A/N: I came up with this story when I was watching Tristan and Isold, if you haven't watched it , it's a shamed. It's kind of like Romeo and Juliet, but in thise story the girl doesn't die. I really enjoyed writting this first chapter, the inspiration just kept coming. So I am currently writting two BaltorxBloom storrie but what the hekc. And if you haven't read my other stories, there called Sleeping with the enemy and Two dragons. Please review.


Balor + Bloom

Chapter 1

by waterbendergirl

Everything happened for a reason, everyone believed that , even Bloom. That's why it wasn't a surprise to Bloom when her father announced she was to be betrothed. It was the duty of a noble woman to marry someone who her father found suitable. Only Bloom didn't thought that the day would be so soon.

Bloom sighed as another plate of the food was being placed before her. Her father had thrown her a party for her 15th birthday, she wasn't all anxious about her birthday, because from this day fore ward she had only one year left of her freedom.

When she would turn 16 she would be old enough to be betrothed, to marry a man she barely knew, a man who could possibly be twice her age. But it was the duty of every noble woman, so if it meant she had to give up her life , she would do it, in order to maintain the peace in her kingdom. It had taken her father a long time to unit each and every tribe of the kingdom.

"My lady , aren't you hungry?" Bloom was pulled out of her thought by a young servant. When she looked up she met his gaze. It was like the world stopped spinning as she looked into the most beautiful golden eyes she had ever seen.

Amazed by his appearance she decided to study him further. He had beautiful long hair , pulled back into a pony tail. He was clothed in a blouse and trousers, the top knots of his blouse were cut off, so she could clearly see his muscular chest. Bloom almost slapped herself for being curious after what was more hidden under his clothes. He seemed older than Bloom, perhaps 20, 22 tops.

She was some kind disappointed when the servant grabbed her plait and left for the kitchen. Curious of who this new one was, she leaned to her left to ask her brother.

"Brandon, brother deer, do you know who that man was?" A young man, with chestnut brown hair and the same colors of eyes looked up from his plate and looked at his sister with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Witch do you mean?"

"The one with the pony tail."

"Ow, I presume that's the one our father's army brought in after concerning a new tribe, if I'm not mistaking I think they called him Baltor. He lost his parent's in battle, and was left alone, so father offered him a kitchen job. Seeing he had nowhere else to go, he gradually accepted."

Bloom was about to ask more but decided not to when Brandon turned his attention again on his betrothed, Stella of Sollaria. Their marriage would be a great gain to the alliance.

"I think I'll get some air" she said to no one in particular. She hasted out of her chair and run outside, it was getting a little to warm for her and the fact that she was wearing a dress, made of uncountable layers of cotton didn't made the heat any less.

She snuck behind the guards. If they had spotted her they would ussure her to go back inside and that was one thing Bloom wanted to avoid.

She ran to the pound her father had build on her special request. She needed a place she could come to rest and think and that was exactly what the pound was to her. An oasis of peace.

She looked into the water, to see her own reflection. She resembled her mother so much, the same flaming red hair that reached the ground (her father had asked her so many times to cut it because of the burdon it always was for the maids to put it into a bun or just a simple pony tail, but she, stubborn as she was, had always denied his request) and her sparkling blue eyes, that sucked you in when you looked at them for more than just a second.

Slowly she placed her wrist under water, hoping that it would cool her down, but it didn't seemed to work. She carefully laid down on her stomach, so her face was just inches away from the cool and refreshing water. She closed the space between it so soon her head was completely surrounded by the water. Trying to let the cool water surround her more she pushed her body further and further.

Unfortunatly she hadn't thought about the rules of gravity so as soon her upper body was in the cold water her legs followed, because the huge weight of her dress made her tumble over. She sank to the bottom, she tried to swim to surface but she was only being pulled down by the dress , she never expected the pound to be so deep.

Bloom desperately tried to call out for breath but the only thing that came out were a few bubbles. Water was filling her lungs and she felt dizziness. The water was stinging in her eyes, she accepted her faith, and closed her eyes as a world of blackness overcame her.

She didn't feel the arms who were being wrapped around her waist or the hand that removed her dress so she could float to the surface , she didn't feel those strong arms pulling her out of the water, on to the shore. The only thing she felt was a mouth covering her own, desperately trying to fill her lungs again with oxygen.

Bloom shot forward, breathing heavy, she grabbed her throat , rubbing it so the soreness would go away.

"Shh, calm, small breathes." She heard a voice say next to her. When she looked up she met doze amazing golden eyes again for the second time that night. She gave him a questioning look : "You?".

"Are you okay? I saw you fall and when you didn't surface I dove in after you, did you get hurt."

