My Savior is a Princess

1: Syna meets Knight

I watched the large metal door carefully, waiting for it to swing open. I have been here for days and I cannot wait to leave. Especially if a Prince saved me. As a princess myself, that would be my dream. I sat in the corner of the room, where I was put, as my legs are unable to move. I could feel it the second I was put in here. I was already weakened as I had gave it my all to get away from whoever that man was. I tried, I really did. He was strong, and knew exactly how to mess up my magic. Once he weakened me, he brought me here, which somehow made it so I can't use my magic.

I am not worried about the spell or whatever it is, itself. I am deeply worried for the fact he knew how to stop me.

Stop my magic.

Even I question his ways, I question how he knew I walk with magic. It does deeply worry me. Even with that, I need to find a way out of here. Best case scenario, some prince does show up. Worst case....I will need my legs.

Let's hope for the first option.

Being stuck in a random with no magic is kind of boring, I have to admit. If only the large door was brought down by-

CRRRRRACK....

WHAM!

I fight the urge to scream OH SHIT! as the large door that sat on the opposite side of the room suddenly was taken out of the frame completely by an unknown figure. I jumped so hard I tried to stand up in defense. Naturally, without my magic, I fall. So as I flop down on the hard ground, the odd figure walks- no. Runs towards me.

"Here you are! Oh my I have been looking for days now!" My savior spoke. When he spoke...he didn't sound like...a prince. He sounded like...

Another Princess.

"Huh-" I attempted to state my surprise.

"What do you mean 'huh'?" She proceeded to remove the knight helmet she was wearing. Long hair was revealed as it swayed down her back. I stared in awe.

"Ohhh let me guess," she put her finger to her lip and sarcastically gasped, "You were expecting a princess to save you. Did you?"

"I-"

"No it is alright. I understand. A lot of people are surprised when they see a princess wearing a knight's uniform." I face palmed. She proceeded to walk back towards the door. Motioning me to come with her.

"How are you going to save me and completely forget the only reason I need saved." I responded bluntly, pointing to my motionless legs.

"Oh yeah-"

"Yeah.." she turned around and lifted me onto her back. She smelled like lavender, my favorite scent. I turned my head to avoid pressing my face into her long brown hair. She began to run out the knocked down doorframe, making a sharp turn towards a hallway with only a window at the end.

"Where's the way out?" I asked, hoping she doesn't respond with the window.

"Obviously the window, Princess."

I faced palmed. She began running full speed towards the window I now realize is smashed. I tighten my grip on her shoulders.

"First time jumping out a window?" She asked, with smile in her voice.

"Jumping OUT the window!? Are you crazy!?"

"Maybe." She attempts to shrug and I groan. This is not what my dream escape looked like. She proceeded to speed up, me holding on as tight as I can. We make it out the window and I realize she rode a dragon here. We flop onto the dragon, her rolling me off her back to smooth out my fall. I just lay where I landed and watch the sky as we lift off back to my castle. I'm about to close my eyes and relax when hands suddenly lift me to sit up, feeling my skin tingle at the contact.

"I never introduced myself Princess." She said to me. I rubbed my eyes.

"So..what's your name?" I ask.

"Mika. Princess Mika." I had to admit, her name is gorgeous. Just it alone sounds powerful. Let alone connecting it with a Princess Warrior. "I already know yours, Princess Syna."

I laugh, and I relax a little.

"So Mika, what made you come find me?" I ask casually. She turns a little pink and laughs my question off. It is kind of adorable.

"Because you're the princess, Syna." I didn't fully believe that. Especially after she just tried to laugh it off. I let go of it though, she probably has her reasons.

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