Title/theme: KNIGHT
Genre: Angst/Remembrance
Approx time line: between GS and GSD
Summary: But her childish mind wanted to believe that
her life could be perfect like those in the books. After all, like in
those stories, she fell in love with her knight.
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Murrue didn't know that knights existed. Sure she had read about them in books when she was a child, but she'd always passed them off as fairytales, as likely to exist as dragons.
Yet when she though about his actions that day, she was reminded of a knight in shining armour. Yes, a knight, that's what he was.
But whenever she tried to visualize him as a knight as seen in those pictures in her storybooks, she couldn't help but chuckle a bit. Knights were courteous, mature, brave, noble, and polite. While Mwu La Fllaga was indeed brave, he was blunt, loud, immature, and sometimes downright rude. And when she told him that, he had laughed and agreed with her, saying that he wouldn't be caught dead in one of those bulky armours. And then he had teased her by saying that she wasn't exactly the picture of a damsel in distress either, and chuckled at the thought of her being stuck in an overly frilly dress crying for help.
So he wasn't the perfect image of a knight, but he was her knight. She felt so safe with him fighting out there to protect the ship—protect her, as the selfish side of her reasoned. He came back for her, to bail her out of trouble, and ultimately came valiantly to her rescue, saving her life with his own.
Murrue knew that life wasn't a fairytale, especially in a war. But her childish mind wanted to believe that her life could be perfect like those in the books. After all, like in those stories, she fell in love with her knight.
But if this is a fairytale, where's my happily ever after?