A/N. Hello there you lovely people! Just before we get started, I forgot to mention that this is a G!P story. Still, I don't write descriptive sex scenes so you're safe from my cringy written smut. But if G!P doesn't float your boat, don't read the story, and don't leave stupid reviews about it, you have been warned! Anyway, onto the chapter!

The next week continued in the same fashion. The fights took place, and with all the warriors that were attending, it took 6 days for everyone to fight. The social happenings took place at night, but Arizona's chosen Champion had never attended any of the parties. The blonde was disappointed every time she didn't see the mysterious knight, that was until the sixth night. She was wandering around the halls, unable to catch sleep. She heard a masculine voice, so she peeked around the corner to see a big man talking to a feminine figure with a hood pulled over her head.

"You're distracted by her." The man accused. "If you're not completely focused, they'll cut you down Commander." Arizona felt the power coming from this woman, just like she had with her mysterious warrior. Was this the same person?

"While your opinion is appreciated, it wasn't asked for. I suggest you remember who you're talking to." The voice was gravely, rough. But Arizona still felt some kind of familiarity.

"I know who I'm talking to, thank you very much. You may be the Commander now, but I still remember the frail little girl that came to my house, begging me to teach her with fire in her eyes. Don't forget that I'm the whole reason you're here." The bearded man crossed his arms over his chest and stared at the woman, challenging her to speak against him.

"I'm sorry Blackwell, you're right. I'm just being my usual stubborn self again. It will not happen again, and thank you for being there for me in your own unusual way." The man nodded and gripped the woman's hand in a warrior's grip. After he released, he walked away.

"You can come out now." The woman spoke. Arizona cursed under her breath and moved from around the corner.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't really planning on running into you and your mentor. I just happened to be here? But just to sate my curiosity, you're my chosen right? I mean I feel the power emanating from you, but-" The woman raised her hand to interrupt the blonde.

"Yes princess, I am your chosen champion. There's no point in lying about it." Arizona felt the dark figure study her intently. She felt herself squirming, the scrutiny getting to her.

"Can I see your face?" She blurted out. She suddenly realised she was standing only feet away from her crush. Yes, she admitted she had a crush on her Champion. She really wanted to see her face and look into her eyes.

"No princess. You may not." With that, the woman turned around and went the same way as her mentor.

|AR&EM|

The next day brought round two of the tournament. There were only sixteen competitors left after the first round, the others were sent to the stands to watch the fights from afar. But because half of the warriors were left, the tournament would speed up considerably. Today, there would be eight fights, the remaining eight were planned for tomorrow.

Princess Arizona was sat at her vanity again, her handmaidens were doing her make-up and hair. After they were done, one of them put a flower crown on her head. After that they bowed and left her chambers quietly.

She let out a big breath and stood up when someone knocked on her door. "Enter." She spoke loudly and clearly.

Nathan came in, closed the door and offered her his arm. "We have to talk, Arizona." They began walking towards the tunnel that gave them entrance to the arena. "Princess, I need you to listen to me closely and to not speak about this with anybody else." He looked over his shoulder to make sure there wasn't someone behind them. "There is something strange going on with the knight from Dark Crest. I know she is a woman, and this doesn't bother me, you know who I'm married to. But, her emotions and thoughts are completely locked down. This means that she has been trained in the mind arts by a mage since she was born, yet there hasn't been a mage in Dark Crest for over three hundred years." He stopped walking and looked Arizona in the eye. "She's not from there Princess, and I know you have the same feeling of familiarity as me when she is in the same room with us. Zona, I think Eliza has returned to us."

The blonde felt the words ringing in her ears. "Don't be daft Nathaniel, she isn't back. Now let's get to our places. Let us never speak of this again." She gave him a stern look, telling him to let it go. He nodded and they made their way to Arizona's throne. When they got there, Nathan bowed to her and sat down in his place.

