A Beautiful, Terrible Thing (Bucky x Reader Royal Au)

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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  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  a  was placed on her head, her  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  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.