Royalty || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

5 - The Task of Removing Thorns

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(Y/n)'s POV
I have never internally cringed so much in all my years of living, nor have I ever been this annoyed and bored. So it is safe to say that the day was going exactly how I expected it to.

One by one these men would come in and either serenade me, read me poetry that they claimed to have written themselves, or bless me a wonderful show of their subpar dancing skills. As if any of those are things I want to see or hear within the first few minutes of meeting.

And it is because of this that not one man has received a nod of approval from me, not one. Even my mother looked mortified at the selection that has been bestowed upon me that she eventually left. I even nearly left myself when one attempted to impress me with a magic trick.

Anakin on the other hand, he was enjoying himself a little too much.

I sighed heavily as I rested my head in my palm while I watched the events in front of me unfold, "Sir it is just wine-"

Anakin cut him when he used his sword to uncork the bottle that one of the suitors had brought for me. That is another thing, they have been showing me with gifts, and of course Anakin must inspect them all — thoroughly.

"And how am I supposed to know it has not been poisoned, hm?" He stepped forward with his sword pressing into the man's clothed chest, causing him to take a few steps away from me.

The suitor look terrified which I could hardly understand why, Anakin does not even appear intimidating—to me at least. But then again the entire town knows about him and the lengths he has and is willing to go to for my protection. It is a secret to no one in many countries how good he is at his job and how serious he takes it — he is as famous as I.

My suitor whose name has already slipped my mind began to awkwardly laugh, "Surely you are not serious, I would never attempt such a thing. I only came to meet the Princess and hopefully win over her heart, I mean her no harm." He slightly stumbled over his words.

I could not see Anakin's expressions since his back was to me, but I could see the Lord's nervous one as he swallowed his own saliva, "Drink it then." My protector demanded.

The Lord appeared stunned, "You want me to-"

"Did I stutter Lord Alexander Abrams?" He cut him off as he removed his sword from his chest and put the wine bottle in his hand, "Just a small taste, then you may continue on with your introduction." His face need not be seen for me to know the smirk he was currently holding.

These poor men, they either leave here crying from rejection or from the embarrassment of peeing themselves in front of the Princess of Naboo. I am joking of course, no one actually peed themselves, but it would be hilarious if they did.

The Lord brought the bottle to his mouth and poured a small amount, before handing it back to Anakin who I am sure looks smug. Nothing pleases him more than when he can get others to do what he tells them to, he enjoys the power this job and his title gives him. Which I know is not a good thing, but I have never seen him use said power for anything harmful. He just uses it to be an arse sometimes.

"Smart man." Anakin came back towards me and placed the now open bottle next to the other two open bottles I received as gifts.