A Destiel AU that someone did in fact ask for, paid for even; this is a commission piece for @ambersagen.
The Dragon Heir | Chapter 1: Change of Plans
by TheAuthorGod (feartheophanim) | ~1k words | Updates on Fridays
Summary:
It is a customary rite that, when the Dragon Heir comes of age, the seven kingdoms present them with a suitable candidate to wed. These candidates, if worthy, guide their traveling party to the Southernmost entrance to the Great Mountain. There, the Dragon Heir will choose a bride.
As King of Lebanok, the third kingdom, Dean has been assured by his adviser and brother, Sam, that he cannot simply ignore the call of the Dragon Nation; he too must at least attempt to present a candidate. However, there’s been a slight change of plans... for everyone.
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Dean and Charlie’s mission had been simple, find a princess for the Come-of-Age Heir of the Dragon Nation. Simple. Open and closed book. Wipe your hands of it and be off.
And it would have been, if they’d made it just 15 more hours.
“Oh, this is bad, Dean. This is bad.” Charlie was pacing in the limited fire light. As she wrung her hands, her armor ground together in ways that made Dean cringe where he sat on the other side of the clearing.
Poking at the fire, Dean sighed. “What is it?”
Charlie wasn’t usually the anxious sort. She was usually the ‘let’s get it done before I start to think about it too much’ type, which meant that she actively made sure that she didn’t get anxious. Dean liked that about her. It reminded him of himself and that was probably why he had become such good friends with her. As the Crown Prince, he hadn’t been given much choice in his life, but, when it came to Charlie, he never budged.
Now, after her training and a few years as his second, she was his best, most loyal knight. Of course, women aren’t ‘supposed’ to be knights, but, once she was in her full suit of armor, no one could tell anyway. So, they broke the rules a little bit. No one batted an eye at their close interaction while suited up. Most of the people who saw their closeness outside of their armor thought she was a mistress or consort. Little did they know.
And less still because Dean didn’t correct them. It kept people off his case about marriage and children and lineage and honor and fuck them.
Had some time before class. (Based on the post that said Chuck needed to walk in with Starbucks with no clue what was going on... can't find the post so, someone link to it please.)
We all should be aware that I REALLY like my best friend. Well, it gets worse. On Sat, she (and her sister) came out to the car so we could go to the movie and her dad waved us off like he usually does, sending me the 'don't you dare get in an accident while my daughter is in your car' look. All usual. Her sister just wanted to 'escape the house'. She even went so far as to say, 'I forgot how gross it is to be around you two'. She also commented that, 'Dad doesn't do that to any of my friends'. So, yeah, cool whatever. Then my friend says after a short silence, 'My dad says if we hung out anymore we'd be dating.' SO YEAH, ALRIGHT?!? Then her uncle, who thinks we are dating, invites me to Hawaii. Mikki had been invited a week or two earlier. (Side plot: Everytime we tell him we're not dating he mimes that his lips are sealed.) So... We're going to Hawaii. He even asked if we wanted two double beds or a single king bed. My friend's reply? "We don't need a king bed. We fit on my queen bed just fine." It wasn't until her sister (who was sitting next to her - I was across from my friend at the restaurant) started to grab for the phone. "No, no, no, no..." "What?" She clicked her tongue at her sister and rolled her eyes. "It's like you want him to think you're gay." SOOOOOOOOOOO I've been working like crazy to get everything settled to go to Hawaii with my crush/best friend with her uncle who thinks we're dating, his partner, her sister, and her sister's best friend who keeps saying, "I'll just start taking the pictures for your wedding PowerPoint-thing." WHICH ONE OF YOU FANFIC WRITERS FIGURED OUT HOW TO WRITE MY LIFE?!?!? AND COULD YOU PLEASE STOP - OR SPEED UP THIS SLOWBURN OR INTRODUCE A BETTER LOVE INTEREST FOR MY FRIEND... (Her current one is - as we both know and admit to - a male version of me with commitment issues. She usually ends up inviting me because he bails. She always says we have more fun than they would have.) PLUS SHE'S BEEN RAISED SOUTHERN BAPTIST AND I AM BASICALLY PART OF THE FAMILY ALREADY... Put me out of this purgatory, please?
