A Beautiful, Terrible Thing 3

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James woke up only once he felt Y/n’s hand slap his chest, he looked to her it looked as though she was crying. “Y/n.” He shook her to wake up. She shot up out of bed, her chest heaving up and down rapidly.

“James.” She leaned into his body, the first intimate touches she ever gave him, she leaned on him for strength and comfort in a moment of hurt. “E-everything was on fire, tone and burnt.” She cried.

“My moon and stars, I will never let anything like that happen to you nor our Kingdome.” He promised.

“It all seemed so real.” She still sobbed. James laid down, pulling her close to him, pulling the fur blankets over their bodies, calming her down, once he made sure she was a sleep was when he allowed himself sleep.

Y/n awoke fining James nowhere in sight, Wanda came in along with her other ladies in waiting, she had become close to one specifically form the North, Natalia, but she prefers to be called Natasha. “Today is the day.” Wanda said to the princess. It all felt hazy that morning, Wanda was concerned. “What’s wrong?”

“I had the worst night mare last night.” Was all the Princess said, Wanda asked if Y/n wanted to talk about it, but the princess replied with a short no. The women helped the Princess into her wedding dress, it was a ballgown shaped dress all white, and off the shoulders, like always it was accustomed in the northern lands to wear a cloak of fur for this day unlike others it was a white cloak, atiara was placed on her head, her hair done in curls with two braids and golden chains hanging.

“The coronation will take place before the wedding.” Natash informed the princess. “Thats how we do it in the North.”

Then a knock came at the doors, Wanda walked over to answer. “The Princess’ wolf, Snow, is here.” The wolf ran through the door up to Y/n Snow started to rub against her owner, sensing something wrong with its owner.

Y/n’s hand ran through the wolfs fur. “Are you ready, Princess?” Natasha asked, Y/n only nodded.

James waited at the end of the throne room; the music of the South started to play, Y/n ascended the stairs looking gorges as ever, Snow walked beside her, Y/n walked with a sense of confidence, but James could see the unease in her eyes, as she got closer the song melted into the one of the North Y/n approached the King, kneeling in front of him, head bowed. “I James Buchanan Barnes have invited you here today, to witness the coronation of my fiancé Y/n Amara Stark of the South, and for the joyous wedding, Y/n, do you take the Northen lands as your own promise to protect and defend them against all odds, even against your home lands if needed, do you promise to love the lands and their people.”

“I do.” She nodded.

“And do you except the crown of the North as your own, and agree to be my Queen as we marry?”

“I do.”

“Y/n Amara Stark now of the North, I take you as my Queen.” The priest removed her tiara she wore placing it on a pillow, then James placed the Queens crown on her head.

Y/n stood beside James; the crowd applauded. Once they silenced again, the priest spoke to both. “James Y/n, do you both as King and Queen agree to love each other more than anything in all of the universe.”

James looked down at the woman beside him. “Yes.”

Y/n looked at the priest, her face not showing emotions like always. “Yes.”

“James, do you vow to take this woman in sickness and in heath, to love and honor in all that you do?” The priest said again.

“I do.” James answers were all serious, as was Y/n’s.

The priest turned to Y/n. “Y/n, do you vow to take this man in sickness and in health, to love honor and obey in all that you do.”

Y/n looked to James. “I Promise to love and honor but I will not obey like some child.” James smirked.

The priest nodded seeing that the king was fine with what the princess said. “I now pronounce you husband and wife; you may kiss the bride.”

The ballroom was full with people, James, and Y/n, sat at a large table, gest brought gifts up to both Y/n, and James. Something caught, Y/n’s attention. “Who’s over there flirting a storm with Captain Steven.”

“Her names Peggy, she’s a lady of the old Kingdome, they always get together on occasions like this.” James noted to Y/n.

“Hmm, I like the two of them together, I’m glad he has someone to what is it?” Y/n asked not being able to think of the word.

“Woo?” James helped.

“Not exactly, but yes.” Y/n nodded.

James looked at Y/n. “You’ve seemed so sad since last night, are you sure you’re alright.”

Y/n sighed. “I don’t know, it felt real, like it was happening while we slept last night.”

