This is my second fic so please be……nice if you know what I mean, which you probably don't

This is my second fic so please be……nice if you know what I mean, which you probably don't.

Declaimer: Unfortunately I do not own South of Nowhere (If I did I'd let have at least 2 more seasons).

Other nonsense- By the way Ashley is pretty tall in this story so if you have anything against a tall Ashley well………….you suck.

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Ashley stood in the throne room against one of the many marble pillars that littered the gigantic palace. She watched the

faces of her fathers many court advisors and other titles she really didn't care for. She ran her tongue against her teeth

broadly. One thing she hated about being royal was politics. It was boring, boring, and what was that word again? O yeah,

boring. "Our dear Princess Ashley has reached the age of marriage. All royalty are to be married as soon as the reach 21-

years-old. Our father and fathers, father, and even there fathers……" "Get to the point Fouler." The king said his patients

wearing thin. Fouler cleared his throat. "Because of her majesty's……….preferences and her fairness, all beautiful woman of

the lands north, south, east, and west are to meet here and then to be chosen." Ashley sent the advisors a cold glare. 'I

don't have time to play princess and marry some complete stranger. And why the hell are they bringing this up now. I turned

21 like 5 months ago.' Christine, Ashley's mother sent Ashley a worried look. Ashley pushed herself off the pillar. She stood

her full height of 5'7. The court was silent. They knew not to interrupt the deadly princess if they valued there lives. One

advisor had thought himself to be above the princess and told her to shut-up. Ashley didn't talk it to well and without a

second thought threw the dagger she had been playing with straight into his head. "You all are worried about some petty

marriage when your princess is in need of new guards. There will be a marriage if I'm dead." She said coolly. A murmur went

through the court. Ashley fixed them with another glare which meant they were to shut-up. "Last time I made you all choose

5 of your best warriors. All were men and they proved…….un-efficient to my needs as a woman and warrior." A smirk found its

way on the King and Queens face. The court started to murmur once more. Ashley smirked. This almost never happened,

unless someone was about to die that is. An audible gulp went through the court.

"So I will be choosing my private guards. Warriors of course, easy to look at, and most of all……women." The court gasped.

King Raiffe was on the edge of his throne now staring at his eldest daughter like she was crazy. Ashley's face hardened. She

drew her sword. "Let me give you a demonstration and then maybe you'll understand. Guard!" Two buff men in armor

stepped forward. In between them was a handsome green-eyed man staring at Ashley with confusion. The guards pushed

him forward throwing him his sword. "You all know Aiden. He is one of the most dangerous mercenaries in the land. He's

made many attempts on my life and failed. I haven't killed him because he…..amuses me. I am giving him that chance now."

The court watched in horror as Ashley stripped herself (you pervs) of all her weapons laying them down on the floor. Aiden

drew his own sword with a smirk. "Dear Ashley, you do know this is suicide?" He licked his lips hungrily. Ashley rolled her

eyes. She gave Aiden a seductive smile. "Then let me die dear Aiden." She began to move forward towards the mercenary

her steps almost like a dancer's. A shiver ran down Aiden's spine. Ashley licked her lips and placed a perfectly manicured hand

to her lips. Aiden hands shook as he stared into the almost golden eyes of the warrior. She smiled with the effect she was

having on him. She finally reached the warrior and he found he could not move. Ashley ran her hands down his sword to his

sweating hands. His entire body heated up and his cheeks flushed. She ran her hands up and down Aiden muscular chest

slowly and sensually. Still no words were exchanged. Aiden looked down at her lush lips. He couldn't resist now. Ashley

hands went back his. She leaned in. Every male except for the King and a few servants watched wishing they were Aiden

right now. He closed his eyes and puckered his lips. "Aiden?" Ashley said in a honey coated voice. "Yes Ashley." Her breath

was on his face. He felt cold metal at his throat. "You're dead." He opened his eyes to see that Ashley had the tip of his

sword at his throat. He gulped. "I believe I've proven my point." The sword was still at his throat. Raiffe clapped laughing

heartily. "That you have dear Ashley. But, what if these women would have to face other women." "That's why they need to

be powerful dear daddy. There are very few women such as myself who can seduce other women." Raiffe smile at his wife.

Kyla watched her sister in amusement. "Swear allegiance to my father Aiden or die by your father's sword." She added

pressure to his throat. Aiden did just that without a second thought. Ashley stepped back and threw the sword back to

Aiden. He fumbled with it for a moment causing Ashley to roll her eyes once more. "Idiot." She growled. "So what is your

verdict?" Ashley picked up her weapons. She sheathed her sword at her side. He received nods from his drooling advisors.

"You may Ashley but, on one condition." The princess raised an eyebrow. Raiffe clapped his hands two servants with brown

sacks stepped forward. One of the servants handed him a red envelope. "You are to deliver all 100 or so of these invitations

too who you would believe to be a potential wife. Once it is given it cannot be taken back Ashley so choose wisely. " Ashley

growled. Raiffe feigned innocence. "It's all or nothing sis." Kyla sent Ashley a wink. And that's when an idea hit Ashley. "Only

if I get to bring Kyla and Aiden with me." Aiden's jaw dropped and the court started to murmur again. "Don't you people ever

shut-up?" Raiffe was pissed off now. "May I ask why?" Christine placed a hand on Raiffe's own. Ashley nodded her head.

"Aiden is a good fighter and would be able to help me chose my guards. Kyla might as well be the goddess of love herself.

She could help me choose someone." Christine smiled at her daughter's cleverness. Raiffe smile in satisfaction. "Excellent

choice Ashley. You'll leave tomorrow at dawn." Ashley bowed kicking Aiden in the chin making him bow too. "Meeting

Adjourned."

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--That's all folks. I'll update as soon as I get the first post…….whenever that is. SAVE SPASHLEY!!