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bobasheebaby · 4 years ago

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Wildflowers- Cordonian Ruby chapter 9

Pairing: Ruby Rys x Beau Larkin; Ellie Larkin (Nana); Olivia Nevrakis

Word count: 1,372

Warnings: mention of dead parents, mention of assassins

Summary: Ruby and Beau get married

A/N: This chapter took it out of me, I seriously need to stop setting myself up to write weddings ‘cause writing them is hell. (My muse thinks them up and then digs her heels in the sand as we try to write it.) Usually I’m done a day or two early and get a head start on next weeks chapter, this week that did not happen so I may have to take a week or two hiatus for me and my muse to bounce back and get back on track.

A/N2: A major thanks @sirbeepsalot for all your graping, prereading, editing, and pushing me. This would not be done without you and some crazy surge of inspiration. I love you boo! Thank you to my snippet reader @loveellamae who screamed appropriately.

Series warnings: character death, blood, surgical procedures done by non medical personnel, may go NSFW in the future. May contain gun violence, knife violence, threats, not sure how dark this will go. By requesting to be tagged you acknowledge you are at least 18 years of age.

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Disclaimer: I own Ruby, Galen, Lovett, and Beau, I’m borrowing Bastien and Olivia from PB.

Olivia gazed at Ruby, a soft smile on her lips as she took in the young woman before her. Ruby was a vision in the simple white wedding dress and braided bun with delicate blue wildflowers tucked between the twists. Even the cowboy boots that had made Olivia roll her eyes looked absolutely perfect on the young bride.

It was hard to believe that this was the same child that Bastien had rescued twenty-one years prior. Back then she had thought herself weak for fleeing the country, now she knew she had made the correct choice for everyone.

“You look stunning Ruby, as beautiful as your mother on her wedding day.”

“Thanks Mama,” Ruby gave a soft smile, “was she as nervous when she married my father?”

“She didn’t have time to feel nervous, there had been a few attacks, there was one, well two on the day your parents married.

The first one was when we were getting dressed, your mother kicked ass, got dressed and went and married your father. Then in the middle of the reception your mother and I were abducted, we managed to free ourselves from our bonds, but that wasn’t the end of our fight.

Your father came to rescue your mother and together they were a force like no other. They fought back to back and won, then we all went back to the reception.

You have the same fire in you that both your parents had, I can see it in you during every tournament.

You will be victorious in taking down Bradshaw, you and Beau have the same connection your parents had. There isn’t a doubt in my mind that together you shall prevail.”

Ruby nodded, she’d long ago gotten used to her mama knowing exactly what was bothering her without asking. While she was still concerned about the fight to come she knew better than to argue with the woman who raised her.

“Now that we have that out of the way I have a gift for you. I wish I could give you one of your mother’s pieces of jewelry but we couldn’t risk returning to the palace to retrieve them. We didn’t know how long we would have to escape before Bradshaw started to look for you.” Olivia looked at the small box in her hands, “while it’s not your mother’s I did have her favorite earrings replicated for you.” She lifted the lid of the box revealing four small round rubies clustered around a tiny pearl. “Your mother’s were gold and sapphires, I thought these would suit you better. Your father gifted your mother many pearl pieces, so it felt more fitting than gold.”

Ruby looked at the earrings in awe, tears pricking at her eyes, “they’re beautiful Mama, thank you.”

- - -

Ruby gave her appearance one final cursory glance at the sound of a soft knock at the door, “come in.”

“Oh Ruby,” Ellie said with a gentle smile. “You look absolutely beautiful. Beau won’t be able to take his eyes off of you.”

“Thanks Nana,” Ruby blushed at the older woman’s words. “for everything — hosting, allowing us to use your space.”

“Don’t even mention it dear.”

Ruby shook her head; Nana would always welcome anyone into her home and family. What if I fail, never see them again? I’m taking Beau away from them … She turned away as tears welled in her eyes.

“What’s got you down today?”

Ruby quickly wiped at her eyes, thankful for the waterproof mascara. “I just don’t want to fail. I’m taking Beau away and —”

“Hush now, none of that.” Ellie soothed, hands clasping Ruby’s as she pulled her to sit by her side. “First, you are doing no such thing, I knew Beau would be the first to marry since the day he brought you here.

The way he looked at you, and you looked at him, I knew he’d follow you to the ends of the earth.

