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Nov 8, 2021

yelenassecretlover

your most obedient and humble, servant

anime: attack on titan

characters: knight! yelena x reader

warnings: some sexual tensions but nothing sexual occurs, fluffy kisses <3

words: 5.3k

a/n: felt super soft at the end so enjoy the fluff <3

Whispers of a village. Postings in the town hall. A knight is a position under many definitions; definitions no one can agree on. The whispers down the road utter different words compared to the quick breaths stained in the rich carpets of the homes on the hill.

Knight: A person chosen by the king to protect their kingdom righteously, and to uphold and exhibit all chivalrous values: honor, humility, valour, vigor, intelligence. To be the king's most obedient, and humble, servant.

One of the highest honors granted to those not lucky enough to be considered royalty. An apprenticeship in the knighthood is the golden ticket for many families to leave a legacy that matters. For those whose bloodlines can't grant them natural prestige and greatness; it was a ticket out of generational poverty and suffering.

Knight: Money, Power, Glory.

Whatever definition you may have, this definition is the one all can agree on.

Money,

The money you get from successfully completing your apprenticeship is enough to elevate your family and then some, if need be, out of poverty. Who wouldn’t take the deal? So you’re risking your life in a numerous of ways through brutal and grueling work, but it's still a no brainer. If you’ll die anyway, why not help your family out, with a nice payout.

Yelena didn't need the money. Her family had plenty. Being raised in one of the most prestigious noble families, luxury was all around her, in her. But the wealth was her family’s and whatever husband she would’ve been married off to. When you're a knight it’s completely different. The money, all of it, would be hers. Oh how she’d flaunt it so well; she was born to do so after all.

Power,

The ability to influence is no laughing matter. The places you’ll get access to, the people you’ll rule over. The idea was enough to get some people high, Yelena a victim of this.

A knight yields the strength of the mind, body and public. The people respect you for your job is not an easy one, and your status not a common one to achieve. Can you imagine their face’s now? As you walk through the crowd in your armour, the one you’d wear so well? Oh how the peoples faces would light up when they see you— no it's alright sir, you don't need to clean my boot with your mouth, I assure you I am merely doing my job. Yelena would practice in her private mirror. She dreamed of the day she’d finally be able to control rather than be controlled.

Glory,

For some villages having a single knight stem from them is their only claim to fame. And what a claim, serving and dying for the kingdom, your legacy would live on. As enticing as the other two gains of knighthood were, glory is what mattered. Glory is what ruled Yelena. For her Honor and glory were everything, both coming hand in hand, following one after the other. With the honor and glory she’d receive from being a knight she wouldn’t be subjected to the realities of the everyday women. It wouldn’t matter her class, gender, history, pastfuturepresent whatever— all that would matter is her role as a knight. And for that possibility Yelena was willing to sacrifice whatever and whoever need be.

However, will was not enough to allow you to be a knight. This was one of the highest honors in the kingdom may I remind you, not just any person would be allotted a position within the king's ranks. Yelena's status as the daughter of a noble family, who consistently churned out the most honorable, powerful, strong, ruling knights definitely helped play a role in her acceptance. Still, it was no easy feat. Acceptance was the easy part in her case, surviving the apprenticeship was another story.

Yelena would come to learn the apprenticeship was filled with the most vile, cunning and manipulative people; the ones who’d do anything to survive the four years. Yelena fit right in.

The sole daughter of a powerful noble, she needed those traits to survive her own home. Her cold, calculating and conniving self quickly rose to the top of the ranks, becoming the first female valedictorian. Soon after, the first female chief knight. Yelena was only 28, but the greatness she had already achieved was astonishing.

Before the achievements were even under her belt, any one fortunate enough to be graced with her presence would easily predict what her future held. It was witnessed in the way she carried herself, power radiated off her porcelain skin. Her eyes, oh her pitch black eyes, her mere look, relaxed but guard up; nothing could get past her eye that she wouldn’t notice.

It's the same reason the king was able to notice who she was before she officially became anything. Granting her his blessings when she was just a third year, accepting her with open arms into his home.

