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Summary: you move to a new nation to work toward your dream of being a baker
Pairing: C!Eret x gn!reader
Warnings: not proof read, probably bad writing, kidnapping/taken as a hostage, sword, idk let me know if you come across anything pls
Length: 1.5k+
a/n: this is probably shit like all my other stuff lol. Maybe you’ll enjoy it though¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I don’t know man xP plus I just used he/him pronouns for Eret because it confuses the fuck outta me when ppl change it up mid sentence-
Y/n had left their home to pursue their passion and dreams. They moved to an entirely new kingdom, settling into a small bakery in the middle of the city. It was a slow and hard climb, but eventually y/n had made a name for themself as one of the best bakers in the land. While it wasn’t like there would ever be any real status to the bakery, y/n was still very proud and happy so many of the townspeople loved their food so much.
Y/n worked tirelessly almost all day and night to make sure everyone was satisfied with their products. They would donate leftovers to those less fortunate or to the orphanage. They had even taught some of the little kids how to bake simple things.
Y/n of course had many regular costumes, but still had their fair share of new faces. One morning, right at opening, the bell on the door rang through the small shop, signifying a customer had arrived. Y/n was running a bit behind schedule that day in particular. “So sorry! Just one moment please, I didn’t expect such an early bird today,” they said as they hurriedly scrambled around the shop gathering things and setting up for the day.
“Oh, take your time, please,” an unfamiliar voice chimed.
A few moments later they brush themself off, turning to greet their customer. “Ah, hello, how may I help you today? I apologize again for the wait,” y/n said with a polite smile.
“Well, over the past few months I’ve heard some great things about your little shop here. I was passing by and figured I should stop in and try something since everyone seems to love it so much,” the man said with a soft grin.
Y/n nodded excitedly. “Of course! If you're unsure what to try I’d be happy to give you some suggestions, but take your time and look over the selection for today. I do hope you’ll be able to find something to your liking.”
The man looked around for a couple minutes before sighing and turning to the baker. “It all looks so good I’m not sure what to try,” he said with a soft chuckle.
“That does seem to happen often,” y/n joked with a soft laugh. “Well, what are you trying to decide between?”
“This bread over here and that little pastry are what really stand out the most, but honestly it all smells and looks amazing,” he pointed to the two before scratching the back of his neck with a smile.
“Ah, both are great choices alone, but funnily enough those two together happen to be a fan favorite here.” Y/n grabbed a slice of the bread and one of the pastries, handing it to the man happily. “Here, you can try that and if you want more I’d be happy to give you some.”
“What do you mean give? You do expect me to pay you, right?” He asked with an eyebrow raised in concern.
“Oh, no, not at all! I have a strict first time customers eat for free policy,” y/n said with a grin.
“Isn’t that a bit... I don’t know... pricey for you to do?” He asked cautiously.
“In a way, yes, but I would never want someone to go hungry. And if it wasn’t good enough for them to actively want to spend their hard earned money on, I wouldn’t be here,” y/n said confidently.
The man chuckled at the statement and nodded. “I see. I appreciate the confidence you have in your craft. It’s truly inspiring.”
After chatting for a while and the man trying almost everything y/n had to offer, they said their fair wells and he headed off. Little did y/n know the habit that fateful encounter would bring onto the pair.
For the coming months it was almost a daily ritual for the two to meet in the early mornings right at opening. Eret, the name the man went by, was astonished by the dedication and thoughtfulness y/n put into their work everyday without so much as thinking of a break. He was enthralled by the work ethic the baker had, let alone the love and compassion for the people around them. Y/n and Eret had become very close over the months together.
One little detail though that y/n didn’t know was who their friend really was. The topic just never came up and Eret honestly loved how natural y/n was with him. Though he didn’t actually know that they didn’t know his status, he just assumed they simply didn’t care to let it warp their opinions. It was refreshing for him.
An average day could quickly turn to a nightmare though.
Y/n was getting their shop ready just like every other day when they heard that oh so familiar chime from the door opening. “Just a sec, I’ll be right there,” they said excitedly.
They thought it was odd that they didn’t get their usual response, but decided to pay it no mind as they continued bending down, looking for something in the cupboards. They heard the person stepping closer before everything went black.
...
It wasn’t uncommon for people to spy on those of influential power to try and spot patterns in their everyday life. It wasn’t an unknown thing to those who paid attention that going to the bakery was simply part of the king's daily routine. Because of this, he unknowingly puts a massive target on its owner.
Y/n slowly started to open their eyes, lifting their head and realizing the sharp pain coming from the back of it. Looking around at the unfamiliar cave-like surroundings, they looked for any sort of clue as to why they had been taken there.
“Oh look, they’re awake,” a distant voice said.
Y/n moved to look in the direction of the voice, seeing a small fire with three people sitting around it. “Um- mind telling me why I’m here?”
“What do you think you’re here for? Clearly this ones a bit dense,” a second voice said.
“Well to be honest I can’t really think of anything I’ve done recently to warrant being forcefully taken. Oh and did you at least close shop before leaving? I have expecting customers you know,” y/n grumbled from their tied position on the ground.
“Woah, this ones either completely stupid or hilarious- I honestly can’t tell,” the third one said.
“We’ve taken you as a hostage,” the first one jumped back into the conversation. “You see, we’ve noticed how fond your king is of you, so you’re clearly a perfect target.”
Y/n tilted their head in confusion, trying to figure out what this person was on about. “My king? What do you mean? I’ve never laid my eyes on the king of this nation for a second,” they said adamantly.
The three all laughed. “You really are just stupid after all than,” one hollered through their laughing fit.
What looked to be the leader of the three walked closer to y/n with their hands on their hips. “We left a nice and noticeable trail, so someone should be arriving soon if you were actually worth our time.”
Unbeknownst to them, y/n had been busy at work loosening the ropes that restrained their hands. “I highly doubt my life is of much significance to anyone willing to come looking for me here, so I suppose I’ll need to get going now,” y/n said with a wink as they stood up, reaching for the person's sword while kicking out their legs.
Confused words left the goons mouths as y/n held the leader with their sword to their throat.
“Alrighty, now can you please tell me where I am and how to get back to my bakery,” y/n said with a sigh. “I don’t appreciate being called stupid you know.”
They nodded with a gulp, hands up in surrender. They had basically given up automatically after being grabbed.
Y/n made quick work tying up the three before heading out into the woods, back in the direction of the city.
Along the way y/n heard a horse quickly approaching, which they decided to move off to the side of the small trail in order to not get fun over. The horse came sprinting by only to come to a skidding halt after the rider saw the wandering individual. “Y/n?”
Y/n turned back, seeing their daily customer and now good friend. “Eret? What are you doing all the way out here?”
“I was- well I was looking for you… I thought you’d been taken hostage by some thugs…” his puzzled expression made them laugh.
“Well, I suppose I technically did, but that’s long over and done with,” y/n said with a nonchalant shrug.
“How did you manage to escape? Aren’t you just a baker?” Eret was even more confused at the situation he had stumbled into at this point.
“Ah, I suppose a proper introduction is well overdue. Hello, my name is (formal title) y/n. I’m the youngest child of the l/n royal family. Pleasure to meet you since apparently you’re the king of this nation,” y/n said with a bow and smirk pecking at the corners of their lips.
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