Second, you won’t fail,” Ellie raised her hand as Ruby went to speak, “you might not succeed in regaining your country, but that doesn’t mean you failed.”

She brushed at her lavender skirt, “take it from an old woman, failing is not even trying, not losing when you’ve done everything in your power to overcome obstacles.

Crown or no crown, your birth parents will be proud of you.”

Ruby gave a grateful smile, “I needed to hear that.”

“I’m sure your mother has already told you the same.”

“She has,” Ruby nodded, “I don’t know it just seems different hearing it from someone else.”

“Oh yes, it’s harder to believe a parent.” Ellie patted her hand. “Now, I think it’s about time for your father to walk you down to my Beau.”

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From the second Bastien walked Ruby down the grassy aisle to Beau time went lightning fast.

As she tried to recall the ceremony she was met with flashes of colorful wildflowers lining the aisle, and tied to the wooden arch. Beau’s vows to her were the only part of the ceremony she could remember; his heartfelt words touching her deeply.

Ruby, I never thought I would meet the love of my life when I was only seventeen. You have always surprised me and kept me on my toes from the moment we met.

You are the perfect mix of sweetness and knock you on your ass. There isn’t one thing about you that I would ever want to change.

You are strong and fierce and love with your whole heart. Anyone who is loved by you knows just how special that is.

You are selfless and kind and take every pain those close to you feel as your own without a second thought. You are amazing and you take my breath away every day.

Who knows exactly what our future will look like, but I know that together we can conquer any adversary we may face.

If there had been any remaining doubt in her mind that Beau felt forced to leave behind the life he knew, his words pushed all uncertainty away.

- - -

Ruby smiled as she finally scanned over the barn turned reception space. She could see small details that showed how hard Mama Jo had worked to blend her and Beau into the wedding in only a month's time. The quickness of the wedding felt natural, after five years together there was no reason to have a long engagement. Mama Jo really does know best.

Twinkle lights in mason jars hung from the rafters, small centerpieces of wildflowers adorned each table, the most surprising touch was the pressed wildflowers on each name card, only her mother and father knew she saved each and every flower Beau gave her in that exact way. She wasn’t usually one to be so sentimental but she couldn’t bear to watch the flowers he brought her wither and wilt, so she took to preserving each one.

She quickly looked away before tears could sting at her eyes. Today was a celebration, the last time she and Beau would be able to see most of their friends and family for the foreseeable future.

She let out a laugh as she spotted Beau dancing like a fool with her younger brothers to a pop song she couldn’t quite place. While Beau and Lovett danced like nobody was watching she noticed that Galen was a little more reserved as always.

She quickly crossed the large barn to the dance ‘floor’, her boots thumping against the wooden floor with each step. “Come on Galen, let loose a little,” she grabbed his hand lifting over her head and giving herself a twirl, “it’s a party.”

“Only for you RuRu.”

Ruby stuck out her tongue, “you don’t get to call me that … but I’ll let it slide just this once.”

“Whatever you say Ru-by.”

Ruby shook her head, allowing herself to get lost in the music she was positive Lovett must have picked. Her sapphire eyes sparkled as she danced around with her brothers and husband.

She watched as her family, both old and new, the people she always had and those she just found enjoyed themselves. She couldn’t help but think, maybe everything would be okay.

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zoey-wades · 5 years ago

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Start Spreading The News

Ship: King Liam x Lyra Frasier (MC)

Rating: PG-13 (For minor smut)

Summary: Queen Lyra Frasier-Rys visits the local Valtorian Elementary school and gets a surprise.

-x-

Lyra could sometimes forget that she was married to a king.

Golden pink rays of the early morning sun peeked through the heavy ornate curtains, and surrounded her husband in a gentle glow. She watched him as he peacefully slept, his bare chest rising and falling evenly, and his dark, messy hair contrasting with the cream colored silk pillow beneath his head. The hint of a smile pulled at the corner of his lips when she shifted next to him, and his warm hand absentmindedly rested against her protruding stomach.

He looked like an ordinary man, sleeping peacefully next to his wife. And it was only in the comfort of their bedroom that they could be just that.

The little one kicked Liam’s hand, and Lyra let out an involuntary gasp at the action.

“Oh!” She whispered, pressing her hand over her husband’s, “Wow, that was a strong one.”

Liam peeked at her through heavily lidded eyes and grinned, “We might have an athlete on our hands.”

“I sure hope not,” she interlocked her fingers with his, and lifted their joined hands to her lips, “You’re enough of a handful with your constant energy.”

He raised an eyebrow and rolled over on his side to face Lyra, pulling her closer and placing small kisses along her cheek, “You didn’t seem to mind my energy six months ago.”

His lips traveled down her neck, and he stopped to gently nibble the soft spot just under her ear.

“Liam,” Lyra whined, biting down on her lower lip. She felt him smile against her skin, when he reached around to slide his hand beneath the hem of her silk nightgown and grab a handful of her ass.

“Have I ever mentioned how beautiful you look in this, my love?” Liam murmured into her bare shoulder, tugging at her lacy strap with his teeth and kissing the exposed deep russet skin.

No one warned her that the hormones would ruin her life like this.

Every touch seemed to light up all the nerves in her body. Every night ended with the couple making intense love, and she spent her days excited to see her husband again. Sometimes she’d lock eyes with him during council meetings, he’d smile at her, and she’d have to stop herself from dragging him to the bathroom for a quickie. Even now, she found herself shivering with the need to be pinned down and--

Shit.

“Baby,” Lyra ran her fingers through her husband’s hair, as he kissed down her chest, “I gotta pee.”

She rolled herself out of bed, and shuffled over to the bathroom as he laughed at the sound of her peeing through the closed bathroom door.

“Are you sure we can’t? Not even just a quick closet bang sesh?” Lyra wiggled her eyebrows, and Liam snorted at his wife’s antics. She adjusted the soft pink tweed blazer that draped comfortably over her stomach, and shook her butt in the mirror to test the security of her matching pink skirt’s waistband. She virtually looked almost like her old self, as her maternity wear was custom made to give her some semblance of privacy. The last thing she wanted was an influx of articles talking about how big she was. Not that she really cared, but the internet could be extraordinarily cruel when it wanted to be. And she felt more sensitive than usual, lately.

Liam lovingly twirled one of her thick curls around his finger, and let it spring back into place, then wrapped his arms around her, “Just think of it as something to look forward to tonight.” He kissed her pouting lips.

“Fiiiiine,” she sighed dramatically, tossing her head back, “You’re lucky I love kids, or I’d cancel and take you right now.”

Liam sharply sucked air between his teeth and kissed her on the nose, “When did you get so aggressive?”

“Blame your child.”

“Oh, it’s my child now?”

They giggled together, and a quick knock on the door interrupted the two as Mara poked her head in.

“Your Majesty, it’s time.”

“Thank you, Mara. I’ll be right there.”

The older woman bowed and shut the door behind her. Propping up on her tiptoes, Lyra cupped her husband’s face in her hands.

“One from me, and one from the little one,” she pressed two sweet kisses to his smiling lips, “We love you.”

“And I love you. Both of you.” He leaned down and kissed her stomach.

-X-

Lyra’s first visit to Valtoria’s local elementary school occurred shortly after her coronation. Her initial visit aimed to get to know the parents and children she had responsibility to look after, and she often checked in with the community to see what they needed. Lyra made a point to do whatever she could to form a bond with the people of her duchy, as this was a new experience for everyone involved. After all, it had been ages since they last had a duchess, and this was Lyra’s first official home in Cordonia. After learning of her pregnancy, Lyra reached out to Valtoria’s school district once again and found that the children were eager to see her.

The start of the school year brought about a flurry of activity in the school hallways. Colorful posters welcoming the queen decorated the walls, and streamers in crimson red and gold draped every doorway. As the click of her heels echoed down the halls, Madeline briefed her on what to expect from the visit. She rapidly flipped through her color coded binder, rambling off some facts about the number of kids, and the parents in attendance, who the teacher was, and what they expected from Lyra. And as usual, Lyra only half listened. Truly, all she could think about was her own child one day roaming these halls. She imagined them laughing with other children, learning about the country she loved, playing those silly childhood games and coming home to her covered in dirt. She thought about packing lunch for them (if she could), and smothering them in kisses before they left every morning. She lovingly rubbed her stomach, before the group accompanying Lyra came to a stop in front of a closed door.

“Here we are,” Madeline snapped the binder shut, “Mrs. Dennigan’s first grade class. I’ll check to see if she’s ready.”

She gently knocked on the door, and after a beat, a kindly older woman with dark olive skin and bright brown eyes peeked her head through a crack in the open door. Her long silver hair sat in a neat braid on her shoulder, and her thick glasses sat perched along her nose. She stepped out and firmly closed the door behind her, before executing an elegant curtsy. Lyra briefly wondered how often the older woman was in the presence of the last duchess as a child.

