blackmail. Promise."

The next thing that happened was unexpected.

Drakath closed the gap between our faces, or lips, in our case.

It felt AMAZING. Even if it did feel a bit forceful.

After a few seconds, we parted. Faces red like a tomato.

"S-so now you know, ________?" He asked

In turn, I gasped. That was one of the few times he actually said my name.

"Y-yes.."

The next thing that happened was even more surprising than what happened a few minutes ago.

Drakath pushed me on the bed and pinned me there, whispering in my ear "How about a nice, heated battle in bed right now?~"

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You couldn't help it.

You just HAD to like this guy.

Why did you even fall for him in the first place, anyway?

Well, that was a long time ago.... I think.

But whatever, all you could think about right now is trying to CAPTURE the exiled prince you were after.

"Damn it! I lost him." You cursed out of frustration. Seriously, though. You were chasing him for 2 HOURS STRAIGHT. Your feet were tired and your armor felt too heavy that you couldn't even walk in a straight line.

Yup, you were THE __________ (l/n) and you couldn't even capture the man who has.. err.. stolen your heart. Hero of Lore, yet sweating bullets and trying to catch your breath. Even if you had a lot of endurance.

Then there was a rustle in the bushes.

You got your battle stance ready, just in case.

A figure stood up from the bush.

And sunlight crept in the dark forest due to the win blowing the trees' leaves.

Revealing the man you've been looking for. With bruises and scratches.

"Geez, what happened to you?"

"None of your business, peasant." He glared at me.

"Hey, hey... Just trying to be nice here." You said, backing away to give him space.

Of course, you can still see some blood on his clothes. Probably from the scratches.

"You need help? I could probably patch you up then-"

"I don't need ANY of YOUR help, you lowblood creature!" He yelled at me

Then I decided to trip him and bring him to a secured place.

"H-hey! Let go of me!" He protested, trying to hit me with his fists (which were binded together with rope. His -heavy- body was on my back)

"Stop squirming! It would only make me throw your arms off of me and drop you on the ground!"

"You're LUCKY I'm INJURED. If I wasn't injured, I would just go along with it and hurt you!" He replied, with a bit of red on his cheeks?

*timeskip, a faint "IZAYAAAAAAA!" could be heard in the background*

You patched Drakath up with bandages and laid him on the bed. "By the way, why do you always call me 'peasant' and 'lowblood creature' everytime?"

"Because I'm obviously of a higher status than you." He said a matter of factly.

"But you're a bandit-"

"AND the rightful heir of the throne." He cut me off.

"If you would want to be king, then you should probably change that attitude..." 'But I wouldn't mind being your servant-' WAIT WHY AM I THINKING THIS!?!

"I'm planning to, bu-" He covered his mouth before he said the next part of his sentence.

"But what?" My face went closer to his without me even noticing.

By now, he was blushing *a Spanish accent could be heard in the background "As red as a tomato~"*

"I won't bite, promise!" I crossed my heart with my fingers.

Drakath averted his eyes from mine, and finally said "B-but I'm not sure i-if a certain someone w-would like the change..."

"Who's the certain someone?" 'Robina? Serenity? Alina- no she's already with Rolith.'

"I-I can't tell you!" He was stuttering and blushing at the same time.

He must really like this 'certain someone' then!

I felt a pain in my heart, knowing that this guy (who I LIKE- wait, no. LOVE) likes someone else.

"I won't tell anyone, or use it as blackmail. Promise."

The next thing that happened was unexpected.

Drakath closed the gap between our faces, or lips, in our case.

It felt AMAZING. Even if it did feel a bit forceful.

After a few seconds, we parted. Faces red like a tomato.

"S-so now you know, ________?" He asked

In turn, I gasped. That was one of the few times he actually said my name.

"Y-yes.."

The next thing that happened was even more surprising than what happened a few minutes ago.

Drakath pushed me on the bed and pinned me there, whispering in my ear "How about a nice, heated battle in bed right now?~"