Princess of the Land of Spirits | By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 5953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 3
Lie to Me
It was a week of awkwardness. Princess Lucy and Captain Loke barely looked at one another. If anyone gossiped about the fact that the captain of the guard had been ordered to train the princess in bedroom manners, none took the juiciest rumors seriously. The captain was just as decorous as ever, the princess just as proper. He kept his distance, and she hardly looked at him.
Then, at the end of that week, a near disaster struck.
Lucy was already asleep, with Captain Loke outside the bedchamber door standing guard, when a shadow moved in through her opened window. The intruder skulked over to her bed, then stood and gazed down at the sleeping princess.
"Too easy," he chuckled.
A hand swooped down, and a cloth was placed over Lucy's mouth and nose. She jolted up in shock, but a sourly sweet smell made her head feel instantly light.
"Back to sleep with you, princess. Although," he hummed, seeing how her gown slipped off her shoulders and partially exposed one breast, "I suppose I could have a little fun with you before handing you over to my employer." His fingers curled as he prepared to grope her. "I've never touched the breasts of a noblewoman."
"And you never shall!"
The intruder felt a whoosh, then sudden pain. He looked down to see his groping hand cut off at the wrist. In the light of the stars, Captain Loke's sword gleamed in bold brilliance. Instead of running the man through with his sword, he drew his hand back and punched him hard. The man tumbled backward, and Loke stalked after him.
"No one touches the Princess of the Land of Spirits without my permission," Loke growled, and his eyes narrowed in fierce jealousy.
As Lucy watched in a drugged stupor, she swore it was like seeing a lion hunting by night. The intruder awkwardly pulled out a dagger with his remaining hand. Loke was not even concerned by the weapon. His leg swung out and hit the man's metal gauntlet so hard, a golden flash sparked out. The dagger flew to the side and embedded into the wall. Then, with a sneer of contempt, Loke gave the intruder another hard punch to the gut, which sent him tumbling backward, out the opened window, and plummeting down the tower to land with a sickly crunch in the courtyard below.
Loke ran forward and looked down. Blood quickly seeped out around the body. Already, an alarm was being called, bells rang through the starry night, and soldiers raced forward to the princess's tower.
"Seize that intruder," Loke commanded, pointing emphatically down at the body. "If he's somehow still alive, interrogate him. If he's already dead, place his head on a pike and toss his body to the dogs."
A red and white haired soldier shouted up, "Captain, the princess?"
"Alive, Lieutenant Scorpio. Find whoever was supposed to be on guard down there and have him tossed into the dungeon for a week. Also, have the doctor sent to the princess's room. I believe the intruder used some form of drug on her."
While soldiers dealt with the intruder, Loke pulled back in and hurried to the princess's bed. Now that it was over, fear finally began to creep in. It was too dark to see, so he lit a candle and checked on her.
"Lucy?" he asked with worry.
She grabbed hold of his uniform jacket, buried her face into his chest, and sobbed in belated terror. Loke was stunned for only a moment, then he hugged her into his arms and smoothed down her hair.
"It's safe. He's gone." He realized the intruder's severed hand was still on her blanket, staining it with blood. He carefully lifted it by a finger and dropped it to the floor.
"Loke," she sobbed. "Lie to me."
"Lie?" he asked in confusion. "Are you hallucinating, Princess?"
"Just lie to me." Lucy turned her teary face up to him. "Do you love me?"
Loke's mouth dropped at the audacity that she would ask such a rebellious question at a time like this. Then he saw the purpose behind her request, and a smile lifted his lips. Lie to her? If it was an order from royalty... "No, Princess. I don't love you."
"Do you want me to get married?"
His heart burned at the question. "Of course I do. I look forward to it. I can't wait to see you in the arms of that prince. I hope he's satisfied with you, and I hope you're a tender and loving wife to him."
She looked happier with each lie. "Last week, with Capricorn..."
"Princess," he warned.
"Was that purely out of duty? Nothing more? It meant nothing at all, right?"
He sighed lightly at her trickery. "That's right. It meant nothing. I did it purely because I was ordered to. I would never do that again."
"Because...you don't love me...right?"
He hugged her against his chest. "Exactly. I don't love you. I never have. I never will. I protect you as is my duty as captain of the guard. Nothing more."
She laughed moistly and pulled back to look up at him. "You've told me that line so many times over the years. You big liar." Then her dizziness returned, and she fainted in his arms.