"No, at least I don't think so, although I feel a little light headed."

He carefully searched her head for any injuries but just shook his head " there don't appear to be any injuries so the dizziness probably is because of the short amount of oxygen that went to your brains when you were under water. It should wear of after a good night rest."

Bloom felt butterflies forming in the pit of her stomach, he wasn't only gorgeous but apparently also smart. "Who are you? I mean I never saw you here before?" Bloom was surprised of her own boldness.

"I am the new kitchen help, I just enrolled here a few days ago."

"For a kitchen aid you're very smart." Bloom almost cursed herself, again with the boldness. Baltor was taken back by her answer, wasn't a princess meant to never be so bold? He looked at the beautiful princess lying before him, she was young but he could clearly see the body of a woman developing. She had beautiful curves, and those blue eyes pulled him in.

Baltor snapped the thought out of his head and cursed himself of thinking of the princess in such a way.

"Can I get some help out here?" he shouted when he looped one arm around her waist, helping her stand up and using his own body as support. Not soon after a whole hurl of people came storming out of the castle, her brother and father at the head. She had to suppress a smirk as she saw her brother yelling at the guards who had to keep her from going outside.

"Bloom, darling, what happened?" Her father quickly took of his cape and wrapped it around her freezing body, "you must be ice cold." It was only then he noticed Baltor standing behind her.

Seeing Bloom couldn't close her mouth from her shattering teeth, she surely couldn't speak so Baltor answered for her "I was sent out here to get rid of some garbage when I saw the princess falling into the pound, I dove in after her."

"Well, then I am forever in you dept." the king said , shaking hands with the savior of his princess. Baltor simply bowed "it wasn't a duty, every man would have done it when he saw the royal family was in danger."

The king only nodded and helped his daughter in doors, "let's get you to your room and out of this wet clothes." Brandon, finally finished with cursing at the guards ran to them. He hugged her freezing body, Bloom tried to respond to the hug as best as possible, enjoying every bit of warmth his body was transferring to her own. When the hug ended, the cold immediately came back.

"Are you alright?" Again with the questioning, she fell into the pound, was now completely wet and it was 0 degrees outside, how could she possibly be alright.

She bit the inside of her cheeck, restraining the urge to give another bold answer.

Instead she gave him a weak smile, "I had better days."

Her father helped her inside and guided her to her room. She anticipated the reaction Flora would give when she saw her soken wet standing in the door opening. Flora was her min, had been since she was as long as she could remember. She felt like she could tell anything to her, that was probably because of the little age difference. Flora had started working for them when she was only 16, Bloom was then 10 years old.

When they reached her room a hysterical Flora stood in her room, she would have paid money to see that expression again.

Flora nearly screamed the whole castle awake when she saw the freezing princess coming in, supported by her father. "What happened to you, ow sweetie are you alright?" Bloom gave her min a weak smile, and headed for the bathroom. She heard her father and Flora scream at each other, Flora cursing him for why he even had that pound build. When she heard a door fly shut Flora came bursting into the bathroom.

"Are you alright now?" Flora helped her out of those clothes and into her nightgown. After brushing her hair she guided her to bed and tucked her in. Right before she was going away , Bloom grabbed her hand. "Flora, do you believe in love at first sight?"

"I don't know Bloom, it never happened to me, but I think it exists." She simply smiled, "why this sudden question?"

"I think I experienced it."

"O, and might I ask who's the lucky one?"

"His name is Baltor and he is the new kitchen aid."

Flora immediately jumped out of bed, cursing under her breath. "Bloom, you don't know what you are doing, first of all , that man is 21 years old, second he is just a kitchen aid –emphasizing on the just- while you are a princess, and third, word goes around that he is a player. I think it's in your best interest if you stay away from him as far as possible, do you promise?"

"Yeah, yeah I promise" but Flora didn't miss the gleam of determination in her eyes and sat back next to her, carefully whipping the bangs out of her eyes and then gathering her small hands in hers. When Bloom noticed the sincereness in her eyes she responded honestly "I'll do my best Flora, you don't have to be worried."

She shot her another reassuring glare, Flora got of her bed and place a light kiss on her forehead. "Sweet dreams , your majesty"

"Sweet dreams Flora" Bloom turned around and nuzzled her face into her pillow, she certainly knew that her dream would contain a certain red blond with piercing golden eyes.


Hope you liked it

could you people please review?

I know I'm a nag, but it's a very very big deal to me.

Chapter 2 is already written so if I get enought reviews I will post it ( OMG, aren't I mean)

Know, it's actually 1 a clock in the morning so I think I am going to bed

Goodnight.

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