Fic: Family and Destiny
Title: Family and Destiny
Author: majorrogue
Pairing, Character(s): Brittany/Santana
Word Count : 1,494
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary:
Royals and Destiny | The Villager and Destiny | The Princess, The Villager and Destiny | Distance and Destiny| War and Destiny
Picnic
"I’m too old for this" Emma complained as she sat down next to me on the grass
"I’m surprised it took you this long to give up" I laughed. I had been watching her chase the prince and princess around for at least twenty minute with no success.
"Well if they don’t want the lunch I had prepared...." Emma said looking at the picnic
"Hey, you two" I shouted, both of the children stopped chasing each other nearly instantly “Me and Ms Pillsbury are going to eat all of this food as neither of you want it”
The children looked at each other and then at the food, then raced towards us trying to beat each other to the food.
Emma sighed “I don’t know how you do that Shannon”
“I make grown men do what I tell them every day, children are pretty easy” I laughed
The young princess and prince fell to the grass in front of me and Emma and grabbed a sweet roll each and smiled happily at us.
Protect
This had been the largest battle so far; it seemed the Prince’s presence had spurred on King Abrams’ forces.
The battle had started at least 4 hours ago and seemed to be near its end. Santana stood and looked around the battlefield, her armour was covered in other people’s blood and her arms ached from fighting. The surrounding area was covered in the dead, dying or wounded from both sides, there were still a few of Abrams’ men fighting, but many had now retreated due to the shear force and skill of the Queens armies.
As she stood in the silence of the battlefield she was suddenly distracted by a shout from behind her; she turned to see Sam at least a kilometre away running vaguely in her direction. She turned in the direction he seemed to be running and saw a woman on the ground with a man standing over her with a sword. A flash of blonde hair and Sam’s reaction made Santana realise that the woman was Quinn.
The man above Quinn raised the sword above his head with both hands and Quinn raised a hand to protect herself. Santana was too far away from Quinn to run to her in time. Time seemed to slow as she looked around the ground around her; next to a body she found a bow and quiver of arrows,
Santana pulled the bow back as the man’s sword was about to come down, Santana loosed the arrow as Sam entered her peripheral vision, the arrow pierced the man’s lower back and he quickly fell to the ground as his legs went from under him. His sword fell dangerously close to Quinn’s head as he fell on top of her.
Both Santana and Sam ran to Quinn, Santana kicked the body off her, to her surprise the body moaned as it rolled onto his back. Sam helped Quinn up and helped her walk away from the scene, but Santana stayed and looked at the man more closely, he was wearing an ornate helmet made of both silver and gold, which could only mean that he was prince Abrams, Santana removed the helmet and saw a much younger man than she was expecting. But she had no sympathy for him, he and his father had started this war; they had sent assassins to kill Brittany, they had invaded her lands.
She leaned close to his pain filled face
“Perhaps now you and your father will take no for an answer”
He screamed again in both pain and frustration, but Santana, turned and walked with Sam and Quinn back towards their camp still holding his helmet.
Plead
“And there is no cure?” The Queen asked
“We are yet to find one, Majesty”
The hall was filled with beds of people from a few villages north of the castle. An illness had broken out a month ago and many people were bought to the capital and the castle specifically so that the royal physicians could try to help.
So far it didn’t seem to be contracted by being around people who had the illness, so the queen and her consort visited every day or so to see how her subjects were.
The queen’s doctor followed them around introducing the queen to the patients. Yesterday they were introduced to a young woman who had somehow managed to bring her two new born babies all the way to the castle with her. Yesterday she had been asleep and they didn’t want to disturb her, but today she was awake.
When the queen came along the side of her bed she sat up slightly “Your Majesty” she said with a weak voice.
“Please don’t exert yourself” Brittany said sitting on the side of her bed. Santana stood behind Brittany and looked at the babies laying in a basket asleep next to the bed.
“How are you feeling today” Brittany asked holding the ladies hand
“I am as well as yesterday, majesty” she said weakly
“That is good, get some more rest and I’m sure you will improve soon” Brittany said starting to get up, but the woman took hold of her arm.
“Please my queen…… my children……” she started breathless
“Sugar, you should rest” the doctor said
She shook her head “Rest won’t help… I know that…. But my beautiful children…… they need to be taken care of….. when I’m gone…”
“Don’t speak like that, you will be fine..”
“No…..Please my children…..” Sugar pleaded
“Do not worry about your children, if anything happens to you, I will take care of them” Brittany assured her.
Sugar smiled and laid back down on her pillow and let go of Brittany’s arm.
