#AUMedieval CallofDuty

[sunflowerzyk]

Royal Guard Simon Riley x Princess Reader

Part2. Part3.

SFW Part1.

Simon has a simple task, to keep the King's youngest daughter safe. A simple task for his finest knight.

That's what it was supposed to be, having to deal with a spoiled little girl 24/7.

But when I met you ..... You were spoiled, of course you were, but you were noble at heart, you genuinely wanted a quiet life for everyone, playing the role of queen, doing your late Andre's chores like organizing festivals and parties, inaugurating events on behalf of your father.

You were... A good person. He thought.

The society, the cruelty had not broken you as many... Like him, an old man who served all his life to your father's kingdom, with no other purpose but the adrenaline of war.

With a couple of bushes with sweet fruits that you picked every so often with him by your side. Standing guard. You called him. As if everyone didn't know about your little orchard that stained your dress with dirt as well as your hands when you knelt down to pick the fruit.

"Look what a mess you are". Simon complained in a low, calm voice, there was no real reprimand, but his tone was still harsh. Not used to talking to anyone other than his soldiers.

He moved his gloved hand to remove strands of hair that clung to your sweat-covered forehead.

In time he grew accustomed to your company, and discovered that despite being spoiled you had quite a few restrictions, no youthful lovers, you were terrified of talking to people in formal gatherings and loved having a small orchard hidden in your garden which he soon discovered.

"Just a little bit of dirt". You stood with a tired snort, holding a small basket of blueberries and other things with one hand and with the other gently pulling his hand away to wipe away the sweat.

You only caused the dirt to mix with the sweat making a worse mess.

"stop that, Princess, come on, you must have a bath."

Simon couldn't help but smile behind his helmet, seeing you, a princess whimsical about food and fine fabrics with pastel colors.... Dirty.... It generated ideas in him that he pushed away immediately.

He grabbed your wrist and dragged you inside the palace. He forgot when he started touching you willingly.

You just nodded, humming happily with your basket of berries, walking beside your guard dog that you had grown very fond of. Pushing your own limits of formality.

Thinking that next time you would behave more brat for he to hold you like that again.