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The Princess

Note: Hallo, this is for one of my lovely mutuals. @uniquemekylieb

Summary: A medieval au

Length: 2707

Characters: Dwayne x Kaya (OC)

He was the sworn sword of Princess Kaya since he was eighteen. His only job was to follow her around and ensure she was always safe. So, that was why he was standing off in the corner during a royal ball. His hand held the hilt of his sword, always ready to defend if needed. His eyes followed the princess on the dance floor. She was dancing with some High Lord of a neighboring kingdom. A fine suitor. Seeing such a beautiful woman dancing with someone so unworthy of her made him clench his teeth. He always felt he could be a much better match for Princess Kaya. After all, he spent every waking moment of the last ten years protecting her, and he was always willing to put his own life on the line to defend her. He couldn’t help but wonder why she didn't see how much he cared about her. Was it simply that he was just her loyal knight, and she couldn't see him as anything more than a servant?

He continued to watch as the princess danced with the High Lord, feeling more and more frustrated with each passing moment. Once the dance was done he watch as the Princess took her rightful place next to him again. He looked down at her as if waiting to hear her thoughts of the Lord. It was something she had always done. He was always curious to hear her thoughts about the men she had just danced with. She had been his lady for years, and he knew that she always had something to say about everything, so it was surprising when she didn't say anything now.

He waited for her to say something, wondering if she was just tired from all the dancing or if there was something else on her mind. However, she just continued to stare ahead, silently watching the other dancers.

“Are you alright, M’lady?” he asked her softly.

He glanced over at the princess to find her staring silently in front of her, as if deep in thought. She didn't seem to be paying attention to anything around her, and he couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking about.

"My lady, are you alright?" he repeated, this time with a bit more concern in his voice.

At the sound of his voice, Kaya looked up finally, seeming to come out of her thoughts. "Oh, yes, I'm fine," she said quickly, as if trying to downplay whatever had been on her mind.

"Do you wish to get some air?" He questioned. "I'm sure the party will not miss you for a few moments."

Kaya looked up at him for a moment and then nodded slowly. "I think some fresh air would be nice," she said.

"I can escort you outside, my lady," the knight said, offering her his arm.

She took his arm and let him lead her outside, where the air was much cooler and quieter. They soon found themselves alone in one of the garden pathways, away from the crowd inside the castle.

"Are you positive that everything is alright?" He says once they were out of the ballroom.

"Yes, I'm fine," Kaya said quickly, but he could tell there was something wrong.

"Kaya," he said, stopping in the path and turning to face her. Dwayne only used her first name when they were alone. She had told him years ago that was what she wanted rather than hearing her title all of the time. Her eyes were downcast, as if trying to avoid meeting his gaze.

"You can tell me if you're worried about something," he said gently. "You know I would never judge you or think less of you."

Kaya raised her head, and he saw a tear in her eye.

"M'lady what is ever the matter?" he asked concern lacing his voice.

"It's just-" she said, then cut herself off as she tried to find the right words to express how she was feeling.

"I just feel like..." Kaya let out a sigh as she struggled to articulate her feelings. "I just feel so alone, you know?"

She looked up at him, her eyes still teary, and he was reminded of the little girl he had sworn to protect all those years ago. The scared little girl that used to hide behind him whenever nobles visited. The one that used to put flowers in her armor. The girl he had sworn to protect.

"You will never be alone," Dwayne tells her as he takes her hand in his, "not when I am by your side."

Kaya looked at Dwayne, and for the first time, she noticed the way he was holding her hand. It was gentle and caring, as if he really meant what he said. The two of them stood there in the garden path, and she felt safe and protected in his arms. The knight's words rang true now, and she couldn't help but wonder if she had been blind to something right in front of her this whole time.

"You're right," she said softly. "I will never be alone as long as you are here with me."

"Would you like to walk the gardens?" he asked her. He did not want to think about what the look in her eye meant. Not now. Not when she had so many worthy suitors still in the ballroom waiting for their chance to dance with her. Wanting to marry her.

