Disclaimer: I'm tired of this. I don't own anything….
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A few weeks later…
"I still don't get why King Bruce is still here," Lois said. "He's not even helping with the war."
"I think our king likes his company, not that I would know," Kara suggested. "He is the king's friend. Plus, he's only been here for a few weeks."
"I think that having royalty from other kingdoms is a strategy. Think about it- Lex is alone, but King Oliver has the King of Gotham and the Princess of Themiscyra right next to him," Chloe added.
"Yeah," Lois agreed. Kara nodded.
"So… have we made up our mind on a certain farm boy?" Chloe asked interested.
"After all, your father is leaving for the war on the morrow," Kara added.
Lois sighed. "I think I have," she smiled. "Smallville is a great guy, after you overlook some stuff," she smirked.
"Smallville?" Kara managed to get out.
"Yeah," Lois said. "It's what I call him." Chloe and Kara laughed.
"So we get engaged tomorrow?" Clark asked. Lois paled.
"Uh….You weren't supposed to hear that," she said embarrassed.
"Let's give the happy couple alone time," Chloe teased. She and Kara left the dining room. Chloe went to the Daily Star and Kara headed to the castle.
Chloe opened the door to the establishment and walked in. She put her bag under her desk and was about to sit down until she realized someone was in her chair.
"Ms. Sullivan," King Bruce got up so she could sit.
Chloe curtsied. "Your Highness please, I'm not as weak and feeble as you'd like to think," Chloe said amused.
"Of course," Bruce kissed her hand. "Please call me Bruce."
"Only if you call me Chloe," Chloe looked suspiciously at him and then smiled. "What brings you to the Daily Star?"
"I read some of your work," Bruce started. "It's hardcore, it's riveting, it's quite interesting-"
"Flattery will get you nowhere, I hope you understand," Chloe snarked politely.
"True," Bruce agreed. "I was about to say that the Gotham Gazette could use someone with your skills," Bruce smiled. Chloe gasped.
"You-you want me to move to Gotham? I couldn't- I have family here," Chloe stuttered.
"Family? A cousin who's going to get married and an uncle who's going off to war?" Bruce countered.
Chloe sighed. "Wow," she smiled. "Just, can I think about it?"
"Take all the time you need," Bruce said. "I'll be leaving in a month, after the King's 25th birthday celebration," Bruce turned to leave.
"How did you know about Lois and Uncle Sam?" Chloe called out after he left.
"Hmmm…" she thought.
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"Please," Kara begged. "I have to fight!"
"No," Oliver held her hands. "You can't"
Kara wiped her tears and left his throne room. She started sweeping the expansive corridors. It took her nearly five hours. Once she finished, she had to mop them.
"Why do I have this job again?" she mumbled.
"So you can see me," Oliver said from the back. Kara turned around towards him and frowned. She continued mopping.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, which obstructed her ability to mop. "You can fight in the war, Kara."
She looked up at him. "Really?" she smiled.
"I wanted you to be one of the first ones to see this," he handed her a parchment letter. It read-
Oliver,
It is not in my Kingdom's best interest to continue this war. I have one condition if you want my surrender- you can give me a bride. Lady Lana of Lang will do nicely. You may have won this battle, but you will not win the war.
Lex
"He's surrendering?" Kara asked happily.
"Yes," Oliver answered. He kissed her. "The war is over."
"What about Lady Lana?"
"She's on her way to Metropolis right now," Oliver smiled.
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"Your Highness," Lady Dinah smiled crookedly. Everyone had gathered for Royal Court. "It is almost your 25th birthday."
"Have you found a bride?" one of the nobles asked.
"Yes," Oliver said angrily.
"Looks like our wedding will be soon," Dinah draped her hands on Oliver.
"Don't touch me," he spat as he left the room.
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After a day of hard work, Kara went to the market to get a snack. At the market, hordes of people were lined up in a line that stretched to the castle.
She pushed around and finally got someone to talk to her.
"What is this line for?" She asked.
A man with his baby blanket answered. "King Bruce and Princess Diana have a fortune teller. Anyone who has their baby blanket can know their past or future!"
"But they keep the blanket," Kara said.
"No, she uses it and then returns it to you," an old lady said eerily from behind her.
"What's your name, child?" she asked.
"K-Kara," she stuttered. "And yours?"
"Eyla," the old woman walked away.
Kara's eyes widened. If she could bring her baby blanket, the one with the emblem, then she might find the answer to a question that had been plaguing her- 'Where do I come from?'
Kara ran to the house.
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"The war is resolved Sam," Martha gave a smile. "So I guess you'll be staying?"
"Yeah," he said gruffly. "I hope Lo doesn't mess up the chance she has with um.."
"Clark," Martha laughed as she finished for Sam.
"Don't worry Dad. I already promised my hand to him," Lois said from behind him. "You know that we Lanes don't break our promises," she smiled.
Sam was about to reply, but was interrupted by a gush of wind that flew in through the door.
"Kara?" Martha asked. Kara ran upstairs, grabbed the blanket and rushed downstairs again.
"Hi Mom, bye Mom," Kara said in a rush. She was running so fast it, it felt like flying. Kara headed to the castle to tell Oliver the good news before she joined the extensively long line.
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Oliver stormed into his throne room angrily. Dinah followed him.
"What is it, darling?" she put her hands on his chest.
"Don't touch me," he warned. She brought her hands lower and pulled Oliver into a passionate kiss. At first he struggled, but he eventually gave in.
"Oliver!" Kara walked into the room. Her expression fell when she saw Dinah and Oliver in a passionate lip lock.
"You could have at least told me that you didn't love me anymore," Kara said softly. Oliver pulled away from Dinah.
"Kara! Wait!" he followed her out of the throne room.
"Don't touch me," she said disgusted.
"Kara, I love you!" he cried.
"I thought so too," she whispered, holding back tears.
"Kara, I would give my throne to be with you," he said desperately.
"Don't mock me," she said angrily. She slapped Oliver and ran out of the castle, heading home. Learning about her past completely slipped her mind as she clutched her blanket and sobbed in it.
Wow…I'm mean. I like ripped Kara's heart out…It'll get better, though- I don't write tragedies. Please leave a review!