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Chapter (2/?)

Summary: Erwin Smith, the commander, needs to transition the power of the government from the current king. An one night stand with the King’s daughter, who was in disguise, might just be his opportunity. Even if he hates her at first and she hates him.

Word Count: 1.1 K

Relationship: Ewrin Smith x Reader

For this chapter she is currently pregnant so…:

Erwin Smith x Pregnant!Reader Royal Au

Fandom: Attack on Titan

Warnings for chapter: insinuates parental abuse, once was a virgin!reader, age gap- 7 years, pregnancy, running away, slight ptsd from parental abuse, use of words like whore, slut, bastard, mentions of abortion, talks about possibly having death as consequence, angst and small fluff

Note:

- Royal Au

- Raven is Princesses fake alias

- Do NOT repost without my permission and/or credit. Reblogs are okay though!

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3 months. 3 months since you snuck out to Bee’s. 3 months since you laid with Erwin. 3 months since you had given away your virginity. 3 months.

Since then (Y/N) experienced fatigue, heartburn, mild sickness, and weight gain. She knew she was pregnant. Her maid, Elise, knew. Figured it out before she did. Of course she did, Elise helped (Y/N) get dressed and bathe. (Y/N) was in denial, that's why she ignored the signs. The man that she loved, still loves, hates her. The only reason she finally confronted the fact that she was indeed pregnant, was because of her father’s council. The King’s council. (Y/N) knew that if the world found out, she would be shunned. She would keep the identity of the father a secret but she would be hated by all, and possibly hated even more by Erwin too. He’d probably call her a whore, slut, having a bastard child and all. Possibly calling his own child a bastard as well. Without even realizing it.

If the council found out. If the council found out. She would not be dead, but her child, and Elise. They would be killed. Shunned as a whorish princess, too reckless, uncontrollable. Her child would die for being a bastard. Elise would die for “conspiring” against the King. Going against her sworn duties of taking care of the princess- making sure she wouldn’t do something as foolish and reckless as getting pregnant. Elise, in the eyes of the council, would have failed her duties. Needing to be stripped of all titles and hung for her failure. Usually they would just be stripped of titles, the guards or maids,- but to have something so disgraceful as a bastard child befall the only princess, the sole heir to the kingdom. Oh, poor Elise.

“Your grace?” Elise softly called out to the princess. (Y/N) had gotten lost in her thoughts about all of it. She was lost. She had no idea what to do. Sitting at the balcony outdoor lounge area. She turned her head and looked at Elise.

“Yes, Elise?” Her voice was strained from not talking a lot. She hadn’t left the castle since the last time she met Erwin. Too afraid to run into him again. Even if he spent more time in the lower districts. She didn’t want to run the risk of being seen by him so she stayed in the castle. Not interacting with so many people like she did before, (Y/N) had strained her voice because of it.

She dreaded staying in the castle. So many pompous oafs, Erwin was correct on that account. So many secrets to keep. Luckily she had Elise by her side. It was a relief off her chest to tell Elise. (Y/N) didn’t have the choice to keep it from her. She couldn’t. Elise helped dress her, helped bathe her, literally did everything with and for her. She was her best friend.

Elise came closer to the lounge area and kneeled beside the princess.

“May….May I suggest something to your highness. Something to…help…protect the people.” (Y/N) knew she meant the babe. They had to be careful about what they said. Too many spies, too many ears.

“Of course.” (Y/N) of course was desperate to save her child. She always wanted to be a mom. Even if the babe was considered a bastard, or Erwin’s, she still loved it. And besides, a procedure to get rid of the baby was painful, could almost cause death for the mother, and special toxins didn't exist. After so many soldiers were needed to fight the titans every single toxin that would kill future soldiers was abolished.

“What if…the soldiers had a safe place to relax and recuperate. To gather their strength, a safe haven.” (Y/N)’s eyes sparked at the idea.

“Do you know of such a place?” (Y/N) hoped that she did. Why else would she tell her of this? A trap? Please, no. She had already been through enough. (Y/N) contradicted this thought: she’s my friend- she thought. Besides she could have told the King or council a lot sooner, and if she did- well she would have died. She thought to herself.

Elise nodded her head. Too afraid to speak in case someone overheard.