"Princess?" he asked in fear. "Lucy!"
The doors crashed open. The old palace doctor ran in along with half a dozen assistants, Virgo, Aries, and a squad of soldiers.
"Harumph! Blood?" old Crux asked as he looked at the crimson sheets.
"Ah, not hers," Loke assured them. "She wasn't injured."
"Harumph! Please step aside," Crux said as the old man began to inspect Lucy.
Loke backed away as the doctor checked her heart and felt her forehead. Then Crux found the cloth the man had used to drug her. He sniffed it briefly, then held it out with a sour face before ordering his assistants to concoct a cure. Virgo left the care of the princess to Aries and stepped back to join Loke.
"She'll be fine, Brother. The king wishes to speak with you."
"I understand," he nodded. After a disaster like this, of course the king would want a report in person.
He marched through the halls of the castle that was now on high alert. Servants scurried, and all the candles were lit. Loke came to the king's chamber, straightened his uniform, and gave a firm knock.
"Enter," came a dignified reply.
Loke pushed open the massive doors and immediately dropped to one knee. "My king and master."
"Captain, how is my daughter?" asked the monarch.
"Uninjured, master. The intruder drugged her, but Doctor Crux is already curing her."
"He got so far as to reach her bed?"
"He was as silent as a shadow, but he made the mistake of speaking. I've said many times before, if I'm not allowed to guard inside her room, I may not hear a stealthy intruder."
"Something which decorum will not allow, Captain Loke."
He dropped his head a little lower. "I understand, master," he replied, already expecting such an answer.
"I will have one of her female attendants stay with her at night from now until the wedding. As this alliance with the Land of Dragons nears, I fear more attempts may be made by people wishing to sully my daughter's virtue."
"None shall touch her, master," he swore loyally.
"Does this include you, Captain?" asked the king with a stern glare. "I've heard the rumors whispered around the palace."
Loke swallowed hard. "If you mean about that lesson, I was following your orders, master. I didn't..."
"A lesson where you asked Capricorn to leave, and then the maids found suspicious stains on my daughter's undergarments."
Loke was speechless for a moment as his throat went dry with horror and shame. "I...I never even touched her skin, master, I swear. Maybe her face and neck, but...but it was all part of the lesson."
"I wonder," the king said with anger barely suppressed behind a regal visage. "You are the best fighter in the Land of Spirits, Captain Loke. My wife picked you as captain of the guard despite your youth. She felt you would be best to guard Lucy, and you've done so well for seven years. I cannot remove you from your post without rousing suspicions, but I can use your station for other means." The king held out a letter sealed with the royal insignia. "This letter is the last confirmation for the alliance with the Dragon King. It includes a sworn statement by Virgo that the princess is a virgin. I trust that status has not changed."
"It has not, master," Loke said stiffly.
"This letter must be delivered into the Dragon King's hands. When it has his seal of approval, you will escort Prince Natsu to the Land of Spirits. The wedding will be held here, and once it is consummated, you will escort both the prince and the princess to the border. After you return from that duty—your final duty to her—we will discuss the future of your career within this castle. Obey my commands flawlessly and you may keep your post. Disrespect the Dragons, and I shall have you executed. Am I clear?"
His eyes stayed on the ground, verbally beaten into submission. "Yes, master."
"Good. You'll ride out immediately."
Loke looked up sharply now. "But the princess..."
"Will probably sleep for a solid day," the king cut in. "Are you already questioning my orders, Captain Loke?"
He drew back and dropped his head. "Of course not, my king and master. Your orders are absolute, as is my loyalty."
Loke took the letter and left the king's presence. He tarried only long enough to secure a new guard to watch over Lucy and to ask Virgo how she was doing. Lucy was cured but sleeping heavily from the drug. Loke told Virgo briefly about the king's command so she could tell Lucy. Then he marched out to the stables and saddled his fastest horse, Regulus. He glanced briefly up to the tower, where the candles in the princess's room gave the window a bright golden glow. With a sigh and a look of longing, he climbed onto Regulus' saddle and took the reins.
"O Regulus, give me your strength. Ride hard, old friend. Let's not leave her alone for too long."
The horse whinnied and began a firm gallop. Loke pretended that it was the sting of the cold night wind that made his eyes tear up and streak over his face. He deftly wiped the salty tears and kept focused on the dark road ahead. Without looking back, he rode hard into the night, headed to the Land of Dragons.
End of Chapter 3
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