“Your Majesty, it’s an absolute honor to have you here, again. The children are so excited to see you.”

Lyra felt her cheeks warm up at the thought, “And I’m so excited to see them. I even brought them some goodies.” She motioned behind her to the chefs she brought along, who carried with them trays filled with mini Cordonian Ruby apple pies.

“Oh! Thank you so much,” Mrs. Dennigan smiled brightly, “I’m sure they’ll love this far more than the animal crackers I brought for them today.”

She and the older woman shared a giggle before she grasped the handle behind her.

“Ready to see them?”

Lyra nodded enthusiastically, “Absolutely!”

A large banner decorated the front of the classroom, welcoming her to the school. Decorating it were a bunch of small rainbow handprints, along with the Cordonian and American flags. A few of the children drew illustrations of her, Liam, and a baby between them, with a colorful interpretation of the New York City skyline on one side, and the palace on the other. The children stood in front of her, cheering and waving both country’s flags in their hands.

“Good morning, Queen Lyra!” They sang out in a chorus of tiny voices.

It took all of 4 seconds after entering the classroom for Lyra to burst into tears. She heard the snapping of cameras, and knew she had to reel it in before she broached ugly crying territory. Mrs. Dennigan graciously handed her a tissue, and she dabbed her face, shooting her a grateful look.

“All of this for me?” She asked, pressing a hand to her stomach, “Oh, gosh, you didn’t have to do this for me. Being here is enough of a gift as it is.”

“We actually have one more thing for you,” the teacher motioned for her to sit in a chair placed at the center of the room. Lyra wasn’t sure her heart could take anymore cuteness, but she obliged, sitting in front of the smiling group of 6-year-olds.

A little girl walked forward, clutching a bouquet of wildflowers in shaking dark brown hands. Her black, coily hair was parted into two plaits that sat on her shoulders, and she nervously pushed her glasses up her tiny button nose. She was just like Lyra when she was a child, it was almost uncanny. She couldn’t help the widening smile that graced her face as the child curtsied and handed her the flowers. She then pulled out a small piece of paper to read.

“Dear Queen Lyra,” she began, with an adorably serious look on her face, “Thank you for coming to our school. It makes us really happy to see you on TV, 'cause you’re really nice and make everyone smile. We are happy that you and King Liam are having a baby. And we hope you and the baby are happy to be here, too. We want to sing for you, and we really hope you like it. Love, Room 204″

Lyra clutched the flowers to her chest and reached out to the little girl before she reentered the group, “Is it okay if I hug you?”

She shyly nodded and reached out to Lyra, sinking into her embrace. Cameras went off around them, and the baby kicked in response, causing the little girl to start in her arms.

“I think the baby likes you,” Lyra assured her, causing the little girl to blush.

“Thank you, Queen Lyra’s baby,” the child curtsied again, before hurrying back in the line, and Lyra laughed happily.

Mrs. Dennigan sat at the computer and clicked around as the children got into place. The opening notes of a familiar Frank Sinatra song filled the speakers, and Lyra’s heart lurched in her chest. The children began to sing:

Start spreadin' the news, I'm leavin' today I want to be a part of it New York, New York

These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray Right through the very heart of it New York, New York

It was at this point that Lyra felt that strong pang of homesickness that she hadn’t felt in so long. She watched the little ones sing to her, slightly off key, while trying her absolute hardest to hold it together for them. New York reminded her of so many things. She missed her family, her old friends, her old neighborhood haunts and the cheap Brooklyn walk-up. She missed sitting on the roof during those hot, disgustingly sticky summer days, and the ice pops she’d get from the bodega down the street. She thought of her bar job, and how she hated it, but also missed the regulars who told her stories of triumph and tragedy.

It was also where she fell in love over and over again, with girls who never really stayed and guys she never took seriously. It was where she fell in love for the last time with the first person who made her picture forever. She could remember the way his eyes lit up when he saw the Statue of Liberty, and tasted freedom on her lips for the first time. And she could remember the breeze coming off of the harbor, whipping her hair around her as Liam slipped the ring on her finger.

She swallowed down the lump in her throat as they reached the climax of the song and raised their arms.

And If I can make it there I'm gonna make it anywhere It's up to you, New York New York New York!