“I can show it to you tomorrow. For inspections of course. So it is up to your standards.”

“Of course, we’ll set out tomorrow.”

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After a very long horseback ride during the night, they finally made it. Elise opened the door for (Y/N) to reveal the inside of the cabin contained: a fireplace, a small kitchen with a dining area, and two more doors.

“I know it’s not much, but I don’t think the guards will search some place so…different…from the royal palace.”

“No, no it's perfect! I love it, thank you. You have done so much for me Elise.” She took off her cape and thanked Elise, hugging her.

“Anytime princess! Besides, you're my favorite one!” Elise smiled at (Y/N). They both laughed.

“I am the only one! And call me (Y/N) or Raven, since ya know…we're in hiding.” She sat down on the couch finally.

“I think I’ll stick with (Y/N), you are stuck to this house after all…also…” Elise trailed off. Shaking her head as if to dismiss the thought.

“Also?” (Y/N) suggested for her to continue. Elise slightly grimaced with a small frown and continued.

“Well…we will be gone for 5 to 6 months. Technically not long enough for a pregnancy, but…if you show up with a babe in your arm…they’ll know (Y/N).” Elise had grabbed the back of the couch now and looked at the princess to see her reaction.

“I…” (Y/N) fumbled with her hands, “I guess, I didn’t really realize that until now.” She stopped talking and stared at the floor. She’ll have to give them up. Give up her babe. She couldn’t even spend a day past the plan that was set for her. That would ruin the plan. They would be separated so soon. A mother and child separated, forcefully, resentfully, but knowing that it will give her child a fighting chance. “What about you Elise?” (Y/N) turned her head towards the girl, “How will you stay safe.”

“I will stay with the babe for a while. After it cools down when you get back, alone. Then I will give them to loving families.” Elise sighed shakily. She was nervous. They both were.

Alone. (Y/N) thought. She’ll have to return alone. Take her punishment alone. The last time she had been punished by her father…the last time…she couldn’t lay down on her back for a week. It could have been longer if they had been deeper, the guard had taken pity on her. She wasn’t alone with the pain from the lashings. She had Elise. But now…now she would be alone, and she was terrified.

“Hey,” Elise softly pushed her shoulder, and (Y/N) turned to look at her. “Right now. Right now is what you need to focus on. You have your babe- safe. You have me- you are not alone. You are safe.” (Y/N) smiled up at her friend. Elise always knew what to say.

“Thank you Elise.”

“Of course, princess.”

“(Y/N)!!” (Y/N) pointed her finger at Elise as if to scold her child.

Summary: Erwin Smith, the commander, needs to transition the power of the government from the current king. An one night stand with the King’s daughter, who was in disguise, might just be his opportunity. Even if he hates her at first and she hates him. 

Relationship: Erwin Smith x Fem!Royal!Reader —> Ewrin Smith x Pregnant!Reader

Fandom: Attack on Titan 

Notes (pls read important to plot): 

Canon time periods

She/Her/They pronouns for reader

(Y/N) has a fake name- Raven to conceal her identity

To find story use #thecrownscommander

Do NOT repost without my permission and/or without giving me credit! Reblogs are perfectly a-okay! 

Every chapter has their own warnings as well 

Chapter 4

Summary: Erwin Smith, the commander, needs to transition the power of the government from the current king. An one night stand with the King’s daughter, who was in disguise, might just be his opportunity. Even if he hates her at first and she hates him.

Warnings: SMUT!!! 18+ minors dni, parental abuse, death, guns/gunshot, fight, wedding, shock, trauma, PTSD

Word Count: 2.4 K told ya it would be longer lmao

Fandom: Attack on Titan

Relationship: Erwin Smith x Fem!Royal!Reader

Note:

Raven is fake alias

Do not repost or translate without my permission. Reblogs are okay though.

You do not and I repeat DO NOT have to read the smut in order to understand plot, is skippable

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Music whirled around the room. The King stood on top of the large dais looking upon the masked faces. Foxes, birds, and just interactly beautiful masks were worn upon the peoples faces. Being allowed to one of these parties still shocked her. After having been locked away in her room for most of her life for “protection”. She looked across the sea of masks only to spot blue eyes she never expected to see again. Erwin.

