Cardan & Jude oneshots

Storm

Hi guys! I missed you all! 

After two months without posting, here I am. 

Honestly, I haven't really been in the mood to write about Jurdan, but that's because I've been super focused on writing my other story here on Wattpad and kind of forgot about this one. 

But now, let's get to the chapter. It's not smut, just a fluff that I think is kind of cute and funny? 

I hope you like it!

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JUDE POV

"No, no, no!" I squeal between laughter as I'm thrown onto the floor, landing in a heap of pillows and blankets. A second later, Cardan and Alice tumble after me, their giggles filling the air.

"Attack mommy from that side, and I'll take from this one," Cardan instructs our daughter, his voice dripping with playful mischief.

Alice, with absolutely no mercy, flashes all her tiny teeth in a grin and launches her little fingers at my stomach, tickling me without restraint.

"Help!" I gasp between bursts of laughter, squirming under their combined assault, their fingers finding every sensitive spot.

I kick and wiggle, their laughter ringing in my ears, bright and uncontainable.

"Don't worry, Auntie Jude, I'll save you!" Leander's voice chimes in from somewhere beyond my blurry vision, and suddenly, Cardan's focus shifts.

My husband barely has a second to react before the little red-brown-haired menace launches himself at him.

"You should be ashamed of yourself, attacking the High King," Cardan complains in a dramatic drawl, his tail curling around his own leg as Leander cackles and unleashes the same tickle torture upon him.

Freed from their ambush, I scramble to chase after Alice. Seeing she's outnumbered, she shrieks and dashes toward their pillow fortress, clumsily throwing two cushions over the entrance as if that will stop me.

"I'm going to be a brave knight of Elfhame!" Leander declares, climbing on top of Cardan, who momentarily loses his breath under the sudden weight.

"A knight should protect his King!" Cardan grits out, trying not to grimace. Thankfully for him, Leander decides his mission is accomplished and hops off, letting Cardan take in a relieved breath.

"And his Queen!" Leander argues, puffing out his chest.

I let them have their moment before turning my attention back to Alice. She's trying her hardest not to giggle from inside the fortress she helped build.

Earlier, I'd been feeling a little unwell, nauseous and a bit dizzy so I had sat aside to talk to The Bomb, who promised to return soon. But once I felt better, I couldn't resist joining in.

Carefully, I crouch down and peek between the haphazardly placed pillows. Alice stands inside, wooden sword in hand, her tiny form illuminated by the glow of the hearth. She had insisted on a real one, but Cardan had one made just for her, something safe yet sturdy enough for her games.

Not that it doesn't hurt when she whacks us on the head with it. Because it does.

"Are you hiding now?" I tease. Alice stiffens at the sound of my voice, not quite knowing where it's coming from.

She glances around, lifting the sword slightly as if it will help her pinpoint my location.

"It's the best strategy," she declares confidently.