I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY!
This is a story written by Voltage and was on the Lovestruck app that was shut down due to lack of funding.
I am simply writing the stories from the app out as I prefer to read them this way and nobody has yet to do so.
I have typed this out word for word from the app except for a few bits to help identify people sense there are no pictures to see who is talking.
If you have any suggestions on how to make this flow better, please let me know!

Love & Legends - Saerys Route

Season 1: Chapter 10

"FUCK!"

"What-?!"

I flail away as Lennox swings a dagger into the tent.

Saerys rolls, lashing out with a hand that catches Lennox hard on the wrist and stops the blade.

"You!"

"So like your kin, aren't you."

He swings another blade, forcing Saerys back.

"Not one of you understands what it is to submit to greatness."

As I scramble away, his gaze flickers to me, his smile cold as ice.

"Do not go far, milady. Do not go far at all."

"Saerys, please punch his head off!"

I clamber out of the tent just as Lennox lunges at me, but my foot catches on the tent and I fall hard.

"MC!"

There's a rush of air as Saerys charges, lightning-quick blows missing Lennox by a hair's breath.

While he's distracted, I get to my feet again and run for the trees.

(Wait...are those hoof beats?)

(That could be really good news...or really really bad news.)

(Someone's coming! I have to warn Saerys!)

"Saerys, someone else is coming! It could be backup!"

He whips his head toward the trees, and while he's distracted Lennox leaps back, closing in on me.

Just then, horse and rider burst through the tree-line with a whinny and a shout.

"Found you!"

August leaps off of Wyndsor Royale with a shout, his sword already drawn and swinging down hard.

"Damn-!"

Together, August and Saerys drive Lennox back.

Wyndsor Royale, meanwhile, trots over and stands protectively between me and Lennox.

"Kick his ass, Saerys, I've got Wyndsor!"

I rush over to what's left of the tent and grab our clothes while Lennox is occupied by Saerys and August's onslaught.

They fight together in seamless tandem.

Saerys uses his speed to dance between August and Lennox, and August's heavy armor turns aside every blow.

(With these two fighting side by side, Lennox doesn't stand a chance.)

August noDs to Saerys, and then things happen very quickly.

"What are you planning-?!"

Before he can finish, August ducks low and charges him.

"Now!"

He kicks out with a leg, sweeping Lennox clean off his feet.

"Got him!"

Saerys grabs Lennox by the ankles as he goes down, and with one powerful twist of his body he spins the general around and hurls him out into the middle of the river.

"YES! Eat shit Lennox!"

August and Saerys rush over, August swinging himself into Wyndsor Royale's saddle.

"As much as I wish that were enough to stop him, it will not slow him down for long."

"We need to go."

"And we need to go quickly. You will have to ride with me, MC."

I hand Saerys his clothes before August holds out a gauntleted hand and helps me up into the saddle.

(It's a little weird being up here with August.)

(I guess I've just gotten used to how warm Saerys is.)

Saerys looks back at his ruined tent and camping gear, eyes lit with regret.

"..."

"Wyndsor Royale can handle the trees, we need only head for the road."

Saerys shakes his head, clearing away the thoughts.

"And from there it will be a clear oath to thee castle. Let us be off."

With that we take off into the forest.

Wyndsor Royale weaves through the trees with surprising grace, and Saerys keeps pace beside us.

"Lord Reiner sent me to bring you back to the castle, but it seems trouble found you before I did."

"Yeah, you could definitely say that."

We break from the trees and onto the road, and once Wyndsor Royale finds his footing we fly.

"Woah-!"

We launch into a gallop, Saerys keeping pace of foot beside us.

"I imagine you two have quite a story to tell!"

"You could say that, yeah!"

(Though...maybe with a few of the juicier details left out.)

The castle courtyard is nearly empty when we rush though the broken gate.

After the state we left it in the quiet is eerie.

"The others will be waiting in Lord Reiner's study. Come along."

We find Reiner and the others ringing the fireplace, looking tense and weary.

"There is nothing for it. We can only pray that August is able to find-!"

"Saerys!" yells Altea.

"MC!" shouts Iseul.

"Oh, thank the gods!" sighs Reiner.

"It was good you sent me after them when you did, milord. I was not the first to find them."

"Lennox. When he was not found among the townspeople, I suspected he may have run off to prowl for you two."

Altea waves at us and pats a pair of cushions she'd laid out beside her.

Once we're seated, Saerys nods.