(Y/N) took a deep shaky breath and looked away. Praying that he hadn’t and won’t spot her.

“Ladies and gentleman!” The King finally spoke, “Thank you for coming to my birthday party! I feel as young as ever.” The crowd chuckled. (Y/N) felt a hand on her shoulder. A familiar hand. Erwin.

Fuck. Too fast.

She didn’t dare turn around. Erwin leaned over her shoulder, “I didn’t expect to see you here.” His hand was still on her shoulder, “The last time I saw you…well, it wasn’t left in pleasantries.”

“Yes, well, I have been busy.” She still hadn’t turned around. Facing straight ahead towards her father.

“I wouldn’t expect less of it in a place like this. You're a cook right?” He didn’t give her the chance to answer, “I never saw you at Bee’s Meadery again, after that night.” What was she supposed to say?! Oh hi Erwin great seeing you again, I bore your children and had to give them up, and also I’m the princess.

“I told you. I’ve been busy.” She finally turned and looked at his masked face. Looked at his eyes. Her children's eyes. Her breath faltered a bit. She tore her gaze and blinked as if to clear the image of his eyes.

“Excuse me.” She quickly walked away to the side and towards the dais.

“Raven-” Erwin stopped when she got too far out of reach.

“...And as a special present from my dear daughter, (Y/N),” (Y/N) started walking up the dais stairs. She didn’t dare look at Erwin. To possibly see anger and hatred. “she will sing my most favorite song-” (Y/N) stopped short in her tracks when she heard a bang.

“DOWN WITH THE KING!!! DOWN WITH THE MONARCHY!!” (Y/N)’s nerves were frayed and she grew cold. Her father laid before her in his blood. Someone had grabbed her arm and shielded her with their body. Her father had been shot. The king had been shot. Screams were heard through the crowd and shouts as well. Just as fast as it had happened, it stopped. The guards apprehended the prosecutor. Currently dragging him towards the dungeons. (Y/N) looked towards her father. Only to see him not there anymore and being dragged out on a stretcher towards the doors. (Y/N) pushed the person off and ran towards her father.

“Papa!” She ran after him and found her way to his room. He wasn’t going to survive.

“My dear,” He laid on the bed with a gaping wound. He lifted his hand towards her face. “I will die.” It was all too fast. She couldn’t do this. She couldn’t.

“Papa,” She cried hard, not able to get a word out.

“I am not your father.” Her legs became jelly.

“What?” Utterly confused she grasped his hand, “you don’t know what you're saying papa, you're wounded badly.

“I’m a puppet. I loved you like a father. Anytime I hurt you, I am truly sorry. I was acting as a puppet controlled by your real father. I am truly sorry my dear. You were my daughter.” He dropped his hand.

“Move your grace,” someone pushed her aside to try and save him. She was trembling. She felt sick and out of breath all at once. I’m in shock. Holy fuck.

She moved and sat on his desk chair. She was shaking. She closed her eyes and counted. 1…breathe…2…breathe…3….She repeated this 7 more times. At some time she was given a blanket and taken out of the room. She took off her mask feeling it was too constricting. Puppet, not your father, BANG! She jolted when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Her breath was ragged and shuddering, her hands trembled.

“Erwin.” She had tears streaming down her face, even if she didn’t realize it.

He didn’t say anything. He crouched down, and held her. Now wasn’t the time. She sobbed, hard.

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Erwin’s POV

Not her father. If the man we killed, the titan Christia killed, was her father…then she’s the heir. This skewks the plan. Another pawn in this stupid game of theirs. The only way to make sure she doesn’t die. Is to let the people be ruled by someone who has gone through their struggles. Someone, of the people, has to marry her. Not just anyone, someone of a figure head as well. To rule them.

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3 days later- (Y/N) POV

She didn’t have time to grieve. She wasn’t allowed the privilege. She had received a note from Erwin asking for her hand in marriage. To save her skin, to stop riots, and for so many other causes. She agreed, reluctantly. Knowing she had to do so. Currently in a wedding gown, she never thought she would be able to wear it. She breathed and took a step down the aisle. At the other end stood Erwin in his uniform looking at her. Everyone was looking at her. Their future queen. Their current queen. She had to be strong to put on a facade.

