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Dean Winchester AU Part Four

Cinderella  AU
Three short knocks sounded on your door bringing a grin to your face. You silently slipped out of bed and with light footsteps made your way to the door.
"Who is it?" You whispered teasingly.
"Take a guess sweetheart" His husky voice answered back. God that voice! It alone had the power to make you weak at the knees.
You unlocked the door and opened it slightly so that just your face showed "Can I help you?"
He pushed you softly back into the room, shutting the door behind him. You heard the lock click into place causing you to instinctively bite your lip. "I think you know exactly why I'm here" He whispered, slowly making his way towards you.
"I haven't the foggiest" You retorted, a smirk on your face as he got so close that your chest skimmed against his.
He smirked down at you, leaning down slightly so that his face was right next to yours. You took a look down at his lips, just imagining what they would feel like. Your eyes snapped back up to his once you had caught yourself staring as his face broke into smirk. He leaned even closer, his lips on track for yours as your eyes fluttered closed when he stopped, his whisper breaking the silence "That's what I thought"
You opened your eyes in shock to see him turning away from you. You growled under your breath before taking his arm and pulling him back towards you.
He gladly let you, bringing his hand to cradle your neck as your lips attached to his. Your hands made their way to his hair, acting on instinct due to a lack of experience.
He smiled into the kiss before tracing his tongue along your bottom lip asking for entrance. You gladly allowed it, his tongue slipping into your mouth.
He patted the back of your thighs telling you to jump. You happily complied, wrapping your legs around his waist as he held you up, never once breaking the kiss.
He brought you over, pushing you against the wall before moving his lips to your neck, kissing, sucking, biting the area.
"God Dean" You moaned, clinging to him as if your life depended on it.
You heard him chuckled before kissing his way back up to your lips before taking you off the wall and laying you on the bed, moving to hover over you.
He continued to kiss you as you moved your hands down, clawing at the hem of his shirt. He reluctantly broke from the kiss, allowing you to sit up as he moved his hands to cover yours "Are you sure you want this?"
"God yes" You moaned out desperate to have him touch you again. He smirked and leaned back down and pressed another kiss to your lips before pulling back.
You whined once more at the loss of his touch "I'll be right back" He said pressing a short sweet kiss to your forehead "I promise sweetheart"
You grinned, collapsing back on the bed as a content sigh left your lips. Dean grinned and ran out of the door.
You laid back on the bed, enjoying the feel of the soft sheets underneath you, when there was a deep cackling. You froze in place, your eyes widening in fear as the voice spoke.
"Well he just has you wrapped around his little finger doesn't he?" You swore your heart stopped as you recognized the voice.
Seconds later there was a hand wrapped around your ankle, pulling you of the bed. You clawed at the sheets desperately but it was all in vain as your head hit the hard ground harshly.
"You will speak when spoken to understand?" Your mother spat as you nodded eagerly from the floor.
"Good now that that's done with" She smirked as she walked closer so that she was standing above you. She slowly raised her foot and pressed it to your throat, pressing down on your windpipe. "What did I tell you about embarrassing me?"
You tried to push up on her foot as you struggled to breath but it was to no avail.
"You come here and try to seduce him?!?" She asked outraged "Do you even know what you are doing?"
You shook your head, tears pouring from your eyes.
"Why was I even asking?" She spat, finally pulling her foot off of your throat as you immediately pulled your hand up to the area, coughing and sputtering "From what I saw you had no idea. You made a complete fool of yourself!"
You gathered all of the strength that you had as you pulled yourself off of the floor, scrambling out the door.
"Dean!" You croaked as loud as you could "Dean!" Her laughter was heard behind you again as she dragged you back into your room.
"God I always knew you were stupid but this is a whole new level." She threw you into the wall as she spoke "Dean is not coming for you?"
"No, no he is, he's-he's" You stuttered as she laughed harder.
"How do you think I'm here? Do you think just anyone can get me out of the dungeons?"
