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Be Safe, My Love.
Summary: Set in medieval times. Rose is the daughter of the leader of a rebellion against the crown, and Dimitri is a loyal soldier dedicated to guarding the crown. Against all odds, they fall for each other. Will their love be the key to reaching a compromise? Rated T. Rated M chapters will be marked. OOC. All Human. RxD.
Prologue
Rose Mazur crept through the old, poor village wearing a dark cloak that covered her shapely body. With her hood draped over her face to cover her identity, she stepped soundlessly between the tall and thin walkways through the brick made town.
Her target was the small house a couple feet away.
A small orange glow emanated through a thick window, and she was sure he was home. Grunting as her thin shoe rubbed into a cut she received a few days ago, she forced on toward the door.
They had met here only once before, and she was risking a lot to come and see him, but with the chaos back at home, she needed the comfort he brought her.
With a heavy swallow, Rose stopped right beside his door, catching her breath. She had made it into the town without coming across any other villagers, but that didn't mean she was safe just yet.
She waited ten minutes, just to be sure she wasn't followed, and then, when she couldnt wait any longer, she busted through the door.
He wasn't expecting her, that much was obvious.
Dimitri was half-way through dinner - a piece of bread and soup, when Rose barged in. He gasped, reaching for a sword a couple feet away, and then she lifted the hood of her cloak.
He relaxed immediately, and placed the sword back in its place.
"What are you doing here?" He barked, coming toward her, his dinner forgotten.
He grabbed her face in his hands and searched her beautiful eyes before leaning down slowly and pecking her on the mouth.
Like always, she was flustered by the feel of his lips on hers.
"I had to see you."
"Come, Roza, sit." Dimitri said gently, gesturing for her to sit on his bed. She smiled, despite the information she had come to bring, remembering their first time here. She'd spent quite a long time on this bed, she thought, rubbing her hands over the sheets.
Dimitri's small house was surprisingly one of the better homes here. Being such a high ranked soldier, Dimitri was given higher pay than the majority of the people who lived in the neighborhood, but still, it wasn't hardly enough to buy a nicer place.
Dimitri's house consisted of three rooms. This first room, a square box with a table and his bed; the second room, the bathroom; and the third was almost hidden; a safe room, just in case any of the rebels rampaged through the town.
A rebel, like Rose.
Dimitri sat beside Rose, his hand caressing hers. For a soldier, he could be very gentle...at times, Rose thought. She knew he saved this side for her.
Rose had seen Dimitri before in soldier mode, and he was deadly. She didn't expect any less. After all, Rose could be deadly too.
"It's almost time," she said, without specifying what was coming. He knew what she meant. The rebellion, led by her father, was about to take place, and she was afraid that everything would be even crazier than it was now.
"How long?" Dimitri asked, carefully.
A small warning tugged at her conscious. Rose shouldn't have been giving such vital information to a soldier on the opposite side of her father's battle, but it was Dimitri.
They had both promised that they'd warn each other of any attacks that could put each other, or the ones they loved, in danger.
Rose was holding up her side of the deal.
"Tomorrow." She said, heaving out a breath.
There was a big chance that they were both going to die tomorrow.
Looking down at her hand in his, she squeezed his callous fingers and used her other hand to bring his lips down to hers. They made love slowly on his small bed, because it was possible that this would be the last time they would see each other.
When dawn came, Rose crept out of his house almost as silently as she sneaked in. When she reached the door, she looked back at his sleeping figure once and wished to anyone out there, that he would be okay.
"I love you," Rose whispered, opening the door. "Be safe."
A/N: Should I continue? Thoughts?