Peggy walked up with a gift in her hands placing Infront of both Y/n and James. “King James Queen Y/n, I hope you except my gift.” She spoke.

“Aye we do.” Y/n said to her.

“And I’d like for you, both to except my request to stay in the North lands.” Peggy’s head was bowed.

“Lift your head.” Y/n spoke to her, Peggys brown eyes met Y/e/c ones. “Of course, we do.”

Peggy’s dark red lips smiled. “Thank you.”

“May I have a dance with my Queen?” James asked, Y/n stood, giving him a look as if to ask, what are you waiting for? James smirked standing alongside her, he led her to the dance floor. He pulled her into him, both he and she glided across the floors. It was a Northern dance; he was one for prosperity and growth. The night went on it was a night of Dancing laughing, and fun, until the end, when they knew it was time to consummate.

Sophai was talking with King Thor, from the Kingdome of Asgard, hidden in the mountains across the ocean, James walked up behind her. “Y/n.” The Queen jumped having not realize that the King would come behind her. “My Moon and Stars it is time we head to our chambers.” He wisped.

“You must excuse me for the night King Thor, though I would love to talk to you again.” Y/n smiled.

“As would I.” Thor said to the Queen.

James led her out of the ball room. “You and Thor seem to get along.”

Y/n nodded. “Aye we do, did you know he’s named after a God from the Noris mythology.”

“Yes, I did, and his king domes name comes from the same myths, some say he was chosen by their gods, I think that he’s just glorified.” James scoffed.

“What gods do you worship?” Y/n asked, her and him never having a conversation about religion before.

“I believe in the old seven gods, but I will not force my religiose beliefs on you.” His word truthful. “What do you believe?”

“I don’t know to be honest; I think that there could be something out there, or we’re alone and just living until we die.” Y/n spoke honestly.

“Hmm, that’s a new one.” James said. The doors were in front of them, Y/n took a hesitant breath. “I want to warn you, the North has a long-standing tradition we follow, I wish I could change it but I cannot, it was a law made forever ago because of a lie, but there is going to be a sheet.”

Y/n’s brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“Lords of the court, two of them.” Was all he said, then he opened the door, and you saw two men from the royal court in the room, they both bowed. James led Y/n behind the curtain.

“Why do they have to be here what lie?” Y/n asked.

James sighed. “My ancestors lied about laying with each other on the wedding night, it wasn’t until they were older that they had a child.” James undid the back of her dress, letting it fall to the floor, he tore open her under clothes, the fell to the ground. James laide her onto the bed so that her stomach was on the soft furs of the bed, her breath hitched as he slid into her. “This might hurt but it won’t last long.” It was like when a sword was put back into its scabbard. She grunted as he bottomed out in her, he pulled out slowly this was a continues back and forth in and out, his skin slapped against her as he sped up, tears gathering in Y/n’s eyes, he had worn her about the pain, but it lasted it was not as he promised. She wined, James’ grip on her hips, was sturdy, as he continued, she bit down on the mattress, but then she was flipped around James looked at her in her Y/e/c eyes. The coil in her stomach tightened, then snapped, James’s seed filled her, they sounded like mulling animals, James pulled out from her, walking toward the men, Y/n sobbed in pain in the background.

“It is done you can leave now.” James hissed at the men.

“We will leave if you follow the rules after.” One spoke up.

James nodded. “Yes, now leave.” The door shut behind hind the old croons, James tore down the sheet, Y/n’s face was red and wet, from her tears, her sobs hurt his heart. “Fuck their rules.” James said to himself, he grabbed a wet rag to wipe her inner thigh the rag was stained in red afterward. “Y/n, I’m going to have to move you.” He warned her, he picked her up and laid her on two chairs, as a make shift bed, James walked to the door. “I need lady’s Natasha and Wanda.” He told the guard, one of them left their post, to get the women. “Tell them to walk in.” Then the king shut the door. He walked to a closet, pulling out a fur blanket for the Queen, to cover her body, James kneeled by her side. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t have known that it would be that bad.” James apologized, Y/n sniffled, nodded to excepted his apology. The door opened both women he asked for came in. “I need one of you to change the linens, and for Wanda preferably, I need you to help Y/n dress.” Both women got to their respective jobs. Wanda dressed the nowQueen in a night gown, the bedding was changed, and James moved Y/n to her side of the bed. 
“Your grace, I need a word with you.” Wanda whispered; James followed the woman out of the room. “What the bloody hell did you do to her.” Wanda shoved a hand at the door.

