Bound To Her
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Summery: AU… "Princess, I swore to protect you!" I scream at the blonde resisting my push towards the forest out of the clearing as seven men rode hard towards us from the opposite end of the large clearing.
Author's Note: So I wrote another story without finishing the other ones. Truth is that I can't think in lines of either of them anymore but I do have most of another chapter for Summer Break written so hopefully I can force myself to finish that chapter and post it for you lovely fans. I had this idea in my head since the first episode. I guess technically been writing this story for almost 2 years.
A/N2 : This story is based in medieval times in Scotland.
Chapter 1
"Princess, I swore to protect you!" I scream at the blonde resisting my push towards the forest out of the clearing as seven men rode hard towards us from the opposite end of the large clearing. I plead with her pushing roughly to run to the castle that was a little more than 300 yards away from where we stand. I thought we were safe being here. I am so stupid. She finally understands the danger we are in as she gives into my pleas and runs into the dense foliage to bring me help. I turn back to the group pulling my rapier from the sheath on my right hip. The rider on the far right pulled a crossbow and aimed it right at me, the only thing keeping them from their prize. He fires. I parry his attack with ease as they reached me.
1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 falls effortless however the last two knew what they were doing with their weapons. The bulky man on my right was wielding two double bladed axes always trying to get around me towards the castle. The other was more boy than man attacking with a short sword. I barely keep my eye on him since he hasn't done much beyond short burst attacks when the axe man faints around me. I hear movement in the woods coming from the woods where my father and his men should be approaching from the castle to help me. I'm starting to tire from the quick attacks and parries I'm throwing to keep them in front of me.
"There she is!" The boy yelled causing axe man to run past me as I turned to see what they were yelling about. Holy shit. She came back with no allies. Axe man was almost on top of her so I threw my sword knowing it will kill him before he reaches her. She's screaming as I turn to find the boy. He must've reached a horse with a crossbow since he's aiming it at me. Thankfully I had pulled my dagger from its place on my forearm when I turned. I still hear movement in the woods hopefully however this ends they get here before the boy dies. I position myself between him and the princess just before he fires. The bolt hits me in the chest as I throw my dagger into his; hopefully buying time for the cavalry to come. I sink to the ground losing all my strength, the bright world around me ebbing into a sea of dark shadows.
It plays back in my head; that story my mother told me to fall asleep. Her face is hidden behind the words but the story is the greatness she left me. I can't focus on the words but I know I'll be okay with my mother.
My charges screams banish my mother's love. The last thing before my senses vanish was my father's strong hands and his gently gruff voice. "Everything will be okay".
That was three years ago when I saved my liege's only child. I am now a knight in the king's court and a member of the King's high guard. I am Ashley Davies, only child of Raife Davies and Christine Dennison. My father is the captain of the King's high guard and the King's greatest confidant. My mother died when I was three, she was a member of the Queen's ladies in waiting. Meaning she was of royal blood. I don't remember much of my mother except a story she told me every night to put me to sleep. I was born a year after their hand fastening that lead to their marriage 19 years ago. My cousin Aiden Dennison, my mother's sister's son, lives with us on the small farm that the King gave Father as a wedding present. My aunt died three days before my mother from a broken heart. My uncle was killed protecting the king the day after Aiden and I were born. His last act before his mortal wound took him was holding his son. Ever since then it's just been us. With our Mothers dead, Father trained us to follow in his footsteps. Even with me being a girl, he considered it necessary to protect myself. I took to it like fish to water. Aiden didn't, it just took him longer to catch on to the difficult parts of the training. But once he did pick it up he was usually as great as I. Father knew that there would be great things to come to us because of the magnitude of our skills.
At 14 the King took notice of me. He loved the idea that I was so great at such a young age. His daughter, Spencer was less than 3 months younger than I and already there were more threats against her than any other child in the royal family combined. He offered me an immense honor of protecting her since I was a girl it would make her protection complete. That was what directed me to the clearing 3 years ago at 16. We were ambushed 300 yards from the castle walls. She came back ahead of Father and Aiden right behind her. Father saw me shot, he was terrified that I was going to die in the line of duty. It was three days before they knew I would live. Spencer and Aiden never left my side. Father and the King interrogated the boy since he was the only one that lived. I was knighted not long after that and Spencer was sent to Spain to visit with her mother's family.