Until the End: a Steve Rogers Story

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SMUT WARNING

I stared at my hands as the dinner was finishing up. My sisters ended up beside me on one side, Steve on my other.

The coronation ceremony started tonight. The first night was the welcoming of royals. This included Natasha, King Clint Barton and his Queen Laura, King Anthony Stark and his Queen Pepper, King Thor Odinson and his Queen Jane, and anyones children if they had.

I knew all of them. Of course I was familiar. Just not good friends. Except my sisters.

Steve held one of my hands under the table. He could tell I was nervous.

I looked up at him. He sipped on his wine, smiling at Tony across from him as he talked.

I moved his hand to play with it. I played with the wedding ring on his finger, moving his hand to compare to mine.

Steve kissed ny cheek before softly pulling his hand away and standing up.

"A toast to Everly. May she be a wonderful queen for the kingdom of Brooklyn, and may her strength and beauty be a guide to our people." Steve said. Everyone raised their glasses, including me. I took a sip and smiled, blushing.

"Tame that blush Ev." Natasha whispered.

"I've been trying." I said.

"She can't hide it." Steve said as he leaned over. He smiled at Natasha and then at me.

"Hush." I said softly. He smiled at me.

He sat up straight again. Natasha gave me a smile.

"You know you two don't have to act so fond of each other." Natasha said. Steve turned to her, smiling.

"Who said I'm acting?" He said and turned back. I smiled to myself.

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I sat with Natasha, Yelena, Bucky, and Steve in the furnished living area. We all had wine.

Steve had his arm around me as we sat and talked. Natasha and Bucky were close.

"Steve you have any other handsome friends or lords lying around?" Natasha asked. I giggled.

"I could find someone for you to fancy yelena." Steve said.

"She's eighteen steven." I said.

"And? Its a perfect time for me to settle down. But this princess needs to be treated right." Yelena said. I chuckled.

"Sister. Quiet. You're too young I won't allow it."

"But-"

"Oh that's a queens orders yelena." James said. Natasha hit his chest playfully.

"Yelena I have a boy. His name is Samuel Wilson. He's my age though."

"Steven Rogers you are not setting my younger sister up with Sam!" Natasha said, laughing. "How old is the Parker boy?"

"Nineteen." Steve said.

"Perfect. I still cannot believe that you would-"

"I've met Peter. He's dumb. No. I want Samuel." Yelena said. I laughed.

"Don't call him dumb Yelena. You have worse manners than your sister. And your sister is awful with her manners." Natasha said.

"I think you need to slow down on the wine Nat." I said.

"Yes perhaps." She said as she set her wine down.

"Natasha you know I wouldn't sign your sister off. Just have someone to annoy so to speak." Steve said.