"No" You whispered shaking your head. "No he wouldn't do that"
"Oh dear" She whispered in fake sympathy as she picked you up by your hair "But he did" And with that she threw your head against the wall.
-
Large hands shook you awake as a loud screaming pierced your ears. Moments passed before your frightened brain was able to catch up to the situation. It was your screaming that filled the silence and Dean's hands that were on your shoulders.
You stopped screaming immediately and made eye contact with Dean, his eyes filled with concern. Before he had a chance to ask you latched onto him, burying your face deep in his shoulders as you fought back tears.
To your pleasure he didn't say anything, simply held you as tight as you held him, the silence of night filling the room once again.
"My mother" You whispered without letting go. "Where is she?"
"She's in the dungeon" Dean assured you immediately
"And you'd-" You stopped yourself, unsure of how to ask the next question.
"What is it?"
"you would never let her out. Right?" Your voice was soft and scared as you held onto him tighter.
To your displeasure he pulled back, his bright green eyes staring concerned into yours. "Where is this coming from?"
You shook your head, moving your gaze away "You're right it's stupid"
"No no no" He whispered, cupping your cheek in his hand and pulling your gaze back to his "I will not let her out, I would never do anything to hurt you."
You nodded slowly and brought your hand up to cover his, leaning into his touch slightly. You noticed how his face erupted into a soft smile as you did so, your eyes being aromatically drawn to his lips.
His eyes tracked your's, his smile getting even bigger. You smiled back at him, gathered all of your courage and leaned in, however, just as your lips were about to touch he stopped you.
"I don't want to take advantage of you" He whispered, his forhead resting against yours.
"You aren't." You responded "This is my choice"
"And don't get me wrong I love this choice" He smiled, slowing pulling back "But just...not now"
You nodded back, an awkward silence filling the room.
Dean nodded along with you before sighing quietly and beginning to stand up.
"Will you stay with me?" The question came out of your mouth before you could stop it. "I mean you don't have to it's just-the-uh-the" You stuttered not sure where you were going with the sentence. Dean's brows furrowed for a brief second before he nodded, to your relief.
You smiled at him and pulled your feet back under the covers as he walked around to the other side of the bed, getting in next to you. He wasn't sure where you stood on him, the yelling instance of a few days ago still fresh in his mind.
You, however, decided to ignore any possible consequence and set your head on his chest, wrapping your arms around him. He was surprised at first, unable to get your scared face out of his mind, but soon wrapped his arm around you. He placed a soft kiss to your forehead before drifting off to sleep.
-
You woke with your head laying on the opposite side of the bed as your body. You pushed yourself up and yawned before rubbing the sleep from your eyes.
You frowned as you remembered how you feel asleep, or rather who with. You ran your fingers over the now cold spot in the sheets. You tried to convince yourself that it was for the best, that it stopped you from getting too attached, that he obviously wasn't that into you.
You dragged yourself out of bed and walked to the door, pulling it open to come face to face with two young women.
"Uh-hello" You stuttered.
"Hello" They answered in unison with smiles on their faces "We were instructed to help you get dressed but not to wake you up."
"Wow-uh-thanks" You answered unsure of what else to say "But I think I can dress myself."
The two looked at each other with curious eyes "but we were instructed to help you"
"How about you show me to the clothes then I dress myself?" You tried.
They shared another look before nodding. They walked through the door, opening one of the closet doors revealing rows of elegant dresses.
You felt your jaw drop as you saw them, absolutely mesmerized by them "Uh-which one should I pick?"
They grinned at each other before one walked over and pulled out one of the dresses.
You grinned back at them "Perfect"
-
You dressed yourself relatively quickly, most of your time actually spent just looking at yourself in the mirror, almost unable to believe that it was your reflection staring back at you.
Once you were finally satisfied you walked out of the room, this time met face to face with a rather handsome knight.
"I'm here to escort you to breakfast" He smiled offering his arm to you.
