A/N: This one's Jill X Eddie, I actually really like those two together. I hope I did them justice in this chapter!
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Prompt: Embrace
Words: 801
POV: Eddie

She is a princess.

They come first.

I am an idiot.

I had a crush on my charge. My fifteen year old charge, who was one of the two Dragomir's left, and the only reason the Queen could hold her throne.

I was guarding her bedroom 'tonight', watching her stare out the window with wide, blank eyes.

She'd been that way since Rose left about an hour ago, assuring her we'd keep her safe and get her out of court undetected.

Another thirty minutes passed until I finally cracked. "Princess…" I started, she turned her head towards me.

"Princess," she paused, her gaze elsewhere, "You know, I've always wanted to be a princess. And now, here I am, I got my wish. Only to be locked away in my tower by evil half-sister," I'd only ever heard rambling like that in Rose and Adrian's darker moments.

I watched intently as her jade eyes slowly focused on the suite she's been locked in, "Please, just call me Jill," she continued, back to normal, "I'm only a princess when it's convenient for everyone else."

She sounded bitter. I hated that tone in her voice, it sounded unnatural.

I shifted my weight from one leg to the other, not knowing how to continue. I wanted to tell her that what she said wasn't true, but lately it seemed like she was right.

All anyone's cared about since the attack happened, three days ago, was keeping Jill locked away. They hadn't even stopped to consider how a fifteen year old girl would feel; locked away in a suite with only her guards for company.

I smiled at her sympathetically, "Do you want anything?"

Her eyes softened a little, "No, but thank you, Eddie. I think I'm just going to get ready for bed."

I nodded in response, keeping my attention on nothing and everything in the room at the same time.

Jill flitted around the room, grabbing her pajamas, toothbrush, and face wash before shutting herself in the suite's private bathroom.

Jill was lonely, I could see it. I just hoped whatever Lissa decided to do with her was really in her best interest. She'd been ripped away from her best friends, and the only real family she knew. Damn it, she was a princess. She deserved better.

I moved myself in the room so that I was standing in the opposite corner than the one I'd just inhabited. This way I could more clearly see the door, windows, and bathroom without having to move again. Though it was daylight, I couldn't let my guard down in here at all.

I heard the bathroom door creek open and was stunned to see how radiant Jill looked, even while prepared for bed.

She was wearing a pair of flannel shorts that showed off her long, lean legs, and an over-sized sweatshirt from a Moroi summer camp I'd only heard of. It took every ounce of my self-control to not reach out and push her brown curls away from her face.

She looked over at me like she'd seen a ghost when she realized I'd changed my position in the room.

"Sorry, I get a better view this way," I explained, feeling a blush rise in my cheeks when I realized my words could be taken in another way.

She didn't notice. God she was so naïve.

She reached up, shutting the curtains to make the room darker and climbed under her covers.

I watched as she tossed and turned for a while until her breathing finally evened out.

It was only then that I decided I'd take a seat.

I moved the armchair that was by the window into the corner I had just occupied and took a seat, still never letting my guard down.

I had just started to finally relax when Jill sat up and let out a piercing scream.

I was by her side on the bed in seconds just before she began to sob. Before I could even realize what I was doing I had her in a tight embrace, cradling her head to my shoulder as she continued to cry.

"Jill, what happened?" I asked, loosening my arms around her and pulling away so I could see her face.

"I saw him, Eddie."

I instantly knew who she was talking about, her murderer.

"He's gone, Jill. He's gone," I reassured her, "No one will ever get near you like that again. I promise."

She nodded slowly, wiping her tears on the sleeves of her sweatshirt.

I started to get up off her bed when she seemed better, but her hand caught mine before I could move away.

"Please don't leave me."

I sat back down on the edge of her bed and took her hand in mine.

"Never."