The only thing saving her from breaking down on the red carpet was the thorns on the roses. This room. This room was the same one her father was killed in, 3 days ago. She still woke in cold sweats from the nightmares of her fathers face. She didn’t have time to process properly.

Next thing she knew, she was saying I Do. The kiss was simple, sweet, and reluctant.

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After the festivities (Y/N) bathed and dressed. Like a present with strings for Erwin to unwrap. She scoffed, like he hasn’t already done that. Crossing her arms and staring out the window.

“So,” she turned and faced him, he shut the door and stood, “You are Queen (Y/N). Not Raven the deceitor.” Her anger boiled. Angry at what he called her and angry at how easily he could rile her up.

“I am Raven, that’s just a different part of me.” Erwin scoffed at this.

“You lied to me!” Erwin was hurt, and angry at her.

“Lied to you?! What was I supposed to say after you had called me foolish and cowardly.” The anger and rage finally boiled over. Years and days of anger flowed out of her.

“Aren’t you?!”

“How dare you!” She gaped at him, “I went through hell and back here.” She started crying in anger, hating herself for it. She had gotten closer to him without even realizing it. As if an invisible line was pulling them together. He lightly laughed at this as if he didn’t believe her.

“What, you had the wrong dress color or the food wasn’t to your liking.” Erwin’s cheek stung. She slapped him, hard.

“I wasn’t allowed outside, I was locked away,” She was peering into his eyes now, those wonderfully blue eyes, “I was forgotten and flogged when I did something wrong,” His eyes widened, he didn’t know, no one knew. “I couldn’t go to your stupid balls because I was in this bed bleeding in pain.” Tears were streaming down her face. She was so, so exhausted. In the past 3 days she was almost killed, found her lover again, found out her father wasn’t actually her father, and married. All in 3 days. She braced a hand on her head and stomach.

“After,” She stopped, she wanted to tell him about them, so badly. She shook her head as if to dismiss the thought.

“After what (Y/N)?” He spoke softly. Looking at her as if to urge her to continue on. Her sobs slowed down. She wanted to talk to someone, anyone, to let them know. She wanted him to know. She dropped her hands and curled them around her as if protecting herself.

“After…after that night. 3 months.” She rubbed her nose. Erwin took out a handkerchief and softly, lightly rubbed her tears away. She shied away a bit, “Elise, my old maid, took me to a cottage. I spent so many months there.”

“How many?” He breathed. He knew. He could read her, like lovers read each other. When the other knows that it's time to leave the party. When the other needs to be held. When they forgive the other for stupid mistakes. When they forgive each other over miscommunication and try to reconcile because they truly and utterly love each other. He knew, but he needed her to confirm it.

“About 6 months…” She searched his eyes for any sign of hate or love.

“Did they-”

“No! No, I carried them to full term.” He breathed, happily, he was a father. “They're alive…both of them.” He looked at her in shock.

“Both?!” Twins! Holy shit twins.

“Juliette and Luka.” She smiled. It had been years, years, since she had talked about them. God she missed them. She missed this. He rushed and embraced her. It was like a weight off her chest.

“I had to give them up, Erwin,” She closed her eyes and fell into him. “I couldn’t keep them, they would’ve been killed. You would’ve been killed.”

“Shhh, shh.” He petted her hair and lowered them towards the ground. He rocked them back and forth.

“I’m sorry I was ever angry at you. I’m sorry for being cowardly and a fool. I’m sorry for being wrong, I’m…I’m just so sorry.”

“I don’t want your pity Erwin.”

“It’s not pity.” The pulled apart and looked at each other, “it’s me begging for forgiveness. And it’s me hoping that we can start anew. It’s also me truly and utterly apologizing for being a prick.” She laughed at that. He joined in. He loved her laugh. He loved her….

“I don’t know where they are…” She looked disdainful. He caressed her cheek.

“Now is not the time. You have been married, almost assassinated, became Queen, confessed to carrying my children, and…” they looked at each other as if to remember every single part of the other's face, “you had to do it alone. Now is the time to rest and take care of yourself.”

