Author's Note: Okay, this was something that I have been thinking about… XD Also, lonie (Guest) Glad you like my Stories. And, yes. I do remember you.
It was time for Queen Historia's suitors. She was of age and apparently, they said she needed an heir. So, the Queen thought, why not? If she didn't think they would be a good King, she would not choose them and call it off.
Historia blinked as the man before her had dark curly hair that bounced whenever he moved.
Levi didn't like him.
The man had such a pretty boy face.
Jean didn't care for him.
The man's eyes looked at Historia with delight.
Eren despised him.
His fingers looked trimmed perfectly.
Armin hated him with all of his heart.
His suit looked amazingly done.
Connie wanted the name of that tailor!
"Your majesty, you are of age to get married," the man said with a bow as Historia raised an eyebrow, adjusting her crown. Darn! This crown was heavy.
Levi frowned. "Who would you recommend?" he asked, leaning up against the wall and looking the guy up and down. Yeah. This guy couldn't take care of Historia. The Queen needed someone to help her.
The man smirked. "Well, I don't mean to point fingers, but, I could help the beautiful woman standing before me," he stated reaching out and grabbing Historia's hand and about to kiss, it only for Mikasa to calmly smack it away.
Mikasa narrowed her eyes, glaring at the man who gulped. "You're not worthy to touch the gorgeous goddess' hand," she said bluntly and calmly as the man scowled, getting ready to protest until Levi stepped in.
"Hm… let me tell you this; the Survey Corps is filled with eligible young men who could be fit to be King," the Captain stated as he gestured to the men who were right behind him. "We got: Eren, Armin, Jean, Connie, and, myself."
The man frowned as he clenched his fist. "Listen here, Captain," the man started, scowling at Levi as he pushed his black curly hair that Levi hated so much out of his face. "You are not a royal. I have looks, class, and manners. What do you and your, eh, scouts have?"
"Well, sir," Eren said with a slight laugh. "Do you have guts?" he asked as he took out his sword.
"Have you ever stared down the mouth of a hungry Titan?" Armin asked putting his hands on his hips, glaring at the man.
"Did you even come close to getting your arms ripped off by a Titan?" Jean asked looking the man up and down as he looked at Connie who should say something epic.
Connie just shrugged. "I have no words. To be honest, I wasn't even listening to any of you," he said bluntly closing his eyes only to earn a whack from Sasha.
Eren laughed only for Connie to conk him on the head so hard, it knocked him out. Jean just blinked in surprised as Eren was down on the ground. Out like a light.
Eren groaned as he got up, rubbing his head. He could hear Historia wondering out loud who she should pick to be a suitor. He nearly snorted at the thought of anyone being king.
Historia looked at the rest of the boys who were pointing to themselves whispering 'me'. Even Armin was doing it. The only ones who weren't doing it were Levi, who was just leaning against the wall looking at his nails, and Eren.
Historia just blinked as she looked at Levi. Who, somehow, looked dashing. The Queen giggled as she walked up to Levi and took his hands. The Captain frowned in confusion. "I choose…" she said trailing off and gazing into Levi's eyes. "You!" she cheered booping Levi's nose who raised an eyebrow.