"He attacked uS in the night. He spoke of killing me, but...when we fought, he seemed far more concerned with capturing MC."

"There are a few people I can say I would rather be killed than captured by, but Lennox...he unnerves me. There is something twisted and fearsome in his heart."

"Assuming he has one, of course. I could find out, if someone holds him down." grins Altea.

Looking the group over I notice things that I'd missed.

Altea has a dark bruise on her cheek, Reiner's Armour is scuffed, and Iseul's clothes are torn here and there.

"How did things go for you all, after we left?"

"I mean...it can't have been easy."

Saerys ducks his head, looks away from the others and into the flames.

(He's still blaming himself. I just wish he could see this isn't his fault!)

"It was not. We were able to calm down the townspeople and end the riot peacefully, but...well, you already saw the gate, and none of use made it out without a few scrapes and bruises."

"Lennox did not stay with the group, and his lies could only ring in their ears for so long."

"Milord, we learned something you should know. I only wish that it were better news."

(Right! We have to tell them about the invasion!)

(It's probably for the best if Saerys explains. I don't know if I understand everything that's going on yet.)

"We came upon a pair of soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Witch Queen's army."

"I suppose it is too much to hope that they simply dressed in poor taste?"

Saerys shakes his head.

"Would that we were so lucky. The generals plan to attack, and they plan to capture the castle."

The room falls silent at that save for the crackling fire.

"I suppose...on some level I knew this was coming. They could never be content." speaks Reiner.

"People like them are hungry are they are dead. They know no peace."

"And what they hold within, they inflict on the world." adds August.

"We are at your service, Lord Reiner." Says Saerys.

Reiner nods.

"Then I must ask something of you all that I had hoped to leave behind."

"Prepare yourselves for battle."

Being back in Saerys' pretty-bare room is blissful after a couple days in the sticks.

As soon as the door closes behind us, I take a flying leap face-first onto the bed.

"Enjoying being back in your natural habitat, are you?"

"Mn mm mmh mrhfrhm."

"Whatever you just said, I am sure the sheets thought it was very clever."

I roll over to my side.

"I said, I'm in my element."

He sits beside me and tucks a wayward strand of hair behind my ear.

"So it would seem."

"I would have to say, I feel much the same."

I sit up, cross-legged beside him.

"Really? I figured you'd be itching to get back on the road."

"I expected to as well, but...I am glad to be back with the others, glade to back at the castle."

"It's starting to feel like home, huh?"

"Either it is or they are."

"Or both!"

"Or both, yes. Whichever it is, I am glad."

His hand falls to my back, rubbing slow circles between my shoulder blades.

"And...I am grateful to you, MC. I do not think I would have realized that without you."

"Left to my devices I can be rather, ah..."

"The emotional equivalent of an old guy sitting on a cave on top of a mountain?"

"I would not have phrased it quite like that."

I let myself lean over, resting against his shoulder.

"You know, some people might wonder if the rugged outdoorsman is going soft, talking like that."

"Oh really? And are you among them?"

"No. I know you're going soft."

Saerys laughs and I turn my head just enough to kiss his shoulder.

Something in the touch of lips to skin lights a spark, and before I know it our hands are wandering.

"Home sweet home, right?"

"With you around, I think it can be very sweet indeed."

He's such a dork, I can't help laughing into a kiss.

I guide him down onto the bed as we kiss and touch, until I'm straddling him.

"For starters, why don't we get this out of the way?"

I slide a hand the hem of his shirt, easing it up and letting my fingers glide over each ridge of muscle-

-And then my hands get tangled in the folds of fabric and I lose my balance.

"Whoa-!"

"Oof."

We lie flat against one another for a moment before we both burst out laughing.

"We are-"

"-So tired!"

I roll over and curl against his side.

"I got like an hour of sleep before that shit Lennox ruined it. I hate him so much!"

"I woke up to you screaming a word I do not know, and then I had to fight a general."

"Sleeping sounds really sexy right now."

"You say the most baffling things sometimes, and I agree completely."

"Saloth quaval, Saerys."

"Saloth quaval, MC."

TO BE CONTINUED...

Authors Note:
I plan to try and add a chapter once a week but I hold no promises.
I also plan to do all the routes for Love & Legends as well as the other stories that were on the app.
If you would like to watch the scenes that this story is typed from simply search the story name in YouTube and you are sure to find it.
If anybody has any questions please do not be afraid to ask.
Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy the story as much as I did!
Again I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY!