Elizabeth marches down the hall way, maids in tow. Her graceful presence is replaced by a powerful aura of anger, emitting from her like a billowing smoke stack. The head maid, Belfast, stride along side the queen, her face shows an expression of concern towards the blonde.
"You're majesty –" She tries to gain the midgets attention, but is interrupted by the blondes stomps.
"You're majesty, I advised –" Again ignored.
Before Belfast can speak anything else, Elizabeth sped up her march into run, letting her anger fuel her attempt to get away from the crowd of maids following her like guards– Well, they are trained to defend the blonde from any would be hostiles.
Belfast attempts to catch up, but is stopped by a tug on her dress. It was her sister ship, HMS Edinburg, who gaze at the shrinking figure of the already small queen.
"Sister..." The county class cruiser spoke, but her voice trails off before she can utter another word.
"Edinburg, we are tasked to protect her majesty from any would be hostiles." The head maid spoke, before making another attempt to rush to the blonde, but is again stopped by Edinburg.
"Sister, I wanted to ask; why are you very protective of her majesty?"
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Elizabeth huff as she sprints around a corner, continuing for another minute before stopping to rest up her weary legs. She huffs again before straighting her self, her eyes dart around her current location, analyzing every bit of detail of the hallway she has arrived upon. After a short second, she nods her head, piecing together her location, then begin to make her way to her desired destination, now with more grace in her step.
It took about half an hour until she reaches her destination; The room of Acting Commander Redwood. She stood in front of the door, it's polished surface shining from the artificial lights the shun above her.
With a deep breath, she place her hand on the knob and with a twist, she opens the door. To her surprise, it was already unlocked.
"Has he left the door open? Why?" She internally spoke before widening the door more. She peeks inside, first thing she sees is a small room, only occupied by a dual seat couch, a simple yet artistic rag, and finally a well designed wooden table, clothed in another artistic mat.
After gathering the courage, she strides in, close the door, then feather step her way to the middle of the room. Once she stops, she let her eyes wonder around, taking in the full 360 view of the room she is in.
It was... Comfy, warm, homey, and not all that elegent. As supposed to many of the naval officers of any factions who's personal quarters are filled with high quality item's either for decorations or with use, one way or another. But Redwood's personal quarters is more bland then the barrack of the soldiers he is commanding.
And Elizabeth stood in the middle of it– the living room at least, she took a minute to process what she is doing, before looking over to two open entrances, no doors to block her path.
One, from what she can tell, leads to the kitchen, the other to his sleeping quarters. Elizabeth then contemplates her next decision, she can either go to the other rooms, or stay in the living room. After all, she is only there to speak to the man. Which, now she has realized, is not there.
Then, she realized that he is supposed to be at his office. Her hands find their way to her forehead as she grumbles from her own stupidity.
"What has gotten into me?!" She mentally screamed.
With a frustrated sigh, she turns on her heel to face the door, but before she can begin to walk to the door, it opens by itself, giving the blonde a slight jump. The door widen revealing the maid Sheffield. Who is equally surprised by her presence within the room.
Both stare at each other in an akward silence, the maid whose mission is to spy on the acting Commander, and the Queen who sent the Maid to do so, find themselves in stunned for a brief moment.
"You're majesty," Sheffield is first to snap out and immediately greeted the midget with a bow.
Snapping out of her stunned state as well, Elizabeth replies, "Sheffield! What brings you here?"
"To find more information about Acting Commander Redwood." Sheffield simply stated.
Elizabeth simply nodded before signalling the maid to come in, "And lock the door, we don't want any peepers." She adds.
Sheffield bows before stepping fourth while closing the door and locking it. She then turns to the blonde who is now sitting on the couch with her legs on a crossed leg position.
Elizabeth's gaze is directed at the maid, she eyes emitting an aura of expectation that the maid has gotten information of the young officer she has been thinking a lot more of since he arrival at the port some four days ago.
"The Acting Commander is currently in a meeting with his fleet, they have discussed various note worthy topics and some needs you immediate attention, you're majesty." Sheffield spoke making her way towards the couch.
She then stops in-front of the queen, "They are a task force manifested by the administration to mend the relationship between the Kansens and the Royal Navy. They are sent here first to test whether this will work or not."
Elizabeth nods, making sure her attention is all directed to the maid, who is speaking about the relationship of Redwood and his fleet. Her gaze not leaving the maids eyes, yet her body is near relax, as if she is more comfortable sitting on the couch that belongs to the person that cought her attention.
"Right!" Elizabeth shouts. It has been an hour after Sheffield has finished her report, and the Little Queen is making her way to the dock yard, intending to meet up with the fleet of Redwood before their little meeting ends.
To be Continued*
Post-Story Notice* I am starting to feel like I am writing this story for the sake of writing it. Which is bad, the quality will drop, and the frequency of chapters will become far apart and less consistent.
Which means I will slow down writing Tsundere Love. I will continue writing it, just more slower. I will try and get the next chapter to hold a proper story line as I feel like I am now filling in the story with half-plot-half-fillers.
I hope you readers of Tsundere Love understand, I want to continue writing this story, but if I push my self, it might destroy the it. Again, I hope you guys understand my decision of slowing the production. Thank you for reading.
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Tsundere Love
FanfictionHMS Queen Elizabeth, a prominent figure within the Royal Navy, had been caught in one of the world's most powerful traps: love. Despite her initial denials and her relentless efforts to suppress these feelings, whenever He was around, her world seem...