It's also the same reason why she currently found herself at dinner with him. The situation, not an unusual one. Yelana had been invited countless times to the table since her first encounter with the king. This time, however, it was not just the King and his most trusted knights, this was a family dinner— his daughters were present.

With becoming chief knight, you are granted a home in the castle, so you can best serve the king. This also meant you dined whenever the king and his family did, a great honor. Although, it seemed not all realized the honor a seat at the table granted.

“Who’s the new chick?” a bubbly voice inquired,

Yelena looked over to see you, one of the princesses. Your beauty caught her eye, but this was expected. Of course the daughter of a king was as beautiful as you, but seeing you herself was still shocking for Yelena. She quickly averted her eyes from you, as to not distract herself.

You found it amusing how she didn't dare look you in the eye. And it prompted you to give her a closer look. Upon further inspection, you were taken aback. You never thought a knight could be so beautiful.

Knights were usually so rough in personality and appearance. But Yelena? She was gorgeous, a timeless beauty. Her features were sharp and her skin looked so smooth. She appeared masculine with the heavy armor and short hair, but somehow was so femmine in the way she moved. Still, You knew she could kill her foe in a second. Her build was muscular and big. She was tall. She towered even over your father, and her hands were so large. Her fingers, so long and slender. You averted your gaze, not wanting your intentions to be known by the whole world.

Your looks, however, would not fool Yelena. Although this was the first time she'd be hearing your voice, seeing your face, the audible sigh Levi let out when you asked your question, let Yelena know everything she needed to know. She had no doubt about it, you were the problem child she's heard so much about.

Yelena took a mental note to keep an eye on you. She vowed to herself you would not stress her the way she knows Levi has been. This was an opportunity of a lifetime, a bored little princess like you would not ruin it for her.

“(Y/n), remember, she is the new chief knight. Yelena will work alongside Levi to protect our family.” King Erwin's voice even in casual conversation was drenched in power. Yelena felt a swell of pride whenever he mentioned her name. Her name in the king's mouth, she could get used to this.

You hummed at your dad's words. Before you could barrate him with a series of questions. The king knowing all too well your spirit stops you.

“(Y/n), please for this dinner let’s try to…hmmmmm…keep it peaceful for Yelena” your sisters all giggled to themselves. You always made dinners a little more amusing.

“hmmmmm ok, only one question, is that alright with you, misses knight?” You looked over to Yelena who simply looked up from her meal and nodded. It was written all over your fathers face the grave mistake Yelena had committed by nodding, the storm that would ensue. Levi quickly excused himself and gave Yelena his signature sympathetic frown, before quickly exiting the dining room. The king yearned to do the same, but a part of him was curious to see how Yelena would hold up against you, his most mischievous daughter.

“Misses knight, why exactly do you feel qualified to sit at this table?” You lock eyes with Yelena. Her stares cold and intimidating, but still, you continue,

“The manner in which you carry yourself is quite ruggish. Your reputation precedes itself, rude, cunning and with a higher than thou attitude. The way you didn't even attempt to make small talk with anyone. Who are you exactly but a mere knight? I wonder whether you are deserving of your title” you muse,

Your father chokes on his food, before clearing his throat. Not that anyone blames him. This blatant attack on Yelena was shocking to say the least, for who would question her?

Yelena was not surprised by your question, and disappointed you in her calm reaction. You would not be the first person to question her authority.

You of course are lying out of your ass. You just wanted to provoke Yelena. Isn’t chaos so fun? Playing with fire was one of your favorite pastime activities. You were unaware however, that you were speaking with fire herself, and you would soon feel the unpleasant burn she leaves on annoying little princesses who don't know when to stop.

“Yelena will suffice, princess” her deep voice rang. It sent shivers down your spine and perhaps somewhere else. It was a strange thing. You have been referred to by that name countless times, but something stirred within you when you heard her say it, when you heard her call you by your title.

