Hello :) this is my first attempt at a Rune Factory 4 angst/romance/lemon/lime kind of story! I have decided it will be a bit of Frey x Doug/Frey x Vishnal as the events fold out! I have read a few stories and the fave ships seem to be Frey X Dylas and Frey x Leon... I don't mind the first ship, but I find Leon to be a bit of an *cough cough asshole cough* so you probably won't see any ships with him from me!
Anyway, this is the first chapter, just setting the scene.
Enjoy! ~~
It was times like this that Frey felt the most alone. She had been out adventuring, caught up in the midst of danger with him, he who always used to show such concerns for her safety and was reluctant to even leave her side. Frey balled up her fists and looked emptily at her wardrobe. She was stronger than this, why was she being ridiculous with her emotions? And yet…
How could he just… leave? Was... was he really that bored? I know that I can handle myself better than anyone in Selphia… but the usual concern for my safety… It made me feel like you cared.
The suggestion to go adventuring had been his idea in the first place… but Frey recounted that he told her she was welcome to 'tag along' when she asked if he wanted her company.
Idiot! That was my first clue… of course he never wanted me to come in the first place. I knew that deep down… But expressing that to him would only make him angry, and you would feel guilty for doubting him.
Frey sighed. It could be difficult being with him, but sometimes he just left her so… lonely. She still felt a ray of love every time she looked at him, of course, but it scared her that after those moments he would usually say something insensitive or give her that annoyed gaze. She remembered when he would bring her gifts, give her little compliments and struggle to keep his hands off her… when he deeply cared about pleasing her… She turned her gaze to the muddy footprints she had just tracked in, feeling uneasy at his relief when she said she was returning home. Her thoughts clashed between acknowledging he may have just needed some alone time, and the nagging prospect that she was some kind of burden to him.
He left me out there to walk home alone… He used to always offer to take me back, ask me if I had a good time… It was getting dark, it wasn't the safest area past Selphia! What kind of boyfriend happily would let me go without a worry in the world…
A solitary tear slid out of her eye and she felt instantly pathetic and selfish. She was worth more than this, he is an idiot for happily letting her out of his sight! She could have her pick of anyone out of this town! She saved the entire world basically. But it had been hours since he set out, and none of the other townspeople had seen hide or hair of him…
Tch… he is the burden. He can barely handle his sword… I could have cleared the way for him had I not been down with this cold…
She stretched out her body, and was about to let her mind wander back to her confused anger at her 'lover' when there was a sharp rap at the door.
"Princess? I am coming in; I do hope you're decent!"
Frey smiled at the soothing tones of Vishnal's distraction from her rumination.
"Yes!"
The door slid open, and it was easy to smile when the blue haired man entered carrying a tray of orange juice, curry rice and fresh strawberries. Frey looked at the sight inquisitively.
D-did Vishnal prepare this? I-it actually looks… edible…
Vishnal closed his eyes and put a hand behind his head, looking slightly awkward standing in the chamber of the Princess, as she sat on her bed wearing a light cotton gown and a look of disbelief.
"I heard you were unwell! I-I was afraid this would be out of terms… b-but it is my duty to look after my Princess when she is sick!"
His eyes sparked on fire as a determined look crossed his face, and Frey noticed his grip on the tray was shaking slightly.
"D-did you just say… 'my' Princess?"
The confusion played on Frey's face once again as she blurted out the sentence, finding a strange swelling feeling in her stomach as a light blush dusted both their cheeks.
"I-I meant no offence… I… oh dear… P-Please, I didn't mean anything… I didn't really e-even say that… haha right?" Vishnal stuttered, wishing he could disappear into the cobalt tiles of the Princess' floor.
"It's ok," Frey grinned sweetly, "you are so kind to bring this for me Vishnal!"
She felt a lump at her throat, insanely grateful for his kindness in the absence of Doug. He should have been the one doing this, she cursed. Looking after me when I was sick, bringing me food… coming back to me when it got dark outside…
"Princess!" Vishnal exclaimed, blushing in delight at the compliment.
Unfortunately, the young apprentice butler was too keen on bringing the tray to her, and, caught up in his dizzy happiness, tripped up the azure rug which covered the few steps to where Frey sat.
Frey could see the whole scene unfold, and was quick on her feet despite the pounding in her head from her illness, and rushed toward the stumbling butler.
"V-VISHNAL!"
*BANG!*
