So I've seen people do this, and I thought it looked really fun, so I wanted to try it. If you have a word, comment with the word and the definition and I'll do it. I'll try to upload everyday, but it might be hard with school starting back soon.
1. Paladin (n)- any determined advocate or defender of a noble cause.
Marth sat at the table in his shared room in the Smash Manor. He was all by himself, which he rather enjoyed in these situations. He was currently thinking of what to say to his companions back in Altea, but he was at a loss for words.
He sighed to himself before he heard the door open. He turned and smiled, setting down his pen. "Hello Roy." In the doorway stood the seventeen-year old, red haired, duke of Pherae, a smile plastered on his face.
"Hi Marth," he smiled before sitting down in Marth's lap, wrapping his arms around his neck. "What are you doing?"
"I'm writing a letter back home."
"To?" The redhead looked at the paper on the desk, reading it's nice, handwritten, context. "It's so formal."
"As I had hoped." He shifted a bit to make himself comfortable before continuing. "I'm writing it to Jeigan."
"Who's he?"
"He's my paladin knight."
"You have one too?" Roy asked, somewhat surprised.
"Shouldn't everyone? They come in handy during battle. But Jeigan's more than just handy in battle, he's also my mind when I'm hot tempered," Marth chuckled, thinking back to the countless times he had lost his temper and his aforementioned knight had to collect his thoughts for him.
"Do you trust him?"
"Of course."
"How much?"
"I placed him in charge of Altea's affairs while I'm here," Marth replied with a shrug and for a millisecond, he thought he saw a pang of jealousy on Roy's face. "Is something the matter?"
"You seem to trust him a lot...I admire it, that's all.
"Roy…" He stopped for a moment, trying to stifle a giggle, but failed.
"What's so funny?" This time, Roy had a pout on his face.
"Roy…" Marth took a deep breath and tried to wrap his arms around Roy's waist, but he moved, causing the king to tumble to the floor in a very unpleasant manner. "Are you...jealous of Jeigan?"
"Of course not!" the duke snapped back, sitting on his bed with his back to his lover.
"Then what's the matter?" He got no reply. Marth sighed before he stood and walked over to the bed. He sat behind Roy, removed his blue and red cape, then wrapped his arms around Roy's waist, pulling him back into his chest. "Please, tell me what's wrong Roi-kun. I hate to see you like this."
"...You seem to put a lot of faith in that paladin." His words were bitter as he tried to pry himself from Marth's grasp, but Marth only tightened his grip around the smaller male.
"Does this have to do with our relationship? Yours is so much different than his. His is more of a guardian, yours is different Roy. The love I have for Jeigan is different than the love I have for you." Finally, the redhead turned and looked at Marth through watery eyes.
"Do you mean it?"
"I do." With a small smile he added, "Would I do this to Jeigan?" With those words, Marth leaned down and kissed Roy, taking him by surprise, but he melted into it nonetheless. Marth let Roy reposition himself, still trying not to break the kiss, before Marth wrapped his arms around Roy's waist once again, Roy's around Marth's neck.
After while, they broke the kiss and Roy placed his head in Marth's chest. "I can't believe I was jealous enough to think such a thing."
"Don't worry about it. I understand. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to finish my letter before dinner." Roy got off of Marth's lap and Marth walked over to his desk before Roy grabbed a piece of paper and a pen as well. "What are you doing?"
"I think I'm going to write a letter back home as well. Tell Marcus how much I appreciate him." With that, the two nobles took to writing their letters.
That was my first one! I hope you guys enjoy it and wait until tomorrow for the next one.
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