"Yes, I would love to," she said, relieved that he didn't try to press her for information. She walked with him, taking a deep breath of the crisp night air. She felt calmer and more relaxed than she had in a long time, as if all of her worries had dissolved away in the cool night breeze. "Thank you for taking me out here," she said after a while. "It's so peaceful compared to how rowdy things were inside."

"Of course, Princess," He says with a bow of his head, "You've danced with quite a lot of men already. No harm in taking a moment to yourself."

"Yes, and I'll have to dance with many more," she said lightly, but he could hear a hint of anxiety in her voice.

"You do not seem very enthusiastic about the idea of dancing with anyone else," he said, turning to look at her with concern in his eyes.

She was quiet for a moment, before she finally replied, "I just..." she said, stopping and taking a deep breath. "I just don't want you to be offended if I dance with another man."

"Why would I be offended?" Dwayne tilted his head as he turned to look at her.

"I'm supposed to be looking for a suitable husband," Kaya said, seeming nervous even to discuss the subject.

"I've been invited to dance with several other men, and I wouldn't want you to feel upset if I accepted a dance request from one of them."

She looked at him, worried about his reaction to the idea of her dancing with someone else. He was, after all, the one whom she was closest to at this ball.

"I am your worn sword, m'lady. Your protector. It is your duty to find a suitable husband and that can never be me," he tells her, "so, you must dance with every noble to see who is your perfect match."

"I know, and I will," Kaya said, still feeling uneasy at the thought of him seeing her dance with someone else.

"I'm just glad to have you on my side," she said, smiling at him earnestly. "I always feel safe when you're near.” They walked in silence for a few moments, savoring the peace of the night sky and the quiet beauty of the garden. The flowers were blooming and their sweet scent was in the air.

"Can I ask you a question?" she finally said, after a while.

"Of course, Princess," he nods.

"Do you think it's possible for someone to feel a true and deep love for another person without ever getting married to them?"

Kaya looked up at Dwayne, waiting for his answer with bated breath. She didn't know how he would respond to her question, and she was terrified that he wouldn't understand what she was trying to say. She hoped he would understand, because she felt like he deserved to know how she really felt about him.

"Yes," he nods, "I think it is possible. Why do you ask?"

A smile spread across Kaya's face, as if she was relieved to hear him say that, "I guess," she said, "I was afraid that if I married someone else, I would be abandoning the person I truly love." She looked at Dwayne, seeing the expression of confusion on his face. He was clearly confused by her words, and she realized that she had to be more clear. "I think I love you."

"M'lady," Dwayne whispered. He stopped walking and turned to face her. He took her hands in his gently. "I will follow you anywhere you go. I will not leave your side for my love for you runs too deep for me to leave you alone." He confesses.

Kaya suddenly felt her cheeks turning red as she took in Dwayne's words. He was confessing his love for her, and it was almost too good to be true. "Dwayne, I-" she started to say, but was cut off as he leaned in and kissed her. They stood still for a moment, both of them frozen in shock. Kaya felt as if she was in a dream. She had never thought that she would find someone who loved her like this, and she was so incredibly happy that it turned out to be the one she had been with all this time.

"Will you dance with me?" he asked. They were in the middle of the garden now. A spacious place surrounded by hedges to keep prying eyes away. Candles that a few servants lit at the beginning of the night still cast a soft glow around them.

Kaya smiled warmly at his question, feeling happy and excited as she took his hand and allowed him to lead her towards the center of the garden. The sound of the nearby fountain could be heard, and the candles in the area cast a warm glow over everything. The air was still, and there was no one else around, creating a peaceful and romantic atmosphere. "Yes," she said, turning to face him. "I would love to dance with you."

Dwayne placed his hand on her hip as the other hand laced their fingers together, "Forgive me if I fumble. I am not as graceful as your other suitors." He pulled her close as he moved them around the garden slowly. They could still hear the faint music coming from the ballroom that they had just left.