Trophy
Brittany stood in front of the throne on the slightly elevated end of the Grand Hall watching as the returning troops entered. Leading them was Santana, her long blue cloak was blowing around slightly as she strode in and Brittany could see that the bottom of it was covered in dirt from the long journey back to the capital.
It had taken the best part of three hours from when the troops were first seen on the horizon to this moment and it was taking all of Brittany’s will power not to run down the three steps in front of her and straight into Santana’s arms. But she had to restrain herself and fulfil her duty as queen.
As it was, neither of them had taken their eyes off the other since the main doors of the hall had opened. Brittany had changed into Santana’s favourite gown and had had her hair decorated with flowers especially for this moment.
As Santana reached Brittany, she smiled widely then bowed and the rest of the troops followed suit. Brittany bowed to them all in reply.
“Your Highness” Santana said as she stood and faced Brittany “We have returned to you with a trophy of our victory over the Abrams’ kingdom”
Brittany hadn’t noticed the helmet Santana was holding until she pulled it out from under her cloak. Santana stepped closer to Brittany and presented her with the gold and silver helmet she had taken from the Prince.
“We have also negotiated a treaty with King Abrams for a cessation of hostilities towards your Kingdom” Santana then handed Brittany a folded and sealed document
“Thank you Captain, I am pleased to welcome you all back” Brittany said to the hall “and I am even more pleased to welcome you back as victors”
A cheer rang out through the great hall.
“I do not enjoy violence or sending good people to an unknown fate, I also do not enjoy saber rattling or invasion by neighbouring kingdoms. But I am lucky enough to have the bravest and best trained troops of this divided island and allies who are as good as their word. To prove me right you return to me triumphantly.”
Another loud cheer rang out
“To celebrate your triumphant return and to remember and thank those who did not return with you, a banquette will be held here tonight in your honour” if it was possible an even louder cheer ran out. Brittany smiled “Until then, please return to your families, tell them of your victory and of the banquette this evening”
Care
“Brittany you can’t, WE can’t”
“I told her I would take care of her children and that’s what I will do”
“But this…..”
“What would you have me do? I gave her my word her children would be taken care of, they now have no parents. It was bad enough that their father died in the Border War without even seeing them and now their mother died of an unknown sickness. We can’t leave them in an orphanage after I gave my word, what kind of Queen would that make me?”
There was silence for a while except for the sound of the two babies cooing.
Author: majorrogue
Pairing, Character(s): Brittany/Santana
Word Count : 1,494
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary:
Royals and Destiny | The Villager and Destiny | The Princess, The Villager and Destiny | Distance and Destiny| War and Destiny
Picnic
"I’m too old for this" Emma complained as she sat down next to me on the grass
"I’m surprised it took you this long to give up" I laughed. I had been watching her chase the prince and princess around for at least twenty minute with no success.
"Well if they don’t want the lunch I had prepared...." Emma said looking at the picnic
"Hey, you two" I shouted, both of the children stopped chasing each other nearly instantly “Me and Ms Pillsbury are going to eat all of this food as neither of you want it”
The children looked at each other and then at the food, then raced towards us trying to beat each other to the food.
Emma sighed “I don’t know how you do that Shannon”
“I make grown men do what I tell them every day, children are pretty easy” I laughed
The young princess and prince fell to the grass in front of me and Emma and grabbed a sweet roll each and smiled happily at us.
Protect
This had been the largest battle so far; it seemed the Prince’s presence had spurred on King Abrams’ forces.
The battle had started at least 4 hours ago and seemed to be near its end. Santana stood and looked around the battlefield, her armour was covered in other people’s blood and her arms ached from fighting. The surrounding area was covered in the dead, dying or wounded from both sides, there were still a few of Abrams’ men fighting, but many had now retreated due to the shear force and skill of the Queens armies.
As she stood in the silence of the battlefield she was suddenly distracted by a shout from behind her; she turned to see Sam at least a kilometre away running vaguely in her direction. She turned in the direction he seemed to be running and saw a woman on the ground with a man standing over her with a sword. A flash of blonde hair and Sam’s reaction made Santana realise that the woman was Quinn.
The man above Quinn raised the sword above his head with both hands and Quinn raised a hand to protect herself. Santana was too far away from Quinn to run to her in time. Time seemed to slow as she looked around the ground around her; next to a body she found a bow and quiver of arrows,
Santana pulled the bow back as the man’s sword was about to come down, Santana loosed the arrow as Sam entered her peripheral vision, the arrow pierced the man’s lower back and he quickly fell to the ground as his legs went from under him. His sword fell dangerously close to Quinn’s head as he fell on top of her.