“I did what I had to; we didn’t have a choice.” James told Wanda.

Wanda looked at him in disgust. “What do you mean no choice you had, you raped her?”

“No, I did not, in the north there is a law royals have to follow to make sure the marriage is consummated.” James told her not going into detail. “Now if you excuse me, I have to get back to my wife.

A Beautiful, Terrible Thing 2

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Warnings:Abusive parents, aslo distant parents and angst, Bucky trying to get close, and Reader being distant.

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Y/n had been living there for two weeks, and now she was being dressed for the day in riding clothes she had been confused as to why it looked like men’s riding clothes in a way but meant for a small built woman like herself, starting with leather pants and leather boots and a deep brown shirt a fur cloak was put over it, her hair was put into a braid she headed out to the stable.

Wanda walked in step with you. “So, it seems you and the King get along.”

“Surprisingly.” Y/n added. “I’m glad he let me keep you here with me.”

“Why did he send the others away?” Wana questioned, having never got an answer.

“Y/n looked her in the eyes. “He wanted me to lean the ways of the North.” She said truthfully. Wanda nodded understanding now why they were not here. “Wanda you can go now.” Y/n told her.

She approached the stables seeing James, Wanda turned away from her heading back into the castle, yes Y/n was thankful that the man to be her husband, sooner than later, let her keep her friend in the north yet she was still indifferent toward the man she shares a bed with. She walked up to him face like stone unchanging, he turned to her. “Why are you in your riding clothes?” He asked brows furrowed.

“Because all you said to my ladies was have her ready to go to the stables, and here I am ready for the stable.” Her irritation was clear.

“Oh well, seems that we can do this in riding clothes, come follow me.” He led her away. “We’re going to my other stable where we raise the wolfs, when your coronated queen your wolf will walk beside you as you go down the aisle.”

He led her to a grope of wolf pups, a pure white one ran up to you rubbing on your legs. “I think I’ve been claimed.” Y/n smirked.

“Aye, so it seems.” He bent down to pet her. “It’s time you meet mine, Night.” He called out; a large black wolf came out of a stall. “Usually wolfs sleep in the king and queens’ chambers, but since yours isn’t grown yet we will wait.”

Over the weeks as the wolf grew, Y/n and Snow, the wolf, grew closer to each other the wolf became a protector of the princess, and it followed her around the castle where ever she went, the wedding was days away, and guest started arriving.

James and Y/n stood out in the court yard, as the carriages from the south came to a stop foot away from them, Snow and Moon sat at their sides, her family got out of both, Tony walked up to the girl. “Y/n.” He smiled missing his sister.

“Tony.” She was still angry that she was hated and lied to all her life because of her parents’ mistakes.

Then little Aron ran up to his older sister hugging her at the waist she smiled down at him genuinely. James looked at his soon-to-be Queen with a bright smile never seeing hers before this day. “I’ve missed you; I wish you were still there to teach me archery, it’s not as fun without our banter.”

“I miss it too; I miss feeling the arow between my fingers and pulling ba-” She was cut off by her mother.

“Y/n don’t be silly you’ve never done such a thing.” The older woman hissed at her only daughter; Snow tensed by her side growling at the Queen.

“You’ve done archery?” James asked. “How come you’ve never told me this?”

“No, she has not King James.” Her mother rushed. “I thank thee for inviting us to your kingdom.”

“The pleasure is ours; I’ll see to it that you all will get to your chambers.” James told the family as all of them headed inside.

“King James.” Blue eyes meat green. “I would like to speak to my daughter alone in her chambers before I am shown to mine.”

James looked to you; you gave him a nod in agreement. “She’ll lead the way to our chambers.” The ‘our’ was emphasized, the Queen grunted, as her daughter led her away. To the room.