You smiled back and took it. He led you swiftly through the halls, conversation so minimal that it was almost inexistent, but it wasn't too bad of a walk.
You were led through two large, heavy wooden doors and into a large dining room. A long table was adorned with countless breakfast dishes as Sam, Dean, and the king sat at it.
You smiled to the knight and slowly walked across the room, unsure of where you were supposed to be. Dean, however, took care of that uncertainness by getting up and offering you his arm, leading you to a chair next to his and pulling it out for you.
"Y/N correct?" The king asked you.
"Uh-yes your highness" You answered immediately.
He smiled at you and nodded "Well please eat, god knows we have more than enough food" He chuckled at his own joke prompting a chuckle from you as well.
You stole a look at Dean out of the corner of your eye as a plate was placed in front of you. He avoided your gaze as he stayed focused on his father's and brother's conversation, unsure of what to do. Sure you had opened up to him last night again but he still couldn't forgive himself for scaring you like he did.
You watched as Dean moved his hands down to his lap, fiddling with them in an almost nervous fashion. You slowly reached over and covered one of them with your own. He froze under your touch for a brief moment making you think you had made a mistake before he took it.
You bit back a smile only to be pulled out of your own mind by the king as he addressed you.
"So Y/N-" He began, nonchalantly taking a bite out of his food "I don't mean to be rude but how long do you plan on staying"
Dean immediately tensed, his hand tightening on yours.
"Oh-I'm so sorry I did not mean to intrude" You rambled immediately.
"Oh no it's no trouble" He waved you off "I just wanted to be able to give the maids an approximation for how long they should keep on having to clean the room." He paused, chuckling to himself for a moment "It's not as if you'll be staying forever"
You let out your own awkward chuckle as Sam shot Dean some sort of look. Dean, on the other hand, kept his jaw clamped shut as his hand tightened further on your own.
"I will try and get out of here as soon as possible" You assured him, ignoring the puppy dog eyes Dean was shooting you "I just need to find a place to stay first"
"Please stay as long as you need" He smiled at you as you nodded along.
"Uh-Y/N I have a place in the palace I would love to show you" Sam spoke up, not taking his eyes off of his brother as he shot him a look who's meaning you couldn't discern.
"Uh yeah sure" You agreed, standing up and only letting go of Dean's hand at the last moment.
You followed Sam out of the room as Dean and his father stayed put.
-
Dean sat in silence for a while with his father, the only sounds being the clanking and scraping of knives and forks on plates.
Finally Dean broke the silence, not looking up at his father as he spoke "so are you that desperate to get rid of her?"
The king sighed "I knew I had struck something when I asked that." He set his silverware down and looked squarely at his son "Look Dean she's a nice girl and I'm absolutely thrilled that you're helping her but she needs to leave before people get the wrong idea"
"The wrong idea?" Dean grunted, not trusting himself to look up from the plate without looking up.
The king sighed again, running a hand over his face "Yes and you know what I am talking about. A mysterious woman around your age is brought into the castle and doesn't leave for a while. I just want to make sure people of quality know that you are still available"
"And what if I'm not?" Dean responded immediately
"Not what?"
"Available" He answered simply.
"For god's sake Dean" The king sighed "You aren't seriously telling me that you're in love with this girl!"
"So what if I am?"
"You've known her for less than a week! Are you telling me that you're her Romeo and she your Juliet? Need I tell you how that story ends?!"
"Look you told me to find a bride and I have, I don't see the problem"
"Don't see the problem" The king muttered under his breath "The problem is that she's not nobility. I've already told you what must happen..."
"No you told me that you'd give me time to find someone I love" Dean cut him off angrily.
"And I never thought you'd pick someone of such a low standing" The king spat "Dean you are a prince and with that title comes responsibilities, one of those being to marry a princess"
Dean locked his jaw and stood up so fast that his chair knocked back, walking briskly from the room.