Both Santana and Sam ran to Quinn, Santana kicked the body off her, to her surprise the body moaned as it rolled onto his back. Sam helped Quinn up and helped her walk away from the scene, but Santana stayed and looked at the man more closely, he was wearing an ornate helmet made of both silver and gold, which could only mean that he was prince Abrams, Santana removed the helmet and saw a much younger man than she was expecting. But she had no sympathy for him, he and his father had started this war; they had sent assassins to kill Brittany, they had invaded her lands.
She leaned close to his pain filled face
“Perhaps now you and your father will take no for an answer”
He screamed again in both pain and frustration, but Santana, turned and walked with Sam and Quinn back towards their camp still holding his helmet.
Plead
“And there is no cure?” The Queen asked
“We are yet to find one, Majesty”
The hall was filled with beds of people from a few villages north of the castle. An illness had broken out a month ago and many people were bought to the capital and the castle specifically so that the royal physicians could try to help.
So far it didn’t seem to be contracted by being around people who had the illness, so the queen and her consort visited every day or so to see how her subjects were.
The queen’s doctor followed them around introducing the queen to the patients. Yesterday they were introduced to a young woman who had somehow managed to bring her two new born babies all the way to the castle with her. Yesterday she had been asleep and they didn’t want to disturb her, but today she was awake.
When the queen came along the side of her bed she sat up slightly “Your Majesty” she said with a weak voice.
“Please don’t exert yourself” Brittany said sitting on the side of her bed. Santana stood behind Brittany and looked at the babies laying in a basket asleep next to the bed.
“How are you feeling today” Brittany asked holding the ladies hand
“I am as well as yesterday, majesty” she said weakly
“That is good, get some more rest and I’m sure you will improve soon” Brittany said starting to get up, but the woman took hold of her arm.
“Please my queen…… my children……” she started breathless
“Sugar, you should rest” the doctor said
She shook her head “Rest won’t help… I know that…. But my beautiful children…… they need to be taken care of….. when I’m gone…”
“Don’t speak like that, you will be fine..”
“No…..Please my children…..” Sugar pleaded
“Do not worry about your children, if anything happens to you, I will take care of them” Brittany assured her.
Sugar smiled and laid back down on her pillow and let go of Brittany’s arm.
Trophy
Brittany stood in front of the throne on the slightly elevated end of the Grand Hall watching as the returning troops entered. Leading them was Santana, her long blue cloak was blowing around slightly as she strode in and Brittany could see that the bottom of it was covered in dirt from the long journey back to the capital.
It had taken the best part of three hours from when the troops were first seen on the horizon to this moment and it was taking all of Brittany’s will power not to run down the three steps in front of her and straight into Santana’s arms. But she had to restrain herself and fulfil her duty as queen.
As it was, neither of them had taken their eyes off the other since the main doors of the hall had opened. Brittany had changed into Santana’s favourite gown and had had her hair decorated with flowers especially for this moment.
As Santana reached Brittany, she smiled widely then bowed and the rest of the troops followed suit. Brittany bowed to them all in reply.
“Your Highness” Santana said as she stood and faced Brittany “We have returned to you with a trophy of our victory over the Abrams’ kingdom”
Brittany hadn’t noticed the helmet Santana was holding until she pulled it out from under her cloak. Santana stepped closer to Brittany and presented her with the gold and silver helmet she had taken from the Prince.
“We have also negotiated a treaty with King Abrams for a cessation of hostilities towards your Kingdom” Santana then handed Brittany a folded and sealed document
“Thank you Captain, I am pleased to welcome you all back” Brittany said to the hall “and I am even more pleased to welcome you back as victors”
A cheer rang out through the great hall.
“I do not enjoy violence or sending good people to an unknown fate, I also do not enjoy saber rattling or invasion by neighbouring kingdoms. But I am lucky enough to have the bravest and best trained troops of this divided island and allies who are as good as their word. To prove me right you return to me triumphantly.”
Another loud cheer rang out
“To celebrate your triumphant return and to remember and thank those who did not return with you, a banquette will be held here tonight in your honour” if it was possible an even louder cheer ran out. Brittany smiled “Until then, please return to your families, tell them of your victory and of the banquette this evening”
Care
“Brittany you can’t, WE can’t”
“I told her I would take care of her children and that’s what I will do”
“But this…..”
“What would you have me do? I gave her my word her children would be taken care of, they now have no parents. It was bad enough that their father died in the Border War without even seeing them and now their mother died of an unknown sickness. We can’t leave them in an orphanage after I gave my word, what kind of Queen would that make me?”
There was silence for a while except for the sound of the two babies cooing.