The female warrior (Braveheart x y/n)

Chapter 3

Tw- rape

You were 7 years old when William left, not expecting him to come back for a long time.

Years went on and you were now 16, your sister and brother were 18 years old.

Blair and her husband went to buy a house together, they were madly in love and you were happy for them, Oliver was a loner and didn't want anyone to love, same as you. You're dad was right, you did grow into your looks and a lot of boys wanted you.

But being the stubborn know it all that you are, you've probably scared all boys from here to England by now.

The sun shined in your room and your eyes fluttered open.

You got out of bed liking that you now had a whole room to yourself. You put on two shirts trying to flatten your boobs but they keep getting bigger. It's harder for you to have a sword fight with two heavy balloons flying around.

You climb down the ladder to be met with your mother and Blair at the table.

"Blair?!" You said and ran over hugging her

"Careful y/n careful" your mother said and you pulled away confused

You looked to your sister and she had a smile on her face while holding her stomach

"Blair-"

"You're gonna be a aunt" she screamed and you screamed back in joy

"Yer know y/n is a wonderful name for a boy or girl" you said smirking

"I'll keep that in mind" she laughed

"Good lord y/n, go fetch your father" your mother said and you nodded

You ran out to your fathers shed and saw him talking to two English guards. Your eyes glared at the two men and you came to your fathers side.

"Father, breakfast be ready" you said

"Not now y/n." He said

"It's rude to interrupt the kings men" the guard said looking at you

"Your king is no king to me" you said

"Y/n!" Your father snapped

"Best teach your daughter to watch her tongue in a man's presence." The guard said looking at you

"I don't know I'd like to see that mouth open and around some things" the second guard said looking you up and down

"Y/n go to the house. I join in a second" your father said and you nodded walking away

You ran around to the back of the shed without the men noticing and started to ease drop on the conversation

"So sorry my good men, what do you need of me?" Your father asked

"You be the best bladesmith in all of Scotland and England. The king would be honored to have you make a blade just for his son. And he'll pay you anything your heart desires." The guard said and your eyes widened

Your father didn't speak, you knew he was stunned and started to think about his words. You feared that he would say yes.

"I appreciate the offer gentleman. But I can't make a fine blade for an enemy. I stand by my ways. I will not disrespect you or your king but it doesn't mean that I have to agree with him and his ways." Your father said and you smiled proudly at him

"I'd rethink our offer sir, I thought you were smarter than most Scottish slaves." The guard said

"Guess not then. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a wonderful meal to eat with my beautiful family. And you two have a blessed day." your father said