Hellooo So I had the idea to do this with Stiles and Lydia since I've been having Stydia feels lately. It's not going to be a twenty chapter-ed thing. It might just have three chapters, total. Or four... I don't know yet. Anyway, enjoy!

-Teal


"So, what you're saying is, you rode for three days to get here, to this hidden castle surrounded by a forest that tried to kill you, and you fought your way through until you came across a dragon, who was also my step-mother, and you killed her, and then you came in here and kissed me, because I've been unconscious for the past couple months, and now I'm supposed to go marry you..."

Stiles, still kneeling before the princess, took another few deep breaths to try and calm his nerves. "If you wanna strip me of all the epic drama I just went through and make it sound pathetic, yeah, that uh," he swallowed in between breaths, "pretty much sums it up."

The princess sitting on the edge of the bed before him stared with unamused eyes. "Mhmm. And why was I asleep to begin with?"

Stiles stood up to stretch his legs. "It's rumored that your step-mother wanted you dead."

"Then why didn't she just kill me? That would have made more sense."

Stiles frowned. What was happening? "I don't know; why don't you ask her?"

"Oh, you didn't think of a logical answer for that one, did you, tough guy?"

Wait, was she... was she interrogating him? "Hang on, do you think I set this whole thing up?"

"And also," she frowned, scratching her forehead with her pinkey finger, "you seriously expect me to believe that you killed a full fledged dragon to get here? There's a few flaws in your plan."

His arms flew out to the sides. "I did kill a full fledged dragon!"

"Without getting burned to death?"

"Its body is laying outside - just go look!"

She looked towards the door, and frowned. "And how did you manage to get me into this room without me waking up?"

"Okay, one: I didn't move you here. Your father's men did. And two: you were under an eternal sleeping curse!"

"So then how did you wake me up?"

"With a kiss."

"So you kissed an unconscious, helpless girl. I could have you arrested for that."

Stiles's head dropped back, as did his body as he collapsed in an exhausted heap onto his knees. "I am so not in the right mood for this."

"Should have written me a script, then."

You've got to be kidding me. Stiles pulled off his armor gloves and tossed them away, then started pulling at the chest plate chained around him. "Okay, Princess, how about you go explore the castle, scope out the area, check out the dead dragon, look out at the horrific landscape around this place, try to pay respects to the other dead solders lying around, be careful not to touch any metal since a dragon just went through here chasing me with fire, and come back to me when you're convinced that I didn't set anything up."

"Or you could just take me back to my father's castle and then I can have you thrown into a cell."

Stiles rolled over onto his back, staring at the ceiling. Every muscle in his body melted immediately into the ground. Even his mind started to relax.

"What, so you're just going to give up since your plan didn't go as planned?"

A long sigh escaped his lips. "I didn't plan this, Princess."

"I don't believe that."

"Of course you don't. It's not like there's a scary ass castle around you and you're in strange clothes and the smell of burning flesh isn't wafting in through the window."

"I have to ask, though, what did you plan to happen after I woke up? Did you expect me not to throw you in jail?"

"You were promised to whoever could wake you up."

"Promised?"

He rolled his head on the ground until he was looking up at her, where she still sat on her white bed. Her ruby red hair fell over her shoulder in billows, and her skin looked so smooth against her pale pink dress. For a moment, he felt the rush of excitement he'd felt when he first saw her sleeping. Of course, that was before she opened her mouth... "As in marriage," he clarified with arched eyebrows.

"My father would never have approved of that."

"He only approved of it because only true love's kiss could wake you up."

She laughed. Full out laughed. "So you're my true love, then?"

Stiles tried not to let his eyes narrow at her. "Yes."

She continued to laugh, not even slightly trying to stop. "Did my god-mothers put you up to this?"

He couldn't stop his eyes now. They were beasts of his temper, through and through. "No."

"My god-mother, then? She's always telling me I'll end up with a joke."

Stiles stood suddenly, and her laughter came to a stop when he turned on her. "Okay, up, off the bed."

She did so, staring at him cautiously the entire time. "Why? What are you going to do?"

Stiles threw off a shoulder piece as he shimmied between her small frame and the bed. He pushed himself up onto the mattress and leaned forward so she was sure to see his tired eyes. "I'm going to take a nap. Wake me when you're done laughing."

The princess watched him lay down, and his eyes closed immediately. "Am I to wake you with a kiss, sir?"

"Not unless it's your version of an apology."

She scoffed and Stiles listened to her footsteps move away from the bed towards the door.

Ten step later, she was turning the rusty handle, then pulling open the wooden door. The faint smell of burning rat from before flooded the small suite, and seconds later, the door was being slammed shut again. He couldn't tell if she'd slammed the door behind her, or if she'd pulled back into the room at the sight of the green dragon laying just feet away from the door, so he opened one eye to look down at the wall.

The stood with her hand firmly placed on the wood, keeping it shut with all her might. So she'd seen the dragon, then.

"There's a dead dragon outside the door," she informed him.

"Oh my God, really?"

She spun around, hair and dress spinning in her wake. "Is this really real?"

"I didn't cut my face open just for a prank, Princess."

"Where are we?"

"A three day ride west of your father's kingdom."

"Why are we here?"

"Because your step-mother put you to sleep and for the past couple."

"Why are you here?"

"Because all the rage lately has been which man will wake up the princess with true love's kiss."

"And you thought you could?"

He shrugged. "Didn't see why not. I wasn't having any luck with any other the other maidens in my kingdom. And I'd heard you were incredibly beautiful, so no harm in trying."

She was silent for a moment, and he was tempted to peek at her again. "And am I? Incredibly beautiful?"

He shrugged again, slower this time. "You're not anything like the dragon I just slaughtered, so..."

"Beautiful enough to marry?"

He felt his lips pull up in a smirk. "I suppose." He lifted his head to look at her again. "You're mouth is a little big, though."

For the first time in their meeting (besides when she laughed at him), she smiled. Her red lips parted and her eyes filled with laughter. Her entire presence glowed. It was like an inner angel had just come forward inside of her.

He sat up, unable to turn his eyes away. God, she was magnificent. Yeah, he would have no problem marrying her. None at all.


Yeah so short and dumb, but it made me happy, so X) I'll get the next part up soon. It'll be up on my tumblr before it's up here, though.

Okay... so... yeah. Thanks for reading! I'll be back soon. X)