“And to answer your question, your father is the one who graciously allows me to sit here, and grants me the qualification to serve you. Do you dare question the King himself?” Yelena's eye become sharp, and before you can respond to her she continues,

“As for my attitude, I don't recall my personality dictating my capability for this job. I’m sure my academic and battle honors speak for themselves, or do you prefer I be a bubbly idiot who constantly spews nonsense out of her mouth for attention with no real experience or knowledge” voice cold and laced in poison. You're filled with anger, and quickly open your mouth to defend yourself, but once again Yelena cuts you off,

“I wonder what qualifications you have to question my authority princess, must I remind you of your reputation, a C average student to put it nicely, with no outstanding achievements. That is unless you count the sheer amount of times you’ve been grounded, and I'm only including the times from your current. grown. age.” Your eyes widen with rage and shock, but when you open your mouth the words don't seem to come out. Yelena clears her throats,

“I hope that answers your question, princess” the mocking tone was enough to send you into a rage. But, before you could tear that bitch apart, your father quickly stands and ends the dinner. You see Yelena causally leave, and you are beyond furious.

How dare that bitch even speak on your record, she doesn't even know you. For some of us, school is hard or whatever. You vow to yourself to make that bitches life absolutely miserable. No way did she think she could talk to you like that and just walk away. No outstanding achievements? You could laugh. You guess you just had to show her what you were really good at…...raising hell.

………

After a few weeks, Yelena was finally able to acknowledge that she may have overestimated her ability to intimidate and control. The mere sound of her voice would bring men to their knees, so she was sure after that dinner you would fall in line and be in her hand. However, the opposite occurred . You somehow got worse. And her job got a lot harder than anticipated.

We’re talking constant interruptions in her office over mishaps that she knew you were the cause of. You’d think Yelena’s office was the town square with the sheer amount of complaints she kept getting. In the three weeks she had her office her door was never closed. And because it was her job, she had to resolve all the issues herself.

Yelena was not only incharge of battle strategies, training the knights, leading part of an army, you know the conventional things you would think her role would entail. She also had to deal with your nonsense constantly, and as reluctant as she was to admit, it was driving her mad.

The worst of the offenses was the constant leaving of the grounds unsupervised. Not only would you leave, she knows you were the one in aiding the rest of your calmer sister’s in doing so as well.

However, after taking some time to analyze your behavior, your movements became quite predictable. Many of the previous issues she had, she created plans to slowly nip them in the bud before they grew into further chaos, that includes the nightly outings.

You on the other hand were none the wiser to Yelena's suspicions. You were reeking havoc all across the castle and having too much fun to notice. It's not like anyone had any concrete evidence it was you setting all of the horses free, or who planted all those chickens in the west wing, or even the one who orchestrated the escape route by which all your sisters will leave the castle tonight to enjoy the commoners festival— definitely no one knew.

And Finally, it was the hour. The plan you hatched was full proof. Each of your sisters would leave through a different route to prevent being caught, and even if one was spotted it didn’t jeopardize the experience for all. Plus, the routes were ones you’ve used countless times and have never been caught before. Tonight would be a night of a lifetime, and as you got dressed you couldn’t help but be giddy with joy.

You wore a very revealing outfit that night. A tight velvety slip on dress, with a half corset that held up your breasts perfectly, so your cleavage was on display in just the right way. The dress had two front slits to properly show off both of your thick thighs and a cute pair of platform heels that were decorated with beautiful charms that dangle off the shoe as you walked. Charms that perfectly matched the ones on your ears, and the ones intertwined in your braids. To say you looked like a princess would be an understatement, right now you looked heavenly. So heavenly that as you walked through one of the old abandoned tunnels, heels clicking loudly against the floor, you didn't stop to see the very clear figure at the exit of the tunnel.

The sound of your shoes and the little hum you always sang when you were happy, alerted Yelena to come out of the spot she was hiding in to greet you. You didn't recognize who it was at first but Yelena recognized you. The sound of her voice made it very clear your night was gonna take an unpleasant turn you did not foresee.

“Looking very beautiful princess, may I ask, what’s the occasion?” Yelena inquired, but you could tell by the tone of her voice she didn't care much for the answer.