"You don't even know her!" The king called after him though Dean ignored every word.
You walked with Sam through the halls, your arm linked in his as he led you around, no destination in mind.
"I apologize for what my father said" Sam spoke causing you to sigh.
"You need not apologize" You assured him "He was right, I'm a guest who has overstayed her welcome"
"You and I both know that you are more than a guest" Sam replied, neither of you making eye contact.
You sighed a little "Sam, but I am just a guest" From the corner of your eye you saw him slump his shoulders slightly "This is a royal palace, you guys are royalty. Me? I'm a peasant, the palace's charity case"
"Is that what Dean said" Sam whispered, only loud enough that you weren't sure you were supposed to hear it. As a result you decided to ignore it, instead focusing on your walk. Consequently Sam spoke up seconds later "For the record I'm going to miss you"
This brought the corners of your mouth up involuntarily "I'm going to miss you too"
At this Sam chuckled slightly "If Dean can't do it I'll date you if I have to"
You looked up at him, eyebrows raised "I appreciate your sacrifice"
Sam's face dropped as he realized what he sounded like "No-no I didn't" He immediately began stuttering.
"Please Sam I think you've said enough" You mumbled, biting the inside of your cheek to contain your laughter.
Sam nodded and kept walking, completely silent before he couldn't take it anymore "I swear I didn't mean it like that. It would be an honor to date you"
You looked up at him and burst out laughing, he looked confused for a moment before realization hit him. He shook his head and chuckled "You're messing with me"
You nodded as he chuckled slightly. "God I'm going to miss you" He whispered pulling you into a hug. You happily returned it, wrapping your arms around him and burying your face into his chest.
"I'm going to miss you too"
"You know you don't have to go" He whispered back as you pulled back from him.
"I do though" He sighed again, knowing he wasn't getting anywhere with you "I think I can just stay with Richard"
He nodded and bit his tongue to keep from arguing further, instead opting to change the subject "So how would you like to see the library?"
"I'd love too" You answered immediately, looping your arm with his.
You were about to turn the corner when you were stopped by your name being called. You turned around to see Dean running in your direction.
A wide smile crossed Sam's face as he took a step away from you, not that you noticed. You were too entranced with Dean. He dashed towards you, barely slowing down as he neared. In one swift move he picked you up, spinning you around in the air earning high pitched squeals from you.
When he had finally stopped spinning you both had huge smiles on your faces, light hearted chuckles falling from your lips, and were panting slightly.
Dean kept you in his arms, your toes just skimming above the floor. "I love you" He breathed out catching you by surprise.
"I love you too" The words slipped past your lips before you could stop them. This wasn't supposed to go like this, it was supposed to be a clean break, keep as much of your heart, and his, intact.
You watched as his smile got even bigger, it was then that you decided that you didn't regret those words, not if they brought him this much happiness.
You froze as you watched him slowly dip his head towards yours. You panicked as you saw him pucker his lips slightly, you had never kissed anyone before. However, before you could do anything his lips grazed yours. Your eyes fluttered closed on their own accord. His lips moved slowly and softly as you moved yours to match. The world around you dissolved and you became lost in him.
All too soon your lungs began to burn from lack of air. You reluctantly pushed back from him, climbing down from his arms, though he kept you close, your forehead resting against his.
You chuckled slightly as he did the same. You were about to speak up when he beat you to it "Marry me"
The words were few, they came out breathy, and they were light, and yet the still carried so much weight.
You pulled back from him, your eyes searching his as his searched yours. "Dean" You breathed out.
"Just-just wait" He begged you, taking both your hands in his "I know it's soon, I mean I just learned your name a few days ago" He chuckled at his own joke as you couldn't help but do the same "but I know that I love you, I love you more have I have ever loved anyone and if there is anyone I want to spend the rest of my life with it's you" A blush dusted your cheeks as he talked giving him more confidence "So please just consider it"
You sighed, looking deeply into his brilliant green eyes "Dean" You sighed again causing Dean's face to drop "I have considered it, and it can't happen"
"But why not" He mused, cupping your cheek with one hand as you unconsciously leaned into his touch.