Lyra leaped to her feet and clapped along with the rest of the adults in the room, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Cordonia was home. But New York was home.

And she missed it deeply.

#playchoices #trr #trh #king liam x mc #naja writes

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bobasheebaby · 4 years ago

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Phoenix Found: Interviewing the Heir [Fluffy ABC’s]- Cordonian Ruby

Pairing: Ruby Rys x Beau Larkin; Ana DeLuca

Word count: 3,493

Warnings: pure mushy sweetness that will rot your teeth it’s all fluff

Summary: Ruby and Beau are interviewed by Ana.

A/N: Based off of @pixelburied’s fluffy ABC’s. Modeling after @blackcatkita’s Ana DeLuca interviews. With the entire country thinking the heir dead and her returning with a spouse I thought the best way to really introduce them to the public would be a sweet fluffy Ana DeLuca interview.

A/N2: A major thanks @sirbeepsalot for all your graping and prereading. I love you boo! Thank you to my snippet readers @loveellamae and @burnsoslow who screamed appropriately.

A/N3: I know this is so incredibly late and I have no excuse other than I’ve been in a crazy funk and even just pushing ‘post’ was far too much for me.

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Disclaimer: I own Ruby, Galen, Lovett, and Beau, I’m borrowing Bastien and Olivia from PB.

A – Anger (What was their first fight about? Any big or recurring arguments?)

Ana DeLuca smiled as she sat, smoothing out her charcoal pencil skirt.

When she had first received the call from the blocked number she was positive it was nothing more than a cruel prank. By the end of that call she was one of few trusted with a secret that would change everything in Cordonia.

She stared at Ruby seated across from her, her blonde hair pulled back in a perfect braided chignon, hands folded neared in her lap. She was truly an understated vision in ivory lace shift dress.

Ana was blown away with the grace and dignity she portrayed at twenty one years of age. The way she’d greeted her and politely objected to any use of titles for both herself and her husband was impressive, looking at her now she could almost believe she had been raised in the palace instead of on the run.

Beau, Ruby’s husband and true prince regent sat next to her looking slightly less comfortable than Ruby. He didn’t look out of place per say, but the slight grimace in his smile wasn’t lost to Ana. She looked down at her tablet, quickly reading over her encrypted and password protected notes taking note they’d come from Texas; it was likely that Beau was new to the world he was thrown into. She didn’t doubt that Liam’s daughter hadn’t be able to find someone who could adapt quickly to the new life and media circus that came with it.

“Your Ma— Ruby, Beau, I’d like to once again extend my gratitude to your willingness to speak to me and allow the readers and country get a glimpse into your life.”

“Please Ms DeLuca, don’t mention it. We are honored that the same woman who interviewed my parents would be interviewing us, and traveling outside of Cordonia to do it to boot.”

Ana nodded, making a note that the country’s true queen was as modest and kind as her father and mother had been. “Please tell our readers what your first fight was about, do you have any big or recurring arguments?”

Ruby smiled, glancing at Beau, “we don’t really argue, mostly it’s just small disagreements over things that really don’t matter.

It’s usually just silly things that are easily resolved and soon forgotten.”

B – Best (What would they say is the other’s best trait?)

“What would you say is the best trait your partner possesses.” Ana queried.

“Her selflessness,” Beau said, taking her hand into his, “she was ready to break up with me so I wouldn’t have to leave my family behind.

She doesn’t like to cause anyone else pain, unless it’s on the mat, she would endure every ounce of pain so others wouldn’t have to if she could.”

“His kind and understanding heart. He listens without judgement. I don’t think there is anything I haven’t been able to tell him over five years together.”

C – Camera (How do they document their relationships? Who likes to take pictures? Or videos?)

“How do you document your relationship? Who takes the most pictures?” Ana asked.

“Beau for sure, I have a few selfies of us on my phone, a shot or two of just him. Mama and Papa didn’t really take a lot of pictures when I was growing up.”

“My parents took all the pictures and RuRu sometimes yells at me that I’m taking too many pictures.”

D – Dates (What are their dates like?)

“What do your dates look like?”

“They are pretty laid back, a picnic here and there, stargazing, he took me shooting a few times, we’ll do movie dates …”

“Movie dates at home, I learned the hard way you can’t take her to the movies.”

“Oh,” Ana arched one perfectly sculpted eyebrow, “why is that?”

Beau’s cheeks turned beet red as he realized her assumption, “nothing like that. She talks during movies, a lot, to the point we got kicked out.”

E – Early (What was the first month of dating like?)

“Please tell our readers what your first month of dating was like.” Ana requested.

“Oh god, it was awkward, at least to me.” Ruby replied, fighting the urge to bury her face in her hands.

“I was sixteen and Beau was seventeen, our first date he took me shooting on his grandparents farm.

I was tempted to downplay my skill but I didn’t.”

“She not only outshot me, she was better than my cousin’s too.

When I praised her ability she tried to deflect, something that she only did with me.”

“He called me out on it, told me I could be proud of what I could do. After that it got a little easier, but it was still nerve wracking for me.

Beau was my very first date. I was nervous as hell, but Beau was just so sweet and comforting that eventually I was dreading the day my parents would decide we needed to move and leave him behind.”

F – Friends (How is their relationship with each other’s group of friends?)

“What is your relationship with your partners friends? Do you get along with one another, or are you at odds with each other?” Ana questioned.

“I was still the new girl at school mostly sticking to myself when I met Beau. The other girls couldn’t understand why I’d purposely get sweaty so it was easier to stick to making friends at the dojo.”

“My friends were quickly won over. I think they were more afraid of Ruby kicking their ass than me if they didn’t.

But they get along well, they teased us both equally for marrying so quickly.

Thomas, my best friend, feigned being hurt that she never gave him a chance to steal her away.”

G – Gifts (Do they like giving each other gifts? What kind?)

“Do you enjoy giving each other unexpected gifts? If so what kind of things do you give each other?” Ana inquired.

“Beau gives me wildflowers out of the blue, just a few blooms, but every time I press them in a book to preserve them. I have enough that I could have used the pressed flowers for my wedding bouquet.”

“Wait, you saved them all?”

“Mmhmm, only my parents knew so when I saw that your mom incorporated pressed wildflowers into the place cards I was surprised at first.

Your mom also asked for all the ones I saved and said she’s going to use them for our wedding album.”

“I can’t believe you saved them all.”

Ruby shrugged, “they were gifts from you and I couldn’t bear to see them wither and die. Now they will live forever in our wedding album.”

H – Hugs (All things involving hugs)

Ana tapped her Stylus against her tablet as she looked at the next question. “Affection, how often do you hug one another?”

“Ruby is more of a cuddler than a hugger.”

“You are just so cozy. Beau tends to hug me from behind and rest his head on mine.”

“We aren’t overly affectionate, at least not in public, when we are at one of our houses though we are almost always touching in some way.”

I – Inside Jokes (Do they have any?)

“Do the two of you share any inside jokes?” Ana questioned.

“The only one that comes to mind includes Papa.

Beau accidentally cracked two of my ribs when we were doing duel training. So occasionally when Papa will hear Beau telling jokes he will say ‘jokes better be the only thing you’re cracking’ it’s so stupid but also funny because Beau felt so horrible after that he offered to allow me to crack his ribs.

I just brushed the injury off, if I could continue to compete with a broken nose and a bloody gi I could handle a few cracked ribs.”

J – Jealousy (Who gets jealous easier? How do they show their jealousy?)

“Who gets jealous the most often and how do you show it?” Ana asked.

Beau and Ruby shared a quick look. “I don’t think either of us has ever been jealous before.

I believe part of loving someone is trusting them. I love Beau more than anything and trust him with my life.

I truly feel if either of us ever did get jealous it would just mark the beginning of the end of us.”

K – Kiss (How do they kiss? Who usually initiates?)

“Next question, who is the one to initiate kisses more often?”

“I’d probably say Beau. He likes to kiss the top of my head, my forehead, just little reminders he loves me.”

L – Love (How do they first say those three words?)

“Love, please tell us, how did you tell the other and who said it first?” Ana requested.

“Beau did, we were stargazing in the back of his pickup truck and when he said it, I was surprised. Not because he loved me, but how nervous he was.

His palms were all sweaty and he probably was terrified I wouldn’t feel the same way, we were young, he was eighteen and I was still only seventeen.

When I said it back, he just stared at me stunned.

I don’t know why he was so shocked, he’s just this sweet, amazing guy.” Ruby tucked a stray blonde curl behind her ear. “It’s one of my favorite memories actually.”

M – Movies (What kinds of movies do they watch together? Is it a regular Netflix ritual?)