You saw as her eyes lingered on your figure. They traced your thighs, and hovered over your breast, far too long than they should’ve. You hoped to use this to your advantage.

“Oh nothing, just here to see you” you purred as you walked towards her. You hold both hands together behind your back to perfectly give off the innocent act but simultaneously push your boobs in Yelena's face. You figured it was working with the way her eyes struggled to maintain contact between you and your breasts. You merely smirked.

Yelena inhales deeply as she closes the gap between the two of you, and places a hand on your waist.

“Princess…..I urge you to go back to your….quarters…..” she exhales,

You press into her, earning a small barely audible gasp from Yelena,

“Princess, please, I’m begging you” Yelena lets out in a whisper. Her free hand finds its way to your face and cups your cheek. Your chubby cheek is so soft against her hand, you feel so delicate. Yelena almost implodes at the sight. The rowdy princess she’s struggled so hard to control, willingly in her hand.

Your soft curves, your full breast against her, tummy touching her, just looking into her eyes for any sign. It all leaves Yelena speechless and frozen. None of her years of experience could have prepared her for this. What do you do when the perfect pretty princess is just so blatantly asking you for something that could very well make you lose your job? Your reputation? Your everything?

“Princess…..Whatever fun you thought you would have tonight is better suited in your dreams.” Yelena murmured

“Just mine?” You whisper looking up at her. Yelena takes a deep gulp. She’s treading on thin ice and she doesn't want to fall right in, but the water, oh the water is so tempting. She softly pushes you away causing you to take a step back. Yelena moves her hand from your waist to the small of your back.

“To ensure you safely make it to your room, let me walk you there”, you give her a small frown and slump your shoulders in disappointment. It seems your knight is a lot more cowardly towards her own feelings than you expected, and it saddens you.

“There is no need I can find the way”, Yelena can hear the disappointment oozing from your tone. As much as she wanted to give in to her own desires she couldn’t. If she were to do what you wanted her to do, it would be the last time either of you would see each other.

“I insist, I wouldn’t deserve my bearings as a knight if I couldn’t do something as simple as this” Yelenas speaks softly. She gives you a look of a longing that makes your heart ache. You aren’t sure what to say to change the night, to change her mind.

You let out a deep sigh, and reluctantly let Yelena guide you to your room. The only noise heard were the small breaths the two of you took. The charms on your heels occasionally made a chime when they clashed, the only sound to comfort you as the two of you walked.

The both of you so cold.

The arrival on your door confirms your fate for tonight. You look into Yelena's eyes, one last time pleading, searching. But the look of longing that was once there was replaced by a familiar cold glance. She’s hidden herself from you again, so you give her a small smile and retreat to the familiar solitude of your room.

………

A month has passed since that night. Yelena pushed the experience to a vault deep in her heart, and chalked it up to you trying to get past her. You didn't actually want anything to do with her, why would you? You just wanted to distract her, and your attempt was promptly haunted, as it should be, by her. So, she made herself forget, it was easier than dealing with the possible implications of that night.

Your behavior didn't change. Chaos followed right behind you like a shadow. And now this worried Yelena because It was right around the time where she would be getting her first evaluation. And as she made her way down the long corridor to the king's personal office, she couldn’t help the small bead of sweat that was gathering on her eyebrow.

The large oak door covered in meticulous carvings signaled to Yelena she had arrived at her destination. With a deep exhale she opens the door. Inside she is greeted by King Erwin behind his desk wearing a very stern face, and Levi sitting in a chair next to him with a neutral expression.

Yelena makes her way to a chair placed in front of the desk, not too close a couple feet back, and with the king's hand signal, sits. Levi clears his throat and begins.

“Honestly, I'm sure you already know this, but the work you’ve been putting out is outstanding to say the least.” He looks over to the king whose face remains the same before looking back at Yelena and continuing,

“In only two months you’ve already been able to reform some important procedures and make them more efficient. Even the knights have changed with your new leadership, somehow you’re scarier than me—” Levi’s voice is cut off by the King.