"Your father is right" You sighed, nearly choking on the words as you said them "You're royalty and I'm just-"
Dean cut you off "No don't say it" He urged you "You're more than that. God Y/N you are so much more you just need to look past this-this barrier"
"Dean this isn't a barrier you can just look past" You said, a lump forming in your throat "We just can't be together"
"No it is a barrier we can look past" He insisted "All you have to do is choose to, I know I already have and after we do so the rest will follow"
You looked at him skeptically "And besides Y/N you are so much more than your class. You are funny and sarcastic and witty and beautiful and kind and strong and so many more things!"
You bit your lip to keep yourself from smiling too big as Dean continued on "Besides I don't want royalty, I want you. I want you for everything you are, not something you're not"
You began to nod your head slowly "Ok" You answered simply.
"Ok?" Dean asked, more out of disbelief than anything "Is that a yes?"
You laughed and nodded "I would love to marry you"
Dean stared at you for a moment, disbelief evident on every feature as the corners of his mouth slowly inched their way up. You laughed again and put your hands on either side of his face, bringing his lips down to meet yours.
You had meant for it to be a quick celebratory kiss though Dean had other plans, he put his hands on your hips, bringing you further into him before gracefully lifting you up causing you to giggle into the kiss. You, in turn wrapped your legs around him, never once breaking it. Dean softly pushed you against the wall, letting it support some of your weight before you were interrupted by someone clearing their throat.
You and Dean both broke apart reluctantly, though you stayed supported on the wall, to see Sam looking at you with a big smile on his face, behind him most of the palaces staff, equally big smiles on their faces. Upon seeing your recognition of their presence the staff burst into applause causing your cheeks to redden. Dean began to laugh and you soon followed suit, hiding your head in his shoulder.
Dean carefully set you down and the two of you made your way to the middle of the hallway, making dramatic bows and waves once you got there. He spun you around before pulling you into him, you laughing the entire time, before he led you down the hall.
You let out a few last chuckles and leaned your head on his chest as he wrapped his arm around your waist. "What are we going to tell your father" You mumbled into his chest.
He chuckled slightly, the vibrations in his chest causing your head to bob slightly. "I have a plan for that."
-
You walked through the streets, hand in hand with Dean, for everyone to see. Jealous girls glared in your direction while others gossiped, their heads clumped together as not so quiet whispers flowed from their lips.
You watched them with uneasy eyes. You could feel them watching you, judging you. Dean watched you, a small frown on his face as he watched your features drop. He gave your hand a squeeze drawing your attention back to him.
You peaked up at him out of the corner of your eye to see him send you a quick wink. Needless to say it did nothing to calm you. His frown deepened and he leaned down, whispering in your ear "They are going to love you."
You looked up at him skeptically as he smiled at you. You shook your head, looking around before ushering him into a secluded alley.
"What if they don't" The words left your mouth in a rushed whisper.
"Slow down" He whispered, cupping your cheek and waiting for you to take a deep breath "Now tell me what is wrong"
"What if they don't like me" You said, your breaths rushed and shaky "What if they all hate me"
"Hey that won't happen" He assured you "They are going to love you"
"But how can you know that?" You sighed, breaking back from him "What if they don't see me but they just see that I'm not the same class? What if they-" You rambled only to be cut off by Dean's lips connecting with yours.
You gasped slightly as he pulled back your eyebrows raised "What did we say?" You looked at him, still wide eyed, still not used to that not uttering a word "If we look past the barriers they will too" You shook your head, opening your mouth to object except Dean beat you to it "And before you object it does work that way, trust me when I say that they will see you for you."