Once the doors were closed and the wolf was made sure to be with the King before the Queen would speak. “Have you ruined our family name, embarrass us Infront of a King like James.”

“Mother I am not stupid as you think.” Y/n stood up for herself. “At least I am not like you and whoring my way through a city until I get pregnant.”

“You Stupid Child!” She yelled, smacking her daughter on both cheeks, the young girls lip blead. “How do you even know about that?”

“I am not stupid, Aron doesn’t look like father, and Anthony looks nothing like you.” Y/n lied to save Tony’s arse.

Her mother's nostrils flared. “I am not a whore, you’re the whore you sleep with a man every night.” 
“A man I am marring it’s an accustom in the north.” Y/n spat at her mother.

“Your father will deal with you, you little rat.” Her mother said disgust lacing her words, then the older woman left, Y/n sat on the bed rubbing her cheek tears stung in her eyes, the door opened Y/n saw James in the corner of her eye.

“That went grea-” His good mood was cut short. “Y/n, are you alight?”

She cleared her through. “Yes.”

He looked at her to see her lip bleeding. “What happened?” He questioned whipping it away with his thumb.

“I promise it’s nothing.” She hurried out.

James gave her an unconvinced look. “Y/n you’re going to have to let me into your walls eventually.”

“You want to know what’d behind the walls of the southern lands castle, I’m the only child than is legitimate of the southern Kingdome.” Y/n admitted. “Yet I am the most hated by my parents, my mother hits and neglects me, my father soon will get his hands on me and always had ignored me.”

“I won’t let it happen again so long as you’re here with me, no one will hurt you.” He promised.

“Don’t you see I’ve already have been hurt in thetas lands.” Y/n told him.

James pulled her into him. “Thats because before I saw the light of what they’ve done.”

Dinner that night was tense, with Y/n and James siting at the head, though her father, looked angry, usually both Kings visiting or not would sit at the head of the table. James was tense and angry at the fact that her family could hurt and hate an innocent girl. “So what day are you planning the wedding to be on, I hope we didn’t come for nothing.” Y/n’s mother spoke.

“Yes, we have a date set for the end of the week, you thought that we would invite you for no reason?” James asked in defense.

“No King James, I am sorry for the miss understanding.” The Queen apologized.

Y/n cleared he throat, then lean into James. “Can I be excused?” Y/n asked him in a hushed whispered James nodded with a soft smile, Y/n stood up and walked to the doors of dining room and left.

Queen Maria stood up to follow, but James motioned for her to stay. “I actually want to talk to all of you, except for Prince Aron.” Aron stood and left the dining hall.

“Well King James why did you want to talk to the three of us?” The Future King of the South spoke first.

“I want to talk about Y/n.” James said to them.

The Queen of the south scoffed. “What has she done now?”

“Nothing, it’s what you’ve done, you struck her in our chambers also you’ve neglected her, and I think that it is unfair she from my understanding and what I’ve heard she has never had said anything bad to say about the South, she up until earlier today has kept me out of how she felt, thinks, and anything important that I should know as her soon to be husband.” He noted to them.

“What do you mean?” Tony the man who was younger than he.

“It concerns me when I hear that someone, I care about someone I care about has been hurt physically or mentally.” James told him. “I won’t tell any kingdom what I found out in our private chambers, but I don’t ever want her alone with either of you two.” He said to the parents.

“King James, that is-” The older King started.

“Lord Howard I won’t hear of it you ignored your daughter; we are done here.” James stood and left the dining hall.

Tony followed the king. “Can I have a word with my sister alone.”

“Y/n doesn’t want to be alone with any of your family besides maybe Aron.” James told the future king.

“You can talk to her with me there, I want to make sure she is as comfortable as possible in her new home I don’t want her to be uncomfortable.” James said as they approached the doors. 
“I just want to talk to her.” Tony sighed.

James pushed opened the doors to the chambers. “Your more than welcome to.”