“As lovely as all this recap is, can we cut to what matters please? I'm sure Yelena is well aware of the areas in which she excels in. Let's discuss the ones she's very clearly failing in”, Yelena does not react but her heart drops. She was hoping her outstanding work would overshadow the little princess problems she's been having.

“hmmm, very well sir, 150–” Levi plainly states before the king once again jumps in,

“Did you hear that? 150 incidents, Yelena if you will, in the span of two months how many days are there?” Yelena internally sighs knowing this isn’t going anywhere good.

“Approximately 60 days sir,” the king hums and nods his head to her response.

“Exactly, perfect. So now I want you to tell me how there are 150 incidents when there aren’t even that many days for said incident’s to occur” He stares Yelena down but she refuses to buckle under the pressure and stares back.

“Well sir if your daughter wasn’t so unruly— ”,

“I'm gonna stop you right there. My daughter wasn’t so unruly when Ackerman was in your position. 100, that's the highest number of incidents we would have any year, sometimes less but never more. You have managed to outperform that number” Yelena couldn’t believe what the king was saying 100? In the entire year? She was in deep shit. Why was the princess doing this to her? She wasn’t sure, but she was still gonna defend herself from your behavior.

“But sir—”,

“Yelena, as much as I love and adore your skill sets and personality, I can get anyone to lead the army. We are in times of peace after all, what I can't get is just anyone to control my daughter. If you can't fix this little issue you're having I will gladly give your position to somebody else.”

“ Sir I—”,

“Dismissed”. Yelena looks at the King who’s already begun shuffling through his papers, and accepts defeat.

“Yes sir”.

Yelena slams her fist on her desk the minute she gets into her office. Whatever person was just about to knock on her door to report another incident immediately scurries away, and for that she is thankful.

She ignores the pain on her palms as she sits on her desk trying to think of anything, absolutely anything that could help the situation. She can admit she's been purposely ignoring the princess and hoping you would just tire yourself out. But now, she couldn’t run away from what was directly in front of her. If she couldn’t keep the princess in check it would cost her everything.

Yelena throws her head back on her chair and sighs as she mentally prepares herself to face you. Why is this so difficult? She’s never had an issue she couldn’t crush with her bare fist and yet here you were. Yelena lets out another deep sigh as she gets up and makes her way to your room.

………

You're lazily reading a book on your bed when you hear a gentle knock on your door.

“Come in,” You think it's your father with how soft the knock is, but when you look up to see who has just stepped in your room, you're surprised to be greeted by Yelena herself. You can't help but break into a grin.

“Now, what brings you around these parts. It's been a while since I last saw your face” you muse. You notice Yelena's posture is anything but playful, her shoulders are slumped, her hair a mess and clothes untucked— unusual to her normally pristine look. Something is wrong. When she drops to her knees your eyes go wide. The chief knight, on her knees, for you?

“Princess I come to you, and beg of you, on my knees, with full desperation” when you look into Yelena's eyes, you can see she's not lying. You start to feel bad. You can already suspect what she came to ask you.

“Please, this job, this kingdom, it's my entire life. I understand that I offended you, and I crossed a line I shouldn’t have. I'm so sorry for my words, princess please I’m sorry for what I said” you look at her and bite your bottom lip. Even you can admit you may have taken it too far these last few months. It's not like Yelena was wrong when she said what she did that dinner, so you decide to be merciful. You walk over to Yelena and cup your hand around her cheek, and give her a small smile.

“Please stand” Yelena follows your command, and now you're craning your neck to look at her and stretching your arm to keep your hand on her face. You trace light circles with your thumb on her cheek.

“I'm sorry too. I'll do better, I promise” Yelena looks in your eyes to see if this is just one of your many games, but doesn’t detect any malice. She shyly nods her head.

“Thank you princess, I really appreciate it. I'll take my leave now.” Yelena bows her head at you before promptly leaving the room.

You throw yourself on your bed and let out a heavy sigh. Why did you actually feel bad for her? Why do you care, ugh all these emotions were so frustrating. You pick up your book and continue where you left off. Yelena, however, never truly leaves your mind.

