forum "Your army looks filthy, but you certainly don't" (Closed)

Started July 31, 2019 by Deleted user

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One of the Coles darted at her, knife at the ready.

Elise tried to evade it, but it skimmed the skin of her back, leaving a rather ugly cut. Suppressing a groan, she readied her blade and charged at the Cole that she thought was the original.

The real Cole was next to her. He lunged at her and tripped her, pulling her weapon from her hand and holding her down. "Gotcha," he said with a smirk.

Elise looked up at him, shocked. "W-what?!" She sputtered in disbelief. How…

Cole smirked even more and heaved her to her feet. "Come on, Pretty Girl, admit it. I won."

"Pretty girl?" A light pink color rose to her cheeks. She crossed her arms and sighed, "You technically won, yes." Elise hated to lose. This fight was no exception.

"Technically?" Cole laughed. "Sweetheart, I won both the battle and your heart." He smirked at the rising blush on her cheeks.

Elise avoided his gaze. "Fine, you won the battle." She put emphasis on the word battle, but left out the word heart. It was true, she did think he was quite attractive. But she wasn't about to let her pride fall and just admit that.
"And that means you get to… capture me." She said, hesitantly. Elise didn't like it too much, but a deal was a deal.

Cole shrugged. "Yup. And you can deny it all you want, but I'm right, and you know it." He gave a mock bow. "Come with me, my lady."

"Tch. Lead the way then." She was still acting pridefully.

"As you wish, Your Highness." With a quick movement, he tripped her and caught her, inches from the ground. His face was close to hers. He smiled slightly. "Care to repeat that?"

Elise was visibly flustered. "Er, no." She said, her voice high pitched and a bit squeaky.

"Why not?" He asked, face still inches away from hers.

She turned her face away from him. "Put me down." She commanded him.

"Put me down please," he said with a smirk. "Manners are everything, Highness. Didn't your fancy tutors teach you that?"

She took a deep breath to collect herself. "Put me down please." She said as threateningly as possible.

"As you wish." He dropped her into the mud and straightened.

Elise groaned when she hit the ground. She internally cursed Cole for being a smartass and got up, trying to scrape the mud off of her. "What do you intend to do with me?" She asked. "Besides drop me in mud."

"Hmm," Cole said, tapping his chin. "I don't know yet. There are so many possibilities…" He smirked at her. He whistled, and his horse came galloping over. He swung astride and held out a hand. "Come, Highness."

Elise reluctantly took his hand and swung herself up on the horse. "Well then, just pick a possibility and roll with it," she said, seemingly impatient.

"As you wish." He smirked, kicking his heels into the stallion. It reared and galloped away.

Time skip

Elise was tired. She had been trying her hardest not to lean on Cole so she could rest, but was starting to falter. Her eyes snapped open once more when she realized that, again, she was close to resting her head on his back. Her gaze looked up at his base (castle, home, wherever-) and she raised her eyebrows. "Not what I expected."

Cole smirked to himself. "Why?"
The castle was more of a fortress. The gate was tall and sharp, gleaming black and dangerous. It stood on a cliff overlooking a smooth golden-paved road leading into a clean, neat village.

She shrugged. "I just expected something more… rustic," she let out a short, harsh laugh. "Nothing like what I'm seeing right now."

He shrugged. "Well, I'm almost offended. Come, my lady," he said mockingly, sliding off his horse and holding his hand out for her.

Elise sighed again, slightly annoyed. She willingly took his hand and slid off the horse.

Cole grinned at her. Soldiers came to line up at his back, and he sauntered through the gates. He led them to the throne room, where he sat down, waiting for something, as it seemed.

Elise stood in front of him, not sure what he wanted. "Well? Have you decided?"