Second Person POV (Y/n)
Let's see here... You thought to yourself as you were taking inventory.
You were a borrower who moved into the keep so long ago that you had forgotten your old home. Today, you were checking how many resources you had and if you needed to ttake another borrowing trip.
The food's running low. You noticed. Better wait for the beans in the kitchen to leave.
You lived within the kitchen walls and didn't bother to leave the area for fear of being spotted. Occasionally, you would listen to the cooks talk about someone called "the Laird" who you assumed was a bigger, scarier bean.
After awhile, the cooks left the kitchen and you snuck out from your hole. You climbed up onto the table and took what you needed while trying to keep it subtle.
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Third Person POV (Tavish)
"Keep it up lads!" Tavish shouted to his team.
Once again, he and his allies went out to battle against Angus and his allies over which one of the brothers will own the keep and its land.
Both armies fought like demons out of hell. Arrows flew and swords clashed. Tavish slashed through his foes as if they were butter, but he was forced onto the ground by a pommel to the chest. But before the opposing swordsman could finish the job, he fell dead with a sword thrusted into his shoulder.
"I did not give you permission to die." A gruff, but familiar voice reached the laird's ear.
Jane Doe reached down and helped his best mate back to his feet.
"Now go send those maggots to hell!" He encouraged.
"Thanks mate." Tavish said with a smile.
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The Borrower of the Keep | Demoknight x Borrower!Fem!Reader Medieval AU
FanfictionLong ago, in the Highlands, two twin brothers known as Tavish and Angus were fighting for the title of Laird of Degroot Keep. Nobles from all, over Europe would travel to Scotland and swear allegiance to either one of the brothers... Y/n is a borrow...