She looked down at her lap for a second. Her arms wrapped around his neck. She nodded. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. She was utterly exhausted. Crying for 3 days straight does that to a person.

“Rest, after everything you have been through.” Erwin went to leave when he felt a tug on his arm. She was looking at him as if she never wanted to leave him again. She was looking at him with love in her eyes. And he was returning it.

“I don’t want to be alone.” She said so quietly that if she hadn’t stopped him he wouldn’t have heard it. He nodded and went to the other side. She turned and watched him. He crawled in bed and laid on the other side of the bed. Not daring to touch her. She knew.

“You can touch me dumbass. I carried your children.” They looked at each other and laughed. They embraced one another.

“God I missed you.” He closed his eyes and kissed her head. Rubbing his thumb along her cheek.

“I missed you too.”

“I’m sorry you had to go through that alone.” She looked up at him. Alone coming back and facing the wrath of the king and council.

“Thank you.” They stared deeply into each other’s eyes.

“May I?” She laughed through her nose.

“Such a gentleman.” She nodded. He kissed her. With only the passion a man can have for his lover. He was desperate for her, lonely without her, starving for her. He utterly loved her. His wife. The mother of his children. His love.

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He turned her onto her back. Still holding and kissing her. Kissing her neck, jaw, and head. Everything and anything he could. He took off his shirt as she stripped off the robe.

“Holy fuck.” She was…breathtaking. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down. Wrapping her legs around his waist.

“Fuck me already.”

Pulled off her corset taking her breast into his mouth. He trailed his fingers down to her panties and rubbed her through them. She moaned and arched her back.

He kissed a trail to her slit.

He kissed her on top of her panties. Pulling them off he devoured her like a starved man. He was going fast and hard. Making her cum, several times. He wanted to taste her, feel her, love her.

He got up and pulled off his pants with one hand. The other pumping in and out of her with 3 fingers. He was already dripping.

He slimed himself and swiftly put himself in. Her heels dug into him as her nails scraped his back. He kissed her and kissed her until they needed air. He was going slow and then fast chasing after that wonderful release.

Both of them found it. Moaning and panting into each other. He hovered above her and smiled. Lightly kissing her eyelids, head, neck, cheek, nose, ear, chin, hair, and mouth. He was utterly and completely madly in love with his wife.

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He traced her bareback as she curled into him.

“How come you don’t have any scars?” Her eyes were closed and she was in bliss.

“My…fake father…” unsure of whether to say father or not since he did raise her but under someone’s domain. “Made sure they weren’t deep enough. A few times though they were and didn’t heal for a while.” She grabbed his hand and led it to the back of her thighs. How the bloody hell did he not notice.

“It’s not many scars, but I couldn’t walk for a while.” She spoke as if it wasn’t horrific.

“I love you.” She looked up shocked, they had never actually voiced it.

“What?” Her voice was so quiet.

“I love you and I’m glad you’re my wife, the queen, and my children's mother.” She started tearing up.

“Stop making me cry.” He chuckled and wiped away the stray tears.

“I love you too Erwin.” He smiled the biggest smile until his cheeks hurt.

Chapter (3/?)

Summary: Erwin Smith, the commander, needs to transition the power of the government from the current king. An one night stand with the King’s daughter, who was in disguise, might just be his opportunity. Even if he hates her at first and she hates him.

Word Count: 1.8 K

Relationship: Ewrin Smith x Fem!Royal!Reader

Fandom: Attack on Titan

Warnings for chapter: angst, human traffickers, hiding underneath the floor, implied death, lashings, fear (?), having to let go of children, alone

Note:

Royal Au

Raven is Princesses fake alias

Do NOT repost without my permission and/or credit. Reblogs are okay though!

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They had Erwin’s eyes. Both of them had his blue eyes. They were practically the spitting image of him. Literally everything was practically the same when compared to Erwin. He definitely had the more dominant genes. Barely was there a piece of (Y/N), possibly her nose. (Y/N) wasn’t expecting to have twins. She wasn’t expecting to have children out of wedlock either.

