OK, SO IN THE ORIGINAL SCORE MERIDA WAS SUPPOSED TO CHOOSE YOUNG MACGUFFIN OUT OF THE SUITORS; I LIKED THIS IDEA, SO I DECIDED TO GET THESE TWO TOGETHER. HOPE YOU ENJOY!
A Love that Will Soon Be-by PS
Young MacGuffin bit his lip as he stared out the window of his home.
The stone walls of his room were familiar, yet cold as he leaned against them, his forehead nearly resting on the chilled glass of the window that protected him from the rain yet altered his vision of the green world outside.
His thoughts were a million miles away despite his love for his home; his thoughts were directed toward the beautiful highland princess, Merida. He thought of the way her fiery red curls had blown in the wind when she had won the tournament that assured her fate of marriage. True, she didn't have to marry any of the eldest clan son's, but she was still with the blonde, in his mind.
He recalled the way her light blue eyes had sparked with defiance towards her mother, then poured tears later when she wept over the large black bear that was supposedly the regal Queen. Such passion, his father had said later, was a strange thing in such a high-bred lady; but was something to look forward to, like a bear protecting her cubs.
The cub comment had caused Young MacGuffin to think of Merida, a little older perhaps, her stomach rounded under a green dress, his children there in her belly. His children. He imagined what it would be like to marry such a creature like the princess; someone who would fight him rather than lay passively aside.
The Young Lord thought of his mother and father, the way he remembered them; much before the cold winter that took her away from them. She and Lord MacGuffin were always disagreeing, but, when they thought no one was watching, the two would cuddle and share loving words with one another. Young MacGuffin cherished those memories, those old thoughts of his mother as she sat by the fire, watching her young children play and fight with each other, sewing quietly and clucking to them when their play-fighting got to rough. Her brown eyes he still remembered, shining at him through dark golden plaits that ran over her plain brown dress.
He could easily imagine Merida filling that hole left in his heart by his mother's death, could imagine her being the one that sat by the fire, watching their children play and chuckling to them softly when they did something funny.
The young man was suddenly jarred from his thoughts when there was a knock at the door; his father barging into his room. "Young MacGuffin, there's been news! The Princess has sent a letter, she wants to see you; she's chosen a suitor at last!"
The young lord sucked in a breath, a smile appearing onto his face.
Merida, were all that his thoughts repeated…
I MADE UP THE PART ABOUT THE YOUNG'S MOM, THAT'S JUST WHAT I IMAGINE HAPPENING WITH HER, THE IDEA'S BASED OFF OF SOME FAN ART I SAW SOMEWHERE MOST LIKELY. ANYWAY, I THOUGHT HE WAS THE SWEETEST OF THE SUITORS, AND WAS PROBABLY MY FAVORITE (ESPECIALLY HIS INSANELY LOVELY ACCENT AND SPLURGES OF SPEECH!) HOPE YOU LIKED IT, PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK (DESPITE HOW SHORT IT IS)!