You frowned slightly, wanting to say so much though keeping your mouth shut, knowing he had more to say "You are beautiful, you are smart, you are amazing and that is what they will see." He calmed you, his deep velvety voice instantly crushing any doubts. If this amazing man loved you how could they not?
You chuckled slightly, doing your best force the lump down your throat as a few stray tears streamed down your face. Dean chuckled slightly in response, cupping your cheek again and rubbing away the tears with his thumb.
"Ok now tell me again" He whispered with a grin on his face causing you to giggle.
"I would love to marry you" You recited an equally big grin on your face.
His smile got bigger as he pulled you into a hug "I love hearing you say that" He whispered.
"I love saying it" You chuckled, pulling back just enough to connect your lips to his again.
Dean smiled into the kiss, reluctantly letting you pull back and lead him out of alley.
You were both fully aware of the eyes on you as you left it. Of the small smiles on some faces and the jealous scowls on others.
"You ready?" He whispered, giving your head another squeeze.
You nodded your head and he grinned, stopping you in your tracks.
"Ok" He whispered before speaking louder "Y/N" He put extra emphasis on your name, chuckling slightly as he said it, a sort of inside joke between the two of you. "I have a confession to make" You nodded with his words as a crowd gathered around you. "I love you" The words came out softer, sweeter, and that was when you knew he was speaking to you, not to the crowd of people whom you were here to talk in front of, but to you. These words were his and they were yours, no one else's.
"God you have no idea how much I love you" His eyes glassed over and you were sure yours did the same, "I love you enough to hope that you will not care that I am being selfish in trying to make the rest of my life happy by spending it with you" You swear you could feel your heart stop, your breathing stop, everything stopped "And I just hope you want to spend yours with me too" He pulled up on his pants slightly, giving him enough range of motion to kneel to the ground, pulling out a box in the process.
You thought you would be ready, after all this was the plan, you knew all about it. But you weren't. Even prior knowledge couldn't stop the tears that streamed down your face.
And there they were, four little words, the same soft lighthearted pretense with a much deeper, more passionate meaning "Will you marry me"
This time there was no hesitation, no debate, no argument, there was one word you wanted to say. One word that easily danced over your lips. "Yes" The word flowed easily from them, in an almost sob.
Dean grinned and easily slipped the ring over your finger. It fit perfectly, as if it were meant for you. Which in a way you believed it was, or at least liked to believe it was. Dean sprung up from his kneel and took your face in his hands, pressing his lips to yours.
You loved this part, kissing him. He was soft, he was sweet, and he was yours. This man, this amazing, gorgeous, brilliant, sexy man was yours, forever. And you were his.
He pulled back, you reluctantly doing the same and just stared at each other, lost in each other. Only when Dean grinned did the rest of the world appear to you.
Clapping; the sound filled the air around you, taking you by surprise. You looked around at the people surrounding you and saw nothing but smiles. There were no judgmental faces, no jealous scowls, not even a frown, just happy faces.
You looked up at Dean to see him already looking at you, a soft smile on his face. He mouthed an 'I told you so' causing you to laugh. You took the extra step forward and threw your arms around him. Never have you been so happy to be so wrong.
-
You squealed in delight as Dean swiftly picked you up bridal style mere steps from the front gates of the castle. "What are you doing?" You laughed as Dean threw you up in the air slightly in order to get his hands in a better position.
"I believe this is customary" He replied with a smug smile.
"Yes after the wedding" You giggled throwing your arms around his neck to give yourself more balance.
"Sorry" He winked carrying you up the steps "I got excited.
You gazed up at him, a wide smile on your face prepared to say something when you watched his face fall. With a curious look you followed his gaze to see the king standing in front of you.
"I hear congratulations are in order" He said through a clenched jaw.
"Dad I-" Dean began, letting you down only to be cut off by the king raising his hand.
"Throne room, now" Was all he said before turning around, leaving you and Dean to follow him.
