A/N. Well would you look at that? The Author's back! Hope you enjoy the chapter!

It was now the day of the finale, and Eliza was in Arizona's bed once again. The warrior had slept there since the two of them had been reunited. They were cuddled together between the sheets, both naked.

"I'm worried for you, you know?" the blonde's voice was soft as she traced little figures over Eliza's heart. "I mean, what if you lose tomorrow and you lose your life?"

the brunette just pulled her beloved closer to her body. "That won't happen, my love. I will succeed, and we will get married within the next year. And if I happen to die, I will try my hardest to come back to you in our next life, for we are soulmates, and you know that." The princess let out a content sigh and cuddled into the crook of Eliza's neck, thinking back to the previous days of battle.

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Arizona sat upon her outside throne, as she had done for the last couple of weeks. There were now only four warriors left contending for her hand, she had begun to worry for her lover. There was a warrior from the desert village that was nearly on the same skill level as Eliza, and that hadn't sat well with the blonde.

Her father tapped her on the shoulder and pointed to the arena, where the next match was to begin. Eliza looked directly at her, through her helmet, and nodded at her and Nathan. She had told her brother about her true identity two days ago, at first the man had been mad at her, but pulled her into a big hug anyway. Their interactions were still a little bit strained, but the princess thought that it wouldn't last long.

Eliza had won the match easily, not breaking a sweat. She walked to the thrones and bowed, like she had done after every match that she had won. The blonde felt a pretty blush appear on her face and she smiled bashfully at the strong warrior, hoping she would come to her chambers after dinner.

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She was sat in front of her vanity, wiping what little make-up she had worn, off. She heard the doors open and a few seconds later there were a pair of hands on her shoulders, lightly massaging the muscles there. She moaned quietly and leaned back against who she knew to be her lover. "Don't stop." She breathed out quietly.

She heard a chuckle behind her and whined a little when the contact was lost. She saw a hand reach for the hairbrush that laid on her vanity and she felt her hair being released from the intricate braid it had been in for the day. First, the brush did its work by getting all the knots out of her hair, but then there were those strong, dexterous fingers brushing through her hair, relaxing the blonde immensely.

After a little while, she began to feel drowsy, the stress of the day taking its toll on her. She was lifted into strong arms and put in her bed carefully. She felt she was being stripped naked, but she didn't really care, she knew that her beloved wouldn't take advantage of her. After a little while she noticed that Eliza had slid in the bed behind her, just as naked as the blonde was. She was spooned from behind and let out a small yawn, falling asleep immediately after that.

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And now, they laid together after amazing morning sex. She had woken up to an amorous Eliza, and one thing led to another. But all good things must end, and Eliza had to go back to her own chambers to prepare for the finale. She gave the blonde one last kiss and said love-filled goodbyes.

Arizona sat upon her throne, her father was once again stood in front of the crowd. "My dear friends, the day of the finale is upon us. The victor shall have the privilege of marrying the princess, my beautiful daughter." He looked at Arizona with a gentle and somewhat apologetic look on his face, probably feeling guilty. "Let the warriors come forward!" he bellowed.

But what came next shocked everyone, including Arizona. The warrior form Dark Crest didn't have her helmet on this time, revealing who she was to everybody in attendance. The blonde could already her the whispering. "Do you see that? The Right Hand's daughter! Do you see the scar on her face?!" The princess swallowed heavily and felt the eyes of her sisters and friends on her, worried about her. She just smiled lovingly at the warrior and nodded her understanding. It was bound to happen in the near future, seeing as that they were probably getting married.

After everybody settled down and the King had given his daughter a calculating look, the fight began. It was easy to see that the warrior from the desert village hadn't shown his full potential, but then again, neither had Eliza. The battled was vicious, the male warrior often using a move that could kill a lesser opponent, but Eliza was very skilled, always moving out of the way. After nearly an hour of fighting, the brunette had gotten the man on his back. "Do you surrender?" she called out, anxious to get it over with, she was beginning to get fatigued. She saw the malicious grin on his face way before she felt the searing pain in her stomach. The asshole had another dagger hidden away, something that was against the rules of the tournament.

She fell on her knees, using her last strength to put a chokehold on the man, making him surrender at last. The last thing she saw was Arizona, as beautiful as an angel. This wasn't such a bad way to go, she thought.

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Arizona was hysterical, the woman she loved more than anything was lying on the ground, a pool of blood around the brunette. Nathan and Blackwell rushed forward, preparing their magic to heal the brunette warrior, they couldn't lose her. Feeling useless, Arizona turned around to the cheating warrior, grabbing the dagger that was still covered in Eliza's blood. She put it against his throat, her eyes blazing with her fury. "Tell me why I shouldn't end your pathetic little life, scum." She growled out. The man's eyes widened, not having thought the dainty little princess capable of aggression. The words could pass his lips, knowing that they would only make the princess angrier than she already was. "If she doesn't make it, I'll kill you myself." At that moment, the guards pulled him away from the murderous Royal.

Arizona turned back to the two men who were healing her beloved, hoping for good news. "She'll live, it won't take to long for her to wake up, so we should get her to her quarters." Blackwell spoke, relief and exhaustion clear in his voice.

"No," The blond spoke, "Take her to my chambers." Everybody just nodded, mindful of the ire that she had just inflicted upon the other warrior.

A/N. Hope you enjoyed, leave a review, they fuel me. Anyway, bye!