Y/n looked to the door from her desk, she would usually say a welcome to him, but she stayed silent, at the sight of Tony. “You know you can’t ignore me forever.” Tony spoke to her, they both huffed. “Listen, I know your mad-”

“Mad, that’s an understatement, Ton, I’m furious, how could you all lie to me.” Y/n continued ranting to her brother. “And then there’s the fact that you never really defended m-”

“There’s not much I could do.” Tony’s voice became more aggressive.

James stood protectively Infront of her. “Tony, I think it would be best if you, leave.”

“She is not your wife yet, but she is my-”

James cut the man off. “No leave she will be queen of my kingdom and I won’t let you her brother disrespect her.” Tony huffed, walking out of the chambers, knowing that it was a fight that was not winnable. “Are you alright?”

Y/n nodded. “He thinks that it should be easy to get over finding out that your brothers aren’t rely your brothers.”

James rubbed a hand up and down your shoulders. “Tomorrow should go by smoothly, my siblings are coming.” Y/n looked at him in confusion never hearing anything about his siblings before. “Come on let’s get to bed.”

The next morning was like the last, she was dressed in North colors, a deep Blue dress a rose colored cloak, her hair had been put into and interact style. James met her at the doors of their chambers. He led her to the court yard. There were three carriages out there, James looked at you. “Don’t worry.” He whispered in her ear.

A woman got out of the first carriage, her eyes matched that of the king, an older woman got out behind her. “Announcing Princess Rebeccah and Duchess Ramona.”

The younger girl ran up to the king. “Bucky!” She cried out tears formed in her eyes, there arms wrapped around each other.

“Becca.” James smiled.

“And is this the Princess of the South, Bucky your lucky, I don’t know why her family would trade her off to your ugly mug.” Rebeccah laughed at the man.

“Y/n, Rebeccah, Rebeccah, Y/n.” James introduced.

“Now announcing Prince Thomas and his wife Lady Saraha.” A young man with light green eyes, and chestnut brown hair like his other two siblings came out he carried himself unlike James it felt light and airy in away his stance did, James was like a solider always waiting for a battle.

“Brother grate to see your face, I have been helping out in the Eastern king domes. As best as I can.” Thomas said speaking of his wife, the lady of the East who looked like young stuck up princess.

James rolled his eyes at his sister in-laws scoff. “It too cold here.” She whined.

“Lady Saraha I am from the south the warmest Kingdome of all, and I have not once in the weeks that I have been here complained about the cold.” Y/n argued with the Lady.

“You’re the Starks girl.” Saraha smirked. “Your brother came to our Kingdome, a few months ago.”

Y/n knew where she was going with what she was saying, her brother was quite the lover. “Announcing, Princess Ruthe.” A woman with auburn hair and blue eyes. “And Her husband Lord John.”

James despised his younger sister’s husband, he was a disrespectful man, that’s why James treated woman the way he did, she had been married to him since before their mother and father died. “Ruthe.” James smiled, going in to hug her.

“Brother.” Her smile was bright. “I must congratulate you for your marriage.” She turned to Y/n and smiled. “And your Y/n Stark princess of the South how great it is to meet you I must say I don’t understand how your brothers get more enlightened than you, for your clearly to any idiot or not the best looking of the three, no offence to little Aron.”

“Thank you Pri-”

The Woman cut Y/n off. “You’re the princess, soon to be Queen of my home land, you can call me lady.” She bowed to Y/n.

“Thank you but I insist it is still your la-.” Y/n was cut off again, but this time by the blond Lord.

“Aye it is still my wife’s lands, and she still is a princess.” The man almost snapped at Y/n; James glared at him.

“I invite you all for dinner tonight, Y/n’s family will be dining with us.” James told the all of them, Y/n could see the excitement behind the King’s eyes.

A Beautiful, Terrible Thing 1

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Sir Rhodey stood in the castle shooting range, the youngest prince of the family of Stark, the kingdom he defended, the young boy of the two holding the arrow and bow, Y/n the older sister of the young prince, smirked when he missed the target, Rhodey sent a glare at the young woman. “It’s alright young Prince Aron, you just need more training, don’t listen to your sisters snickering.” Rhodey’ hand was on the young boy’s shoulder.