Arizona's mind was swimming. She had said to Nathan that it wasn't a possibility that Eliza had returned, but the more she thought about it, the more it made sense to the blonde. She had never felt like this with anyone except Eliza, and now she had a full-blown crush on the warrior that was favorited to win the entire tournament. Almost all of the fights went by without the blonde noticing again, but she did pay attention to the last fight, just so she could say she had seen some of it.

After dinner, she hadn't felt like partying, so she just bid her father and Nathan goodbye and began the trek to her chambers. She came around the corner and, just like the night before, came across her Champion. It didn't seem like the other woman had detected her presence yet. So the blond sneaked a little closer to the warrior, and she took some steadying breaths.

"Eliza?" she quietly asked. She saw the body in front of her freeze before slowly turning around. The knight's shoulders were tense, but she reached for her hood and pulled it down, revealing a beautiful but scarred face and electric blue eyes.

"Hello Arizona." She spoke slowly. It took the blond half a second to stride toward the brunette and slap her across the face before falling into her arms with loud sobs. Eliza just held the blonde in her arms, burying her face into those delicious smelling blonde locks.

"You idiot, had you just listened to me, I would've told that if we were to get married before Winter Solstice, there wouldn't even be a tournament. But no, Eliza decided she needed to be the tough guy and leave before there could be any real communication, you're a real asshole." She pulled out of Eliza's arms and wiped at her eyes. "But you're my asshole and I love you," She sighed quietly and looked at the brunette's stunned face. "If you ever leave again, I'll find you and I'll kick your ass." She took Eliza's hand in hers. "You better win this tournament, but for now, you're coming with me." She pulled the brunette with her to her chambers, planning to not let her go before she absolutely had to. When she came to her chambers, she motioned for Eliza to keep quiet and sent her handmaidens away with the instructions to only return when she called for them. When they were gone, she led Eliza to her bed and kissed her passionately before pushing her back on the bed.

"I've missed you so incredibly much," she kissed the warrior all over her neck. "I'll probably be mad with you for a couple of days, but for now please just love me." She whimpered the words, needing to feel beautiful and loved again, something that she hadn't felt since her love had left.

"We really need to talk after my fight tomorrow." The brunette moaned out, not having been intimate with someone since she left the blonde.

Arizona ground her knee in between Eliza's legs, but froze when she felt a bulge in the warrior's pants. "Eliza, what is that between your legs?"

The brunette turned red immediately and scrambled away from the blonde as if burned. "I guess I need to come clean with you."

The blonde looked at her concerned, not really bothered by the alteration to the brunette's body. "Go on, then." She spoke gently, and squeezed Eliza's hand softly.

"When I left knew exactly where I was going, I had heard of a mage warrior who had retired to become a smith. His name is Blackwell, you may have noticed I have taken on his name. He is also the man you saw me talking to the other day. He lives in a village in Dark Crest, and since everybody knew that Eliza Minnick, the Right Hand's daughter had disappeared, he made me change my last name to Blackwell. He practically adopted me that day, he almost sent me away, but I managed to convince him to take me in." she began to get seated more comfortably, not feeling as nervous anymore. "I had almost no muscle mass, I had lived a life full of privilege. Seeing the time frame he had to work with, he cut some corners and used rituals to get my strength up to par. It came with some unexpected side effects, as you may have felt." She tried to joke, but the blonde just raised her eyebrow at her. "After some research as to why it happened, we came to the conclusion it was because this ritual was meant for male warriors. It didn't bother me, so I just ignored it until now. Do you think I am a freak?" She asked in a small insecure voice, it reminded Arizona of the old Eliza.

"Of course I don't think you are a freak. I love you, it doesn't matter that you are a little different than when you left. But can you get me pregnant?" The brunette shook her head at that.

"We performed another ritual to prevent that, we need a mage to turn that back." They just looked at each other for a couple of intense minutes before Arizona surged forward and connected their lips again, this time they didn't stop.

A/N. Hope you enjoyed! If you did, leave a review! It makes me happy reading them. Okay? Okay! Captain, out.