………

A week goes by with no complaints, or incidents, and Yelena feels as if she can finally do her job properly. The peace and tranquility, however, is short lived.

When Yelena receives the bad news she's in the combat quarters training a small group of rookie knights. A man comes rushing in, out of breath, barely understandable, but his message is clear. Princess (y/n) is missing and nowhere to be found in the castle, they suspect she's in the town.

Yelena doesn't even bother to change out of her workout attire, a tight fitted top, bandaged hands and some loose pants, when she storms off. The rookies receive a grunt from Yelena to indicate the lesson is over. All of them thankful they are not on the receiving end of her anger. Yelena is pissed. She can't even think straight. All she sees is red when she hops on her horse and speeds off into town.

You tried. You genuinely tried to keep it under control. But these last few months was the most freedom you've had in your 25 years of life. How could it be at your age still tied down to your room. You didn't realize how horrible it was until you finally got a taste of what it's not like. What it was to be in the town with the people, actually having friends. You felt bad for Yelena but you couldn’t go back to how it was.

You walked around the town square and marveled at the view you kept from yourself for the last seven days. The people were as lively as ever walking around and bustling about on their business. You weren't planning on doing much, just viewing, and you did just that. Greeted friends, ate some treats and just looked at the world. You feel happier than ever and decide to head to a certain book store you really love.

You make your way down the path you know and reach the familiar alley you always cross to get to the store. You don't think much of anything until you are being slammed against the wall. You let out a yelp as your back hits the brick harshly. You look up and are greeted with an absolutely furious Yelena. You see a vein pop out of her forehead, and her arms are on either side of your head trapping you. For once you are actually scared of her.

“Funny seeing you here princess” Yelena spits through her gritted teeth. Your heart and mind are racing trying to think of ways to get out of this situation. You nervously give her a fake smile in hopes of her relaxing. But she slams her hand against the wall next to you, the noise causing you to jump.

“You promised me” Yelena huffs out in between heavy breaths. You just bite your lip pathetically, not knowing what to do. Your silence frustrates her more.

“So that's it? What? That big ass mouth of yours has nothing to say for once? No explanations”, you take a deep gulp.

“I-Im sorry really, you don't understand how hard-”,

“Hard it is? Is that what you were gonna say? Oh how hard it must be to be living in a literal castle, to have servants at your beck and call, and have no real consequences for your own fucking shitty actions. Hard? You must be a comedian princess ” Yelena lets out a cackle.

You start tearing up at her words. You didn't mean to come across as entitled, you were just lonely. When she hears your sniffles Yelena's attention turns back to you and her heart aches. She knows what it's like to be locked up in a room, only allowed out when meeting potential suitors, it's horrible. Besides that, seeing those small tears fall on those chubby cheeks of yours, the ones she loves so much, completely shattered her.

“ ‘m sorry, 'm just so lonely” you choke out through your sobs. Yelena grabs you into an embrace and you cry into her.

“No, no, I’m sorry I should’ve been more considerate. I was just frustrated. I understand how you feel.” Yelena tries to soothe you, caressing your back with her hand and holding your head to her chest with the other.

“I get lonely in my office too” you hear Yelena whisper, It causes you to look up at her, lashes glistening with the tears you just shed. You look into Yelena’s large, dark eyes, and see warmth. You look back down and snuggle into her chest. Yelena lays her head on top of yours and strengthens her embrace.

“How about we make a deal,” Yelena's voice is soft and delicate. You hum in response.

“You’ll stop sneaking out, and in turn I’ll keep you company. That way we’re both no longer lonely. And if you ever want to go out you’ll come find me and I'll take you to see whatever it is you want. How does that sound princess? Do we have a deal?” You nod into Yelena and she lets out a heavy sigh. She can feel a weight fall off her shoulders.

She gently grabs your face with her hand and places a gentle kiss on your forehead. You both stare at each other warm in the face. Yelena had other responsibilities to tend to, but for now she’ll embrace you and you’ll embrace her. Seeking each other's warmth for the time being.

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