“What kind of movies do you enjoy together? Is Netflix a ritual for you?” Ana inquired.

“Beau hates watching movies with me. I’ve taken taekwondo since I was five years old and developed a passion for the martial art. I even wanted to be a stuntwoman when I was younger. I always point out any inaccuracies in the fighting scenes and it can be a lot sometimes.”

“Don’t hate watching movies with you, at least anymore. I certainly had to get used to how animated you get during action scenes, now I just think it’s cute.

Ruby likes action packed movies, I love thrillers or anything scary really. One time my younger sister AnnaBeth somehow convinced Ruby to watch some sappy chick flick, Ruby’s words, and it didn’t go well.

Mostly we just pick something that we can both enjoy and avoid the rom coms.”

N – Nicknames (Things they call each other)

“Do you have any nicknames for each other?” Ana asked.

“I call Ruby RuRu, she hates it. I only use it when she’s in her head or worrying it always makes her stop and laugh.”

“I don’t really have a nickname for him.”

“You called me honey bun.”

“Once and as a joke. I was hoping it would make him stop calling me RuRu, it didn’t.”

“You know you secretly love it RuRu.”

“I’m not dignifying that with an answer.”

O – One (Tell us about the moment they realized they were with the one.)

“Could you tell our readers the moment when you realized that your partner was the one?” Ana questioned.

“When I proposed to Ruby I told her that if I had to pinpoint exactly when she stole my heart it would probably be our first date.

When I actually realized it was much later. I actually think I realized how much I cared for her when I struck her too hard with the practice sword. She barely blinked even though you could tell it hurt like hell. I was so upset that I offered to let her injure me back.

I’m pretty sure it was then that I realized I would do anything for her, we’d only been together for a little over a year and were still young so I didn’t think about it too hard, but I just knew she would be the only woman I’d ever love.”

“I realized I loved you the same day.

You were so upset you hurt me, frantic and begging me to hit you back, I remember looking at you and just thinking that I couldn’t ever cause you harm, even accidental.

The way you worried and cared about me, I just knew I wouldn’t find anyone else I’d love the way I love you.”

P – Pizza (What is their favorite food to eat together?)

“That is just adorable.” Ana said, “what is your favorite food to eat together?”

“Ruby will eat just about anything. She’s never afraid to try something new.”

“Beau is more of a creature of habit, he will try new things but prefers his favorites. Pizza is something we share a lot, although he’s particular about his toppings.”

“Pineapple is not a pizza topping!”

“It is and it’s delicious.”

Q – Quit (Do they break up? Almost break up? What happened?)

“Was there ever a time when you broke up, or nearly broke up? What happened to make you question your relationship together?” Ana inquired.

“While I thought we would have to break up, we never did.

My parents moved us around a lot, Texas was the longest we ever stayed in one place. We moved there when I was fifteen and a half and we didn’t leave again until we came here.

My parents saw how happy Beau made me and decided that we were safe enough to stay.”

“You keep talking about moving around, how often did you do that?”

“Every two to three years or so.

When I was younger I found it exciting though I didn’t understand why we always had to move, now I know it was just to keep me hidden and safe.”

R – Rainy Days (How do they comfort each other on dark days?)

“How do you comfort each other on a dark and rainy day?” Ana asked.

“We just started living together since we left Texas. Mostly it would be little texts or if one of us was really down Beau would stop by.

We started keeping a pillow and blanket in the downstairs hall closet for when he stayed over. Sometimes I’d be in such a crappy mood that we’d fall asleep with him holding me, usually on the couch, sometimes in my bed.”

S – Soft (Something one of them did that turned the other into absolute mush)

“What is something your partner has done for you that turned you into mush?” Ana requested.

“Ruby very rarely turns to mush.”

“I really don’t,” Ruby nodded in agreement, “I’m not overly sentimental, with the exception of keeping all the wildflowers.

Your proposal, the way you refused to see my title as the end of us when all I could think about was that I couldn’t take you from your family, that turned me to mush.”

T – Texting (Do they text each other a lot? What do they usually talk about over the phone?)

“When you are apart how do you stay in touch, do you text or talk on the phone more often?”

“We started dating when we were still in high school so we spent a lot of time apart.”

“We’d send texts between classes if we couldn’t walk to the next class together.”

“We also sent a text at night if we couldn’t call.”

U – Unique (Tell us about some of their odd habits that surprised one another.)