The dark curls of the boy shook as he nodded. “Yes, Sir Rhodey.” Then he turned and stuck his tongue out at his older sister.

Y/n stood with a look of determination on her face, she marched towards her brother, and took the bow, and an arrow out of his quiver, the cool air of the ocean cut through her hair as she pulled back the arrow on the string. “Princess.” Rhodey Said close to her ear as a hushed warning knowing if any one saw her do what she was thinking about doing she would be in a shit ton of trouble. She released the arrow anyway and it hit the center spot on the target. Her lip twitched and pulled into a smirk.

“Y/n!” Her mother Queen Maria hissed. “What in god’s earth do you think you’re doing?”

The bow was still in the nine-teen year old’s hand. “I’m showing your youngest how to shoot an arrow.” Y/n quipped.

The Queen grabbed the Princess by the upper arm and pulled her roughly to her, making her drop the bow, Rhodey averted his eyes, the older woman of the group led the Princess to the castle.

“She’ll be alright, she’s strong.” The young boy told the tall knight. Rhodey took a deep inhale of air through his nose, and started walking towards the castle, the young Prince followed.

The Queen had pulled Y/n through the castle until they got to her chambers, the Queen pulled open one of the doors and slammed it behind her, she threw her daughter towards her bed, the girl hitting her head on the large wooden bedpost, she put her hand to the back of her head, pulling it to look at her palm, to see blood. “You Are To Marry, Not Fight, A Woman Does Not Have A Use For A Bow!” The Queen yelled at the girl. “Luckly we’ve found a King from the north who would be willing to take you.”

“I will not, and you say that as though I’m a burden.” The Princess hissed.

The Queen looked down at the girl “Oh don’t act as though you aren’t, you are to be ready for your journey by tomorrow.”

“I won’t go, I will see what Anthony thinks.” Y/n fought.

The mother stepped closer to her daughter; she had lifted her hand so swiftly that the princess couldn’t react before skin met skin. “I am your mother; you will not talk to me as though I am a fool.” The woman left the room, leaving the girl to be, tears stinging her eyes.

The princess marched to her brother’s office, and opened the doors where she found her father, King Howard, and her brother. “I assume you heard of the decision.” Her Father said.

Her older brother looked to his father in confusion. “What decision?”

“I and your mother found a man willing to take your sister’s hand in marriage.” Their father told him.

Anthony looked at his sister with sadness. “Father, we are the kingdom of Stark, our name alone means honor, and honor doesn’t mean treading our family to other kingdoms.”

“Honor means whatever I wish to be.” Howard snapped at both his children. “I assume your mother told you to be ready by morning and that is what I expect too.” Y/n knew to bite her tongue now, so she left the room in silence.

Tony went to follow his younger sister when his father stopped him with a verbal command. “Don’t leave this room until I say so.”

Y/n laid on her bed tears rolling down her cheeks, the door opened. “Issy I’m sorry.” Tony apologized.

“It’s not your fault.” She sniffled. “Why do they treat me as though I am a bastard?”

“You’re not a bastard.” Tony told her, and sat on the edge of the bed. “I suppose now that you’re nine-teen you should know, amongst our family there are bastards.” The Princesses brows furrowed. “I may be the future King, but our father has always and will always have wandering hands and eyes. I’m going to be honest with you, you’re the only legitimate child of this throne, though I’m the firstborn of fathers seed, that’s why I will be King as for Aron, he was only took home in mother’s womb the seed that made him was impure, you’re the only child of both seed and womb.”

“Then Why Do They Want To Get Rid Of Me!” Y/n cried out tears now streaming down her cheeks.

Tony took a deep breath. “Because you’re the only one who reminds them that they could love each other.”

“Go.” Y/n simply implied, the Prince left the room. Y/n cried herself to sleep that night, her life falling to pieces in front of her, as long as she had been alive.

She had been woken up bright and early; her ladies got her dressed for her travels, as her things were carried out in large trunks.