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(Y/N) was in the kitchen with her 7 month pregnant belly protruding from her. She felt huge. She loved and hated it knowing she held the miracle of life in her belly. She hated that she felt like she looked huge, no matter how many times Elise tried to quail her insecurities she still felt the same. Elise had gone out to skin a rabbit she had hunted. It was the middle of winter and dangerous to be outside, however, Elise had insisted since she didn’t want to make the princess queasy. By skinning it in the kitchen sink.

They haven't had a hard time trying to stay hidden from the kingdom. From the news Elise had gathered it wasn’t made public. The King and Council most likely didn’t want to have this bad mark on their reputations.

Elise came in through the door, shaking the snow off her person.

“There we go, nice fresh rabbit for the stew.” She kept the rabbit's body hidden from (Y/N)’s eye line. ( Y/N) was thankful for that. She didn’t do well with dead bodies. Not after her mothers death.

“Thank you, Elise, I appreciate all that you have done.” She rubbed her stomach and smiled at Elise. (Y/N) continued to chop vegetables and Elise started chopping the rabbit as well as cleaning it. Then they stopped and the air seemed to have left the house. A knock had been heard at the door.

Elise quickly pointed to the rug underneath the dining room table. Pulling it back and opening a trap door. (Y/N) went inside the cubby in the floor and her breath caught in her throat when another knock was heard.

“Hello?” The voice said on the other side of the door, “My names Tim Veil. I saw you by yourself and got worried. These parts aren’t the safest and my family just wants to make sure you're okay.” The masculine voice called.

It wasn’t Erwin, she breathed. But still it was a stranger, a man, possibly alone in the parts, not a good thing.

“I’m okay, thanks.” Elise had hardened her voice a bit. Trying to get the man to go away. (Y/N) had no idea what was happening on the other side of that door. All of a sudden she heard a loud bang. The front door had been busted in. She heard yelling and shouting. Bodies at least two of them hit the floor. Then silence. She heard someone panting and breathing and she couldn’t make it out. She waited and waited. She heard bodies being dragged out the door.

“It’s alright Princess.” Elise said through panting breaths. “There were two men that…weren’t here just to check on me. They were traffickers.” (Y/N) had no idea. She was locked away behind the castle walls. Never ever admitted to sit in on council meetings or interact with other people besides the maids. Only learning about the outside world from them. However, most of her maids were born and raised in the castle since their parents worked in the palace. It made her sick to her stomach to know that it was happening in her world and she didn’t do anything to stop it. Not even giving herself the benefit of the doubt for not knowing. So she rubbed her belly to quail her queasiness.

“I’m cleaning up right now. So sit tight until I say come out. There could be more outside hiding.” Elise continued whatever she was doing before. (Y/N) didn’t give her any indication that she heard her. Too worried that if someone did come back they would find her which would put her in Elise’s way. So she sat and rubbed her stomach. That’s when she felt it.

She had felt kicks, indicating the baby was alright. That was until she felt another one on the opposite side of her stomach. Then she knew. Either her baby was going to be amazing and flexible- doubtable, impossible- or she had two babies on the way. She silently cried tears- happy ones because now she had two loves and they had each other, but also distraught ones- she had to give not one, but two babies away now.

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“Thank you Elise. You are an angel, I hope you know that.” (Y/N) lay in bed, healing, and rocking the sleeping babies in her arms. She never wanted to let them go. She loved them unconditionally.

“Oh stop it (Y/N)!” Elise became bashful, reluctantly but gratefully accepting the praise from the Princess. “Only doing what my mom taught me to do.” Elise continued to clean up around (Y/N).

“Yes thank you. I could have never done this without you.” She tiredly smiled at her friend.

“Well… I’ll leave you with them. To…yes I’ll give you some alone time and wash these sheets.” Elise didn’t have to say why she was leaving her alone with them. (Y/N) had to say goodbye. These tiny little beings are a part of her. She carried them for 8 months, fed them for 1 month, and loved them since she found out. She did everything…yet she still couldn’t keep them. Above all else her duty was to protect. Protect the people. Protect her children. Protect Juliette and Luka. She wept for the little lives she would never see again. And begged someone, anyone to make sure she would see them again. And above all else. For them to be safe and protected. She kissed both of their heads as tears slipped out of her eyes. She would mourn the loss of being a mother and continued to say goodbye to them in her own way.

