Ocs stories pt 2

Part 3; "Royalty" 😭[Prince Cyrus x Knight Reader]

"My job is to kill, not to follow the victim home and make sure they're dead."
The stranger replied. Their [e/c] eyes continuing to pierce through Cyrus. 

It felt like he had been stabbed right through his heart. The pain of knowing that his stupid planning got his closest friend killed; it was unbearable. Cyrus couldn't believe it.

"He's dead..?" Cyrus managed to whisper. His throat was dry and his eyes where watering. He couldn't process it. Colton was his closest friend. They had trained together and fought together for years; they grew up together. "He.. can't be, Colton.. Knight Colton, is my strongest man. i won't believe it until i see his grave." He demanded.

"You don't seem to be in the position to demand anything, i know you're greiving, and i relate to you, but this isn't the time to be emotional."
The stranger replied. They stood up and grabbed their sword; they slowly walked closer to Cyrus and sighed. "Let me help you.." They grew their sword and slashed the chains off the dragon. "i assume you won't let me get anywhere near your wounds considering the news, so here."

The stranger chucked him a small first aid kit, in it were a few bandages and disinfectant; they might've been the enemy, but they had a heart. Cyrus was confused, but thankful. He stretched his wings; it felt nice, they had been cramping up for a while now. 

Cyrus looked at the stranger as he picked up the first-aid kit. He moved his shirt up and saw the wounds. "Fuck, that's what's been killing my side all this time.." He thought to himself as he touched it. It wasn't bleeding, but it hadn't begun the proper healing process yet. 

He took his shirt off, deciding it'd be easier, then holding up his shirt the whole time, and grabbed the disinfectant from the kit and a cotton ball; He rubbed His wound clean. Cyrus's body was amazingly fit, strong abs glistening in the campfire flames; his strong arms able to carry anything that he wanted, all the girls and a lot of guys in the kingdom would surround him and Colton when they used to train in the sun's heat, since they had to take off their shirts so they wouldn't over heat.

Hissing at the sting that the cleaner made. He then took the bandages and wrapped his torso up. It was difficult, but he got it in the end. With the return of his bloodied and cut shirt, he was okay. 

"My name's [Y/N] by the way.. yours?"

"Cyrus. Prince cyrus of the fire kingdom, comander of the fire king's army."

"Oo, i bagged a prince? nice. I assume from your formal way of speakin' you're not too comfortable around me?"

"You estentially kiddnapped me, killed my closest friend and still expect me to like you?"

"well when you put it like that you make it sound like i've broken your world."

"you have."

A/N; im sorry for the short chapter, im a lil worn out eheh, but i hope everyone is enjoying the series so far ^^