For the majority of the carriage ride of the day she was silent; it concerned the ladies. The whole ride to the north was much the same as the first day. When they pulled up to the large stone castle of the north, Y/n got out of the carriage. There stood a man with a black cape lined with fur wrapped close to him, his hair hit to his shoulders, a deep mahogany brown, his blue eyes would make ice envy itself, a dark crown sat atop his head. “Welcome, Princess Y/n.” The girl nodded; the King’s brow furrowed. “From what your parents told me you didn’t seem like a mute maybe they lied.”

“Don’t insult me.” Her voice was louder than her maidens expected after the silence. Her breath was shown through the air. “I was practically sold to you; you will at least leave me be.” The girl surpassed the King, walking into the castle.

The King, James, smirked to himself as his captain of the guard, Steven walked up to the man. “Is she what you expected?”

“Aye, she is.” James said to him, the men headed into the castle, the Princess stood in the entrance. “I see you couldn’t find your chambers.”

The princess frowned. “No.” She admitted. “I also don’t know any of your staff.”

“I know, let me show you the way.” He told her, walking ahead of her his steps were fast paced compared to hers, her dress dragging her down.

“Do I need to bite my tongue around you.” Y/n’s lips pierced.

“I like a firry little one like you that’s why I chose you.” He said to her with a smirk. “Your parents though think I can tame you.”

“They speak of me as though I am a beast.” She hissed out.

“Aye, they do I question why though you seem to be smart.” He told her, as they approached the doors to the chambers. “Here we are, I’d like to have a moment with the princess of the south.” The King said stopping the group.

Y/n’s ladies looked at her hesitantly, not wanting to leave their Princess alone in the presence of a man. Y/n nodded for them to stay they stood near the doors the King opened them, closing them behind the princess. “If you try anything, before the wedding night I’ll take your hand.”

The King smirked. “I’ll take that into consideration.”

“It smells of you.” She commented. “And it looks as though a man sleeps in here.”

He laughed. “A man dose sleep in here, princess, North and South are different form each other, like winter and spring.” She whipped her head at as to ask what he means by that. “South men and women don’t sleep together unless there consummating, in the North so long as your promised to them, consummating or not you sleep together.”

“As long as their prom-”

The King cut her off. “There are exceptions to that I suppose.”

“So, this is your-” She felt frustrated now with how the King kept cutting her off.

“Our chambers, I’ll have my servants carry in your things, for now Your ladies will get you something more appropriate for the North.” He told her, the man left the room, then her ladies entered, first dressed in a white dress shirt then a blue over dress along with boots, and fur cloak to go over it all.

“Why all the layers?” Y/n asked her ladies.

“It gets quite cold even in the castle walls.” Wanda answered.

Once dressed, Y/n walked towards the doors to leave the room, that is where she found Captain Steven, he bowed to her. “I’ll lead you to the dining hall your grace.” He said.

“Thank you, Captain.” She nodded to him.

He led her to two great doors, he pushed them open, King’s eyes met yours, they were brightening by the grin on his lips. “Princess I am glad your warm now, come sit with us and feast.”

King James confused The Princess, with how opposite he was to other Kings he was kind and surprisingly respectful and gentle in away, she sat at the table this time it was the kings turn to get confuse. “Why do you sit opposite of me when you are to be my queen?” He questioned.

“You want me to sit on your right?” She asked him.

“Of course.” He answered, she got out of her seat and moved to be at his right. “Y/n you are to be my queen, and until then you are going to be treated as though you are, I’ll make sure of it.”

“King James-”

He cut her off once again. “Please call me James or Bucky.”

Her brows furrowed at the second name. “James, why are you so kind to me, when I’m an out sider?”

“I don’t view you as an outsider, I chose to have you as my wife because of the power I can see behind your eyes, not just because we need an alliance, but because I could see myself loving you, Y/n, I see a pain in you that I want to heel.” He said to her. “I do also want to let you know I’m going to send back your ladies to the south, I want you to learn more about the North.” He informed her.

“I want to keep one from the south here.” She spoke, his brows furrowed showing that he was willing to hear her out. “Wanda she is my closest friend, since I was a child.”

“I understand, more than you think, of course I’ll let you keep someone familiar around.” He smiled; she could tell he was older than her because the little folds by his eyes.

“Thank you, James.” She smiled great fully.