warhammer. male prince reader insert.

chapter 3

Y/n orders the assault! His forces begin their attack.

The Skaven mix with empire troops that follow Y/n into battle as they begin pouring out through holes in the floor and the mines. 

Meanwhile Ogre troops smash into the walls and begin to break them down little by little.  They continue to slam against the walls until they crumble and they charge in. Swordsmen follow behind them and support the Ogre bulls. 

The fighting rages on as the chaos dwarves begin to scramble to attempt to defend their home.  Orc and goblins make up the majority of the enemy force.

Y/n leads a small force towards the grand palace. They fight infernal guards as they make their way to the prison. 

Y/n begins to look through the mostly empty cells, only one cell seemed to have a prisoner, the exact prisoner they were looking for. 

Y/n sees the dwarf woman, dressed in rags.

Y/n: Are you the high queen of the dwarves?

The dwarf looks at him.

Ghegfi: Yes. And who are you?

Y/n: I am Y/n Franz. Son of emperor Karl Franz. My troops and I have come to rescue you.

Y/n breaks the lock and opens the door. Ghegfi walks out and sees a blunderbuss on the ground, she picks it up and grabs some ammo off a dead chaos dwarf. 

Y/n watches her for a moment, suddenly he hears a chaos dwarf running from behind him. He turns but the dwarf falls backwards as Ghegfi shoots him.

Ghegfi: That's one for me. Lead the way.

Y/n nods and begins to lead the way, they run down a hall as Skaven meet them by the end.

Ghegfi: Skaven?!

Y/n: Do not worry. They are with me.

Ghegfi: You carry strange friends Y/n.

Y/n: That is the plan.

The Skaven follow the two as they make their way back towards an entrance. They turn a corner to see chaos dwarves fighting a mix of empire troops and Skaven.

Y/n: Not this way.

They turn a different direction and find themselves outside. The battle rages on as the chaos dwarves find themselves being overwhelmed by the sheer variations of the army.

Ghegfi: Ogres! Is there any faction you won't call ally?

Y/n: If they wish to do good, they are welcomed under my banner!

Y/n whistled and his horse comes to him. He lifts Ghegfi onto the horse.

Y/n: My friend here will take you to camp. You'll be safe there. We will take you home after we sack the place.

Ghegfi nods and holds onto the horse as it runs back towards camp.

Y/n joins the fighting as his forces break into the vault and begin to take riches.  Another hour goes by before the last defender is dead.

The ogres begin gathering the bodies into giant containers while everyone else grabs gold and minerals.  

After they load everything they can up and march back towards Dwarven lands.

Ghegfi rides with Y/n on his horse.

Ghegfi: So tell me, what exactly did you want out of this rescue?

Y/n: I was hoping you could get me an audience with the high king. I need dwarves to teach my engineers how to maintain something we are trying to build.

Ghegfi: Well I am sure I can get you an audience. But asking dwarves to help Skaven and Ogres is a tall order. 

Y/n: I suppose it is. But if I don't try then this would be for nothing. 

Ghegfi: That is a fair point. Well I will get you your audience, but the rest is up to you.

Y/n nods and eventually they make it to the great hold.

Because of the circumstances Y/n is allowed inside and is given an audience with the grudgebearer.

Thorgrim: Y/n Franz. You have returned my precious Ghegfi to me. She said that you have a request for me?

Y/n: Indeed. I wish to have your engineers teach mine how best to keep certain designs maintained. We are trying to create a completely mobile army and we aren't quite sure how to maintain it.

Thorgrim: I can assure you that your request is easy. But I am given pause by the company you keep.

Y/n: I am aware. But I promise you on my life, that the intentions of my compatriots is true. I know that Skaven and Ogres are not known to be good individuals. But I seek to allow those that want to do good, to be able to. 

Thorgrim: I see.

The high king ponders for a minute.

Thorgrim: I will agree to your request, on one condition. I want your army to help us retake Karak eight peaks from the Skaven, Queek headtaker.

Y/n: I agree.

Thorgrim: Good. Take it back and your engineers will be under our tutelage.

Y/n nods and his army begins to march one more, to yet another siege. But this time against a much larger foe. But Y/n has faith in his men.