Kaya let out a soft laugh as he began to move her around the gardens. "Do not worry, Dwayne," she said as she placed her hands on his shoulders. "You're doing fine. You're a much better dancer than most of my suitors." She looked up at him, feeling happy to be spending this time with him. She could see the passion in his eyes as he danced with her, and she felt like they were sharing something special. "You know, I'm beginning to think I already found the man I wanted to marry."

"M'lady, your father would never approve," he tells her softly.

"I know," Kaya said, feeling a pang of sadness as she remembered that her feelings would never be approved of by her father. "He's always wanted me to marry someone from a powerful family," she said bitterly. "He's never cared about what I wanted or who I loved. He just sees me as some kind of pawn in his political games."

She looked up at Dwayne, feeling a tinge of sadness as she thought about the situation. "I'm sorry, Dwayne. I know I shouldn't be talking about this."

"You are not just a pawn Kaya," he tells her, "You are a princess. A highborn who should be marrying someone with the same status. I was never worthy of you but being by your side is enough for me." He twirled her around as he continued to lead their dance.

"You've always been worthy of me, Dwayne," Kaya said, her voice taking on a tender and sincere tone. "Just because you weren't born into some noble family, it doesn't change who you really are." She looked up at him, feeling happy as she continued to dance. "You're the most selfless person I've ever known, and you always put my needs and feelings above your own. If anyone is worthy of marrying me, it's you."

"I wish I were able, M'lady but I cannot ask you to leave everything behind just for some lonely knight," He tells her.

"Dwayne, I would leave everything behind for you," Kaya said, feeling a tinge of pain in her voice as she remembered that her father would never approve of her marrying someone like him. "You're not just a lonely knight, you're the man I love," she continued. "I don't have a choice in who I love, and I can't make myself stop loving you just because of our difference in stations." She looked up at him with pleading eyes, trying to make him understand.

"Princess," Dwayne whispered, "we would always be on the run. Do you think your father is ever going to stop coming after us if we do this?"

"I do not know," Kaya said, feeling a pit in her stomach as she realized that she was proposing a radical idea. "But I also know that I can't keep pretending to care about those pointless political games as if they matter more than my own happiness," she continued. She looked up at Dwayne, realizing that he was right and that they would always be on the run. But she felt like it was something she had to do. "I refuse to let my father dictate how I live my life anymore. I'll do whatever it takes to be with you."

"Princess," He stops dancing with her for a moment, "this will be dangerous but... if we pass the boarders of the neighboring kingdom he would have no power to stop us."

"Then let's do it," Kaya said, feeling like she had made a decision that she wouldn't regret. She took Dwayne's hand and pulled him towards the edge of the garden. "We might not get a chance like this again," she said, looking up at him with a determined expression on her face. "Let's take this chance and run away together."

"You will have the luxuries that you have now, princess," he warns, "we will be peasants and we will have to find work."

"I don't need luxuries," Kaya said, feeling more and more certain that she was making the right decision. "All I need is you."

She looked up at Dwayne, feeling a newfound sense of freedom as she finally left the life of a princess behind. They were going to make their own way in the world now, and she felt like they could do anything as long as they were together. He wrapped his arms around her before he kissed her pouring all of his love into the kiss. Kaya felt her world melt away as Dwayne's arms wrapped around her and she lost herself in the passion of the kiss. She knew that they were taking a risk, but she didn't care. All that mattered to her right now was being with the man she loved. She pulled away from the kiss eventually, looking up at Dwayne with a dreamy expression on her face. "Let's go," she said. "Let's run away together."

“Come we can take a horse from the stable,” He pulls her out of the garden away from the castle, away from her father, and away from her duties. He led her to their freedom. To their life where they would be able to love each other without worrying about status. Where their love would be able to flourish.

#dwayne the lost boys #the lost boys oc #the lost boys fic

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