Sadly, I don't own The Big Bang Theory

I've decided to try something new by posting short stories about Sheldon and Penny meeting during different points in history. I might post sequels later on depending on the reviews and response from my lovely readers. I hope everyone will enjoy this as much as I did writing them.

A young blonde woman rushed through the castle halls toward the Royal living area, as a maid urged her to stop running.

"M'lady this is very dangerous! What if you injure yourself?" She called out but was ignored.

The woman burst through the doors, earning surprised stares from her parents.

"How could you do this?" She asked, "I told you that I have no intention to marry anyone."

The queen looked up at her, wrinkles creasing her eyes and streaks of grays were visible in her dark blonde hair as her husband stood up. "Penelope, you are already twenty-six and we want grand children. Haven't you already lived your life recklessly?"

"Your father is right dear. It is time for you to grow up and settle down for the future of our kingdom."

"But why must it be him?"

"He is a suitable choice for you: educated, of noble blood, and an excellent hunter with a curious mind." Her father cited, sitting back down on his throne.

Penny scoffed. "Please, he has no manners, and insults everyone. I can barely tolerate sitting in the same room with him, let alone marry him."

Her mother sighed in disappointment. "Penelope there is nothing that you can do. His mother has already approved of the marriage and will be arriving tomorrow to officially meet you."

She glared at her parents and stormed out of the room.

"You mustn't wear your pants. Count your lucky stars your parents allow you to wear them since women are forbidden to do so."

"Why not? They are comfortable and it's not like I'm meeting anyone of importance." She told the blonde maid as she sifted through the closet. "Bernadette, would you take my place instead?"

"Of course not, I am not a member of a royal or noble family. But if I were you I would follow your parents' wishes. The princesses and princes from the neighboring kingdoms are already married or have heirs; you are the only one left to do so."

"But I can't stand him." Penny whined. "You've met him too."

"If you decided on marriage you could have had your pick. Sir Leonard was very persistent for your hand in marriage but you turned him down so you have no other choice."

Penny frowned, Bernadette was right. She should have married earlier instead of traveling the world and having romantic affairs abroad.

Bernadette smacked Penny lightly on the arm as she fumbled with her deep forest dress. "Stop fidgeting or he'll think you're infested with fleas!"

She sighed and straightened when the doors to the castle opened, revealing an elegant woman with red hair and a tall, lanky man at her side.

Penny scowled recognizing him immediately from the countless balls she had attended. She watched as he walked up to her, bowing as she forced herself to courtesy and hesitantly extended her hand.

"Sheldon Cooper, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." He greeted, kissing it.

"Penelope Price and the pleasure is all mine." She replied sarcastically but Sheldon didn't catch it as she saw him take out a handkerchief and wiped his lips with it. Did he think she was ill or something?

He looked her up and down before resting his eyes back to her face."That dress compliments your beautiful emerald eyes."

She grinned, so he did have a nice side. "However the dress is slightly large for your figure, is that intentional or are you perhaps hiding an enlarged stomach or massive thighs?"

Penny growled under her breath as he turned to walk away as Bernadette grabbed her arm. "Calm down, he's not worth it to get worked up about."

She exhaled slowly, her maid and best friend was right. It was just Sheldon Cooper, a egotistical virgin no doubt. What woman would have romantic liaisons with a man like him?

"It's settled then. The wedding shall be in week from today." Mary said happily as she took a sip of red wine.

"Mother, I have some concerns regarding the marriage." Sheldon spoke up, earning the full attention of everyone in the room, except for his bride-to-be.

"Do tell."

"First, the issue of offspring. I must be certain Penelope is devout of any sexual illnesses before she is to accompany me in my chambers." He answered, glancing over at the princess. "I can hardly imagine a woman such as herself is still a pure virgin."

"I assure you there isn't a problem with that, right?" King Wyatt asked as Penny caught her father's stare.

"Of course." She lied convincingly, her eyes darting back to Sheldon.

"Then unless impending coitus is designated, she will remain in her own chambers. I hardly wish to spend night after night sleeping with another person next to my person."

"Sheldon, the purpose of this union is for you to live as husband and wife. You are to share your bed with her until death, do I make myself clear?"

"But mother-"

She stared him down. "Are you opposing me?"

"No."

"Then silence. We will make the decisions in private with her parents so please leave the dining area with your fiancee."

Sheldon scoffed, standing up from the table and Penny did as well. They walked off toward the door and into the next area, sitting down on opposite ends of the couch.

"Are you serious? Why would you embarrass me like that?" She demanded, earning a look from him.

"Of course not. It was merely a facade to impress my mother and your parents. I have no desire in copulating with a whore, even to produce a royal heir."

"And neither am I." She agreed through gritted teeth.

"At least we share one commonality."

Sheldon stared at himself in the mirror, he hated any social functions. It was pointless and a waste of his precious time. Adjusting his shirt he reached for his navy jacket when his mother entered the room.

"The celebratory ball for your engagement has begun nearly an hour ago. What are you still doing here?"

Sheldon adjusted his cuffs. "Since this ball is designated for myself and Penelope I assume there is no need for me to be there from the start."

"You are still late." Mary pressed as he turned to look at her.

"I prefer to think of it as everyone else is simply early. It's an obvious fact."

"And that is your opinion." She retorted and pointed to the door as he breezed past her.