-
"...COMPLETELY IRRISPONIBLE AND STUPID..." To be honest you weren't entirely sure what the king was saying at this point. All you knew was that Dean was holding your hand, albeit discretely and behind your back but it didn't matter, his simple touch told you that you were going to be ok.
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" Dean spoke to answer the king's question meaning you didn't have to, which was good considering you didn't think you'd be able to. You couldn't help but think of how drastically your life had changed in such a short time. If you had told yourself a month ago that today you would be yelled at by the king for marrying the prince you wouldn't have believed it. Being yelled at by your mother, well that you counted on.
"Dean get out I need to speak with Y/N" The sound of your name brought your attention back to the conversation. Dean was by your side for quite some time before he gave one last squeeze and dropped your hand, leaving.
The large doors shut behind him signaling his newfound absence from the room as you played with your fingers behind your back, a tingling sensation left behind by Dean's touch and a large metal cool band now around your finger kept your attention.
"What do you want?" The question was frank and to be honest it was fair. You came from nothing so naturally it would be assumed your every action was a response to some desire previously considered unattainable.
You brought your hands out from behind your back and looked down at them, spinning the ring on your finger, thinking about your answer before voicing it "Dean"
The king visibly rolled his eyes and sighed, a reaction you were expecting "If it's money I can give you that just leave my boy out of it"
You let your hands fall and made eye contact with the king "With all due respect your majesty I don't want anything, not riches not power, I want Dean." A warm smile crossed your face as you continued "I want his charm, I want his smile, I want his laugh, I want the way he makes me laugh, I want the bubbly sensation that occurs in my stomach when he is around" You got lost in your own words,"I just want him"
"You don't expect me to believe that do you?" The king asked in not a disgusted or disapproving voice but rather out of desperation. He needed to believe that you had another motive, that you could give him a reason to stop the wedding.
"Honestly no, but it's the truth" You shrugged, surprised at the calmness you've been able to maintain throughout this conversation "I really do love your son, and I think he loves me too."
"Ok if you do love him as you say give me a reason" the king began, sitting down on his throne, a sort of exertion of power, a way to show you that you were powerless in this room. "Tell me how did you know?"
"I wish nothing more to tell you a long and enchanting love story" You sighed, admitting it honestly "to tell you that I had fancied him for quite some time, that I nearly fainted when he first talked to me, how every conversation after that sent butterflies flurrying in my stomach." Your words issued another smile on your face as your gaze became fixed at the base of his throne, not making eye contact. "But it wouldn't be true. There is no story, I just looked at him one day and I knew. He picked me up when I was down and brought me back to life." You chuckled slightly "I was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff, and he was the wind that stirred me about the world"
You sighed once more, this one a much happier and lighthearted sigh, finished with your speech and looked hesitantly back up at the king to see his slouched back in his chair, any unspoken exertion of power long forgotten as he pondered over your words "I can see why he likes you" His words caught you by surprise. "I'm going to be perfectly frank with you, I hope you do not mind" He warned you as you nodded, not trusting your voice "I told him to find love, never thinking that he would actually find it, never mind that he would love someone like you." He shrugged again, not making eye contact "I thought I knew you from the beginning, that you wanted nothing more than the throne, that you were a mere peasant not worthy of sweeping the floors"
The confession hit you at your core as you forced yourself to stand tall, to take everything he said with an unreadable expression "However when I first met you at breakfast you were-" He paused chuckling at the memory "To my surprise, polite, even despite my forward and inconsiderate comment. However, admittedly I still did not trust you but now-" He paused again talking a breath "Now I see that it is not you that got lucky but him." Your eyebrows shot up on their own accord "You are everything I had ever hoped for Dean to find and more."
"And I know that any man, no matter their status, would be lucky to have you" Your heart dropped with your gaze as he said this, thinking that he still didn't approve. "Including my son" The finish of his sentence surprised you as your gaze shot back up to his to see him leaning forward in the throne, a soft smile on his face "And if you would allow me I would be honored to hand you off to him, as your future father-in-law"