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The journey was straining on (Y/N). Having only given birth approximately 1 month ago, she was still healing. She was able to travel though, even if it was almost unbearably uncomfortable. It was also taxing on her emotionally. She had just given up her babies with no promise of ever seeing Juliette or Luka again. She felt so utterly alone. But, she braced herself. She had to be strong. For herself, for Juliette, Luka, Elise, and her people.

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She arrived at the gates to the castle, her hands started shaking and she stiffened them to stop.

“Who goes there!” A military policeman shouted from in front of the gate. (Y/N) pulled down the top of her cape.

“Princess (Y/N) the ruler of humanity. I was on vacation,” pitiful excuse she knew but hopefully it would be enough of an excuse not to raise suspicions. Or worse, to receive a punishment. “I have now returned ready to help fulfill my duty.”

The military policeman gapped at her and quickly bowed. He was as stiff as a board.

“Yes your highness!” He quickly rushed to tell the rest of his comrades and opened the gate. (Y/N) rode through the gateway towards the doors of her once home. As soon as she got off her horse with help from another guard. Her father came strutting out.

Here it comes, she thought. Waiting for some pain to be inflicted. A slap perhaps? She wasn’t sure. A hard body had collided with hers. Embracing her. Her father was hugging her. In all her years she had never, never been hugged by her father.

“I was so worried,” his gravelly voice was laced with concern. He pulled back and looked at her. “You left no note! I thought you might have been kidnapped!” She didn’t know if this was a trick or not, possibly for the sake of the MP’s staring at them.

“I was on vacation, traveling the countryside. I thought I had left a note, but I see I had failed to do so.” She tried to be as genuine as possible. He let out a breath as parents do when their child does something wrong.

“Well no more vacation! You were gone for practically 5 months!” He exclaimed, “I’m just glad you're safe.” He pulled her back into a hug. “Come, you must be exhausted. I'll have someone take your bags to your room. You can eat there in comfort and then tomorrow you’ll tell me about all of your adventures.” She nodded thankfully with great fullness and walked to her room.

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No punishment befell the princess. At least for 1 week. She was lashed only 5 times- one for every month she had “ignored her duties”. She healed quickly because they were shallow, they still hurt like hell. The tears had been proof enough. She cursed Erwin for it, having brought this pain upon her. This heart break because her soulmate hated her, she lost her kids, the physical pain, and… she felt so utterly alone.

For the rest of the time she lived in the castle, no more punishments befell her. She supposed it was because the council and the king were afraid she would take a “vacation” again. Or they had taken pity on her, she truly did not care. No one had paid any attention to Elise’s disappearance when she seemingly vanished. It wasn’t uncommon in the castle when so many were fired by the council or her father for small things. It was rare though for someone born in the castle to be fired, but not so rare that it was new.

When wall Maria fell, (Y/N) panicked. She panicked for multiple reasons: her people, Elise, and her kids. She never ever forgot them and she never will. She was filled with worry and prayed they would be alright. She mourned for the losses of everyone.

She ended up opening orphanages for the children. 3 of them to be exact- 2 in the outer wall and 1 in the inner wall. She wanted to even help the underground by supplying food from the castle's kitchen. She was invigorated after the attack. She had to help, help everyone, her family, and herself. When she threw herself into her work she would forget for a little about the pain- not Juliette and Luka- just the pain of when she had to give them up. She started making a name for herself because of her work. Soon she was able to go to the balls because of her hard work and new official title from the people. “The Mother of Life” - quite fitting if you had asked her. They called her that because she helped so many survive starvation and helped so many children find homes and safe havens. She cultivated the growth of life.

Ikemen Sengoku:

Kennyo: Ridin’

Attack On Titan:

Erwin Smith: The Crown’s Commander Masterlist

The Boys in the Boat:

Imagines:

“Pretty Boy with Me” (Don x fem!reader)

Supernatural:

Incorrect Quotes:

"Fancy Pants" (Platonic Dean and Sam)

The Truman Show:

Series: The Truman and (Y/N) Show: (Truman Burbank X Reader)

Chapter 1: Day 10,909

Chapter 2: A New Morning

Chapter 3: 97.2 ST

Chapter 3.2: Endnotes

Chapter 4: Travelers Beware