Bernadette was wearing a light pink gown as Penny took a sip of her champagne. It was a nice change to be dolled up instead of wearing her maid garments but she was nervous of being caught by others.

"Take a glass sweetie."

She shook her head. "As my lady's maid I cannot break the rules."

Penny picked up a glass and put it into her hand. "You are not a maid tonight and I want you to enjoy yourself. Remember you are first and foremost my dear friend."

Bernadette nodded and her shoulders relaxed as she looked over at Penny's parents at the far end of the room, seated next to Mary Cooper as they conversed.

Time passed by slowly when Bernadette caught the eye of a distant cousin from one of the neighboring kingdoms by the name of Howard. He had invited her to dance and Penny urged her to go as she finished another glass.

She had danced as well when asked, as expected of a lady, with two men who had extended their hands out to her. Penny was never one for social functions but didn't despise them altogether either; the best gossip was usually spread at balls.

Looking around and finding Bernadette dancing with that man called Howard she smiled. At least one of them would marry for love and not for convenience. Penny brushed past several people and walked out onto the balcony, feeling the cool night breeze against her skin.

She looked up at the stars, spotting the full moon as it illuminated the stone, propping her hands against it. It was silent except for the faint music playing from behind her that she didn't notice the footsteps.

"Tired of dancing I see?" Sheldon asked, walking up beside her.

"Actually no, I needed some air because it was stuffy." Penny replied, surprised that he showed up out of nowhere. He wasn't around once since the party began.

"I guess that works to my favor at least."

She looked at him with a puzzled expression. "How so?"

"My mother has asked me to dance with you. A sort of gesture for our feelings toward another to flourish so to speak." He answered in a monotone voice.

"How romantic." Penny said sarcastically, rolling her eyes but he didn't catch it again. He really was immune to sarcasm or perhaps he just ignored it.

"I suppose it is to lesser minds." Sheldon replied, extending his hand out to her and bowed slightly.

"Can you tell your mother that you danced with me?" Penny asked, earning a frown from him.

"I wish it were that simple. I am not adapt at concealing my lies and they are easy to see through."

She stared at his hand. No grasp on sarcasm and unable to lie? He was an odd man. Penny let out a sigh after extending her hand. Sheldon took it, pulling her towards him as his other hand rested on the small of her back.

She was surprised that her breath hitched at his touch as he lead the dance, in perfect tempo to the music coming from inside.

"Your dancing has improved since earlier tonight." He pointed out as Penny met his eyes.

"I haven't seen you all night so how would you know?"

Sheldon smirked. "Just because you couldn't see me doesn't mean I wasn't there. I can now tell that your dancing is on par, you just needed an adequate partner."

Penny averted her eyes and concentrated back on the dance, even though she didn't need to. She battled her inner thoughts concerning her future husband.

Penny sat clad in an elegant white dress as Bernadette fixed her hair. "Can't you switch places with me?"

"I don't think so and there is an obvious height difference between us even if I wanted to." She answered, patting her on the shoulder.

"Why me?"

Bernadette shrugged. "Possibly fate or punishment for a previous life. Maybe you were a criminal and this is your penance."

"I'll go with punishment but even if I did do something I have no memory of my past lives. This is completely unfair that I have to marry a complicated man. One day he's a complete ass while another he's the perfect gentleman." Penny said getting up and walking out of the room toward the church hallway.

Bernadette pushed her toward the door and offered encouraging words. She thanked her and Penny started walking down the aisle, her feet heavy as if they were made of stone. She neared closer to Sheldon and felt anger that she was forced to marry him.

Sheldon watched her as she glared at him under her veil as the priest started the ceremony. He answered 'I do' as if he was ordering dinner and when her turn came she replied half-hardheartedly.

He reached over and lifted her veil, hesitantly leaning in to kiss her quickly before backing away. She shot him a look as he pulled out his handkerchief again, failing to discreetly wipe his lips as the priest stared at him in disbelief.

"I believe we have nowhere to run." He said, pulling back the covers on the bed so he could climb in. "Our parents sent spies to listen in outside the door to ensure we consummate our wedding night."

"I am not doing anything of the sort. You will die a virgin."

"Perhaps but that is hardly a threat." He replied, lying down in the center of the bed.

She glared at him and looked at the door, hearing whispers through the other side. "And where do you propose I sleep?"

"Wherever you feel the desire to except my bed."

"I am a woman, you must vacate the bed and take the couch."

He sat up and looked at her in surprise. "On what grounds? Men have higher authority than women."

"True but you are a gentleman and wouldn't dare lay a hand even if one was to attack you correct?"

"Of course but I don't understand what you mean."

Penny then leaped onto the bed and began pushing him off to the side so he would fall onto the floor. He grunted and sat up as Penny braced her legs onto his back and pushed as hard as she could. Sheldon rolled over and she let out a yelp in surprise as he stood up on the bed. She countered by taking his legs out from under him, emitting a 'oof' from his lips as he smacked the bed, stomach first, half sprawled on top of her.

Their faces were inches apart as they panted, looking into each other's eyes. "If you don't get off me this instant I'll yell rape." She whispered, causing his eyes to widen and bolt right off her.

"Fine, you win this round." He admitted, taking his pillow with him as he walked over to the couch, causing Penny to smirk.

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