#au!sam

Her body forced her to stop, her lungs with no air left to give, she hid behind a thick tree, needing to catch her breath. They were short and shallow, her heart threatened to beat out of her chest. She closed her eyes, sucking in as much air as she possibly could.

Her breathing came to a halt when she heard a crack in the distance. Like someone stepping on a twig.

Another snap.

Closer and closer.

She takes off again.

She was on the verge of tears, panic threatening to take over her. She sees road in the distance and a smile graces her lips. Hope flutters in her heart.

She blinks and next thing she knows, she bumping into someone. She screams, falling backwards away from the potential danger, but then realizes it’s another woman.

“Oh my god! Please! Help me!” She holds onto the stranger for dear life, “Someone’s chasing me, trying to kill me! You’ve gotta get me out of here!”

The stranger holds her and tries to calm her down, “Hold on, it’s okay, what’s your name?” she asks as she guides her to sit in the passenger seat of her car.

“M-My name....” she closes her eyes, swallows, and takes a deep breath, “My name is Gabbie.”

“Alright, Gabbie. My name is Marsha. You’re gonna be okay. We’re gonna get you to safety, okay?” She smiles, but it doesn’t quite reach her eyes.

“Thank you! Thank you!” Gabbie’s heart swells in relief and she settles into the parked car on the road, while the curly haired woman climbs into the driver’s side.

Marsha looks over at the girl, sees what state she’s in, and questions her, her brows furrowing, “Can you tell me what happened?”

Gabbie let’s a few tears fall, everything suddenly overwhelming, her adrenaline running out, “I was walking home and I was pulled into an alley. I don’t remember what happened after until I woke up in what looked like a bunker. I didn’t have any shoes or anything, just this tank top and shorts.” She sniffs, picking at her shirt, not really wanting to be wearing them anymore, and turns to her rescuer, “I heard a voice on the intercoms and he told me to run!” She couldn’t help it. The tears welled in her eyes and the sobs come out uncontrollably.

Marsha reaches a hand out and rubs the girls back, “It’s okay. You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”

Gabbie wipes the tears away, “No, No. I need too, you saved me.”

Again. That smile. The one that you wouldn’t notice isn’t authentic if you were too busy crying and coming down from a panic induced adrenaline high.

“I made it out and I just started running through the forest. It felt like forever, running out there.” She took a deep breath and looked forward, “He was about to catch me before I ran into you.”

The blonde smiled without a word and turned the car left, down a dirt road. She drives down it a few feet before slowing to a stop and turning off the car.

“What are we doing?” Gabbie scans the area and suddenly her heart is racing again.

“I’m glad that you got as far as you did, Gabs. I really am. No one ever really makes it that far. Lucky for you, i already planned ahead." Gabbie’s heart drops. She slowly turned to her savior. She sees a smile on her face, and this time she notices the crinkles reach her eyes. Her cold, crazed, eyes.

She rushes to open the door, pulling the handle and pushing the door, but it wouldn’t budge. The killer bursts out laughing.

“Sorry, but the game’s just getting started sweetheart.”

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I barely nodded my head before we arrived at court. Lords and ladies lined the court's walls. Everyone seemed to have their eyes on me. It was scary. Before all of this happened I was just a girl that worked in the king's tailor shop. It was my father's tailor shop, and yet the king had taken a liking to me I could only assume since I was now standing here in the middle of the court and not in the middle of my father's tailor shop.

I digress though within the walls of the court it seemed to get very quiet, rather quickly. "My majesty. May I present, Y/n L/n of Summersville." He said bending at his half, I kept my head down. I had never been so close to the king. Barely squeaking out "My lord." I bowed and kept my head down. Worried that his gaze would freeze me in my spot.

The king spoke, "It's lovely to have you at court, Miss L/n." When he spoke it was like the whole world fell away. I had only been in the presence of the king for a few moments and I was already swooning over the king.

Later that day I was sent to the king's quarters. When I entered I bowed, but he didn't speak at first. So I stood in my place analyzing the floors of the large king's room. "Miss Y/n, why don't you come in." He said so I motioned forward into the ever-growing room. "You must not be so scared of me, I am just your king." He said, I giggle and snorted trying to hold myself together.

I looked up at him, and he paused. There was a whole moment of silence. I couldn't even hear the birds singing outside of his majesty window. I wasn't very sure of my position for the king. Edward hadn't really told me what I was doing, so I guess I would find out.

