The Wolverine and his Flower

So It Begins

Logan sighed and shrugged slightly in his suit. He wasn't big on fancy places, but Ororo insisted that he accompany T'Challa to this event. Apparently, it's a suitors ball for the eldest princess of Atlantis.

"You owe me for this."
T'Challa chuckled. "Relax. I think you will enjoy yourself."

Logan rolled his eyes slightly.

Alicide went to the double doors and stood in front of them. "Presenting Princess Jasmine." He nodded slightly, and the doors opened.

Jasmine stepped out with Geralt slightly behind her.

"Wow." Logan muttered, looking at her. Wolverine stirred some seeing the young woman.

T'Challa chuckled. He and Ororo had felt that the older man would suit the crown princess.

As the night wore on, Logan's eyes kept drifting to the woman as she mingled. He straightened slightly as she made her way over.

"Jasmine." T'Challa said with a smile, bowing his head slightly before kissing her cheek.

"T'Challa, it's so good to see you." Jasmine replied with a slight curtsey and kissing his cheek. "Where's Ororo?"

"She had business to attend to in Wakanda. This is my friend Logan."

Jasmine smiled, nodding slightly in acknowledgment.

Logan bowed his head slightly in return.

As a waiter walked up, Logan felt Wolverine stirring as well as something was off.

"Champagne?" The server asked.

Jasmine smiled and accepted the glass handed to her as T'Challa grabbed a glass.

"Here's to you finding a good suitor." T'Challa stated.

Jasmine smiled, clinking her glass to his.

Logan's eyes widened, realizing the smell of poison was coming from her glass.

"Don't!" He quickly slapped the glass from her hand.

Geralt growled and stepped forward as Arthur turned his attention to where Jasmine was. Okoye stepped forward slightly.

"You hit the princess." Geralt growled out.

"The glass had poison. I could smell it."

Jasmine placed her hand on Geralt. "Easy Geralt." She then looked directly at Logan, her eyes widening slightly. "Thank you, Logan."

"You're welcome, princess." Logan replied as Wolverine stirred more.

"Jasmine, please."

Logan smiled in response.

Arthur sighed, seeing the signs already. "Well, she's in love."

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Three Months Later
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Alicide led Logan towards the greenhouse.

"Princess Jasmine is usually in here. Don't touch things in there unless she asks you to. She's very particular about how things are set up."

Logan nodded and followed Alicide inside.

Jasmine was kneeling on the ground beside a raised planter with Geralt standing nearby and another man beside her digging small holes.

"Princess Jasmine." Alicide stated as he moved closer.

Jasmine looked up and smiled, seeing Logan. "Yes, Alicide?"

"King Arthur has requested that Logan join Geralt as one of your bodyguards."

Jasmine's smile fell slightly. "Oh." She stood knocking the dirt off her dress. "Well, welcome to Atlantis Logan."