“Do either of you have any unusual habits that may have caught the other off guard?” Ana questioned with a raised eyebrow.

“Well, we met in high school, most of the girls were all boy crazy and obsessed with the latest fashion. Ruby didn’t really care about what the other kids thought, she wore what she found comfortable, I’m pretty sure most of the time she had her hair up in a messy bun with zero makeup on and still blew all the other girls out of the water.

It was the way she didn’t allow all of the high school bullshit to change who she was that really surprised me.”

V – Vanity (Something they’re proud of in themselves and their partner)

“What is something that you are proud of in yourself and your partner?”

“The way Ruby will change her entire life just to help others.”

“Beau …”

“What? No one expected you to save an entire country, but you took on the problem without a second thought, you just care so much about people even those you haven’t met, I love that about you.”

W – Wedding (Tell us about your wedding head canon if they’ve gotten that far. Or if not, have they talked about it?)

“We know you got married before returning home, could you tell us a little about the ceremony?” Ana asked.

“It was small, very simple.”

“We held it on Beau’s grandparents farm. We were married outside under an arch of wildflowers. Only close friends and family.”

“My mom planned it.”

Ana’s piercing blue eyes widened in surprise. “You didn’t plan it together?”

“No, Mama Jo has been supportive of us going to Cordonia from the beginning, the only thing she wanted was for us to get married before we left. She knew that Beau and I would be busy trying to find any weakness to exploit so she offered to plan the wedding for us.

She took such care in weaving both of us into a laid back farm wedding — you could really see that she put all her love into planning our wedding for us.”

“Do you feel like you missed out by allowing Beau’s mother to plan it for you?”

“Absolutely not. She planned that wedding in a month, I never could have done that myself. Plus it was even more special, she really took in account both of our likes and wove them into this beautiful wedding.”

X – X (Something they hate about the other)

“Is there anything that bothers you about the other?” Ana questioned, poised to jot down the answer.

Ruby pursed her lips in thought, “Beau’s a little messy.”

“I’m not messy, you just like everything perfect and precise and I’m more casual in my cleaning.”

“I’ve seen your room! You have clothes all over the place!”

“I just forgot to put them away.”

“Oh so is that why our room in the suite looks like a hurricane came through on your side?”

“Okay, fine I’m messy. But you have to admit you are super organized and get upset if something picked something up and didn’t put it back exactly right.”

“You’re actually neater than Galen, if I can live with him living with you will be a cakewalk.”

Y – Youtube (What are they like online? Do they post about their relationship constantly?)

“You are both rather young, what is your online presence like? Do you post a lot about your relationship?”

“Ohmygod no. You would think that maybe having parents who constantly make sure your safe would make you rebel and go against them but I’m really a very private person.”

“Ruby doesn’t have any social media account. I have a private Instagram account that I barely use.”

Z – Zoo (Are they into animals? Do they want pets? What kind?)

“Okay, last question, what are your feelings on pets? Do you have any? Want pets? What kind of animal would be the perfect pet for you?”

“Ruby hates animals—”

“I don’t hate animals, I just don’t want a pet. Your golden retriever Sampson would be my only exception.

Mama and Papa never let us have any pets as children, and it never bothered me. I would probably go crazy with all the shedding.”

“Does that mean that the future princes or princesses will forgo pets?”

Ruby felt annoyance bubble up at the roundabout way Ana asked about having heirs. “We are still young, and while we do want to have a family some day we aren’t worried about it at the moment.

Personally I think the pressure put on all newly married or engaged couples to immediately have children to be ridiculous. The pressure put on royal couples is that much worse, everyone watching and waiting for that telltale bump, claiming the stability of the country is counting on a child.

My parents are proof that an heir doesn’t secure your country, they were killed because an egotistical tyrant who held a centuries old grudge couldn’t handle hearing ‘no’.

To answer your question about having pets, I would be perfectly content not having any, but I could probably be swayed to consider having one.”

“Thank you, it was wonderful to learn more about Cordonia’s heir and her husband. I’m sure our readers will love getting to know the long lost heir and her husband in such an intimate light.” Ana stated, gathering her things up to leave. She glanced down at her encrypted notes, in a few days time she would be releasing the story of the century ...

A/N: I would love to say the next chapter will be next week but I’ve been in a funk where I can’t be bothered to read or write so I can’t make any promises. I have finally been making some progress on the next chapter this past week and I hope it continues but no promises of when I’ll be posting.

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