"My lord, is there anything that you need?" I asked my voice softer than usual. He smiled, becking me over to where he stood. He pointed out the window, down to the city. "You see all of those people." I hummed a response. "All of them are my subjects, people that are faithful to me. But I have to now find myself a bride. A queen. My advisors suggest that I try to find one in the next few weeks." The king said to me.

Had I just become the King's confidant. "My lord?" I said, "You can call me Samuel when it is just the two of us, Miss L/n." He said walking away from the window. His face was distant and sadden by the thought of maybe having to marry. "I think that Samuel you will find a beautiful lady that will soon be your queen forever. You musten worry what your subjects think they and I have loved the Winchester line since you have held on to the throne." I spoke to my king.

"You asked me what I wanted your help with, or if I needed your help Miss L/n." He gave me a look of yearning help. One that I could see on my own face every morning. "It's Y/n, Samuel. what is it that you need?" I said.

"I need your help with ruling my kingdom." It was a rather request. 'But I'm only a subject, I'm not an honorary lord or lord. I have no status. My opinion or help shouldn't have any matter on the state." I said. He looked at me as my mother used to. The eyes of amazement and honor.

"Why do you think that I asked for your presence at court?" Samuel asked me. I walked away from the window. Facing him now. "I don't know my lord. I assume that it was because you needed something." I answered. "And you're right." He said.

Within the next few months, I became the King's most trusted confidant. Samuel had ordered gorgeous gowns and had made me his consistent friend. At a private lunch, Samuel and would talk about our childhood. Samuel always talked about his father and late brother. The Winchester way, and the fact that he so desperately wanted to change the court's ideals about the Winchester lineage.

I told stories of my sweet mother, how she was the one to teach me my patience, she taught me the true things in life. She taught me the difference between men and women. Taught me everything that I put into my life now. The king and his handmaiden.

When the courtyard and courts walls flooded with luck ladies waiting for their chance to have just a seconds glimpse with the king. They all gave me a hard look, one that was most often followed with a snarling look yet yearning eyes for the king.

Even Samuels's advisors started to notice the slit change in the king, the way he always had me around. I think that it honestly made them uncomfortable. Women, and yet still a woman without any titles, without land, and without a lord. That had their precious king under her spell. I at least think that's what they think.

During the season of which many young girls had come to see the king. I had yet to realize that he hadn't taken to any of the beautiful girls that had come to court. I followed Samuel around the court, and into the hallway. "Have none of these amazing girls interested you, my king?" I asked. He kept his gaze away from the line of girls with their mothers standing guard next to them.

Grabbing at my hand he slipped us past the line of women, and into the rather dark stairwell. One that was dark and intimate between two people who stood in it.

"Do you honestly want the truth, y/n?" He asked me. I thought that we had both wanted to know more about each other. We wanted to know the truth because, in the end, that was what mattered for his cause and my own. I just shook my head.

"Yes, I want to know the truth Samuel," I said. "The truth Y/n." Yes, the truth I want the god-forsaken truth, I want my king to tell me why we had seen over five hundred girls, and yet he chooses none of them. Why those the girls snarl at me, and why did he's got me so close to him right now.

Not like the stairwell is that big.

He took a deep breath, and out came an almost sad sigh. "You know why none of those ladies made my heart jump with excitement. Because... Y/n, none of them were you standing in a shop helping those less fortunate. None of them have the kind heart you do. None of them have stood by my side and expected nothing in return for all of her hard work. You aren't like any person I've meant before, not in court, not in the land." He said.

I stood there mouth agape and a dumbfounded expression on m face. My mouth turned dry. The king was saying what I didn't know or even think he could say to someone like me. So I reminded him.

"But I'm a girl with no title, no land and I work for you. I work under you, to help you." I said. Standing there looking at him, regardless of how dark the stairwell was. Those ombre-colored eyes glowed in the darkness. "Y/n, I have loved you since I was a child. Since I first saw you." Samuel was serious just like the stories my father had told me about the brutal way the war-ravaged the countryside.

"Do you love me?" He asked me. Still, we stood in the stairwell. I could feel my heartbeat beating faster as the question made its way into my mind. "Because you know that if you don't I will let you go. I will be oka" I couldn't stand him talking right now. I reached up to my tiptoes, my hands wrapping around his neck and pulling him down.

Kissing him was the only thought running through my mind. Shutting him up was just an added bonus. Our lips collided like clouds in the sky. Just perfectly mushing together. Nothing dramatic about a first kiss. A kiss with a king was more the through running through my head.

"So you love me then," Samuel said when our lips finally unattached to each other. "Yes, Samuel I love you." It was something that was simple enough to say. It felt like the right thing to say.

Completed on: 03/01/2022

Posted on: 03/01/2022