Prince Of Strength~Masrur Fanfic

Chapter 5 - Calm Before the Storm

I sat down over top of the coliseum with a heavy sigh as my father rose up with his sword in his hand. Crashing it down it caught the attention of the crowd, quickly hushing them. "My daughter Balendin will marry only the strongest, and today we present to you some of the worlds strongest champions. They shall all fight for her hand and the only one left standing shall claim her!" He announced making the crowd cheer. He sat down beside me letting out a groan. "I am getting too old for your shenanigans." He scolded glancing over at me who simply smirked as Masrur entered the field with his stern expression. A larger man entered the field, he must have been twice the size of Masrur, but that didn't worry me. The larger man was padded in armor and seemed quite full of himself as he drew his sword pointing it towards me. "I shall win this beauties heart with one swing of this blade!" He yelled out before pointing it at a yawning Masrur. "How dare you yawn at a mighty opponent." He growled at the red head.

"Oh you are my opponent I thought you were just a warm up." Masrur said rolling his shoulder around causing the man to pop a vein in anger. "How dare you, die at my blade!" He yelled as he swung his blade downwards at Masrur quickly. Raising his hand Masrur caught the blade snapping it in two with sheer strength. Quivering the man let go of the handle slowly backing away. "Th-that red hair, I thought your kind was only a legend!" He stuttered out quickly bowing at Masrur's feet. "I surrender!" He pleaded before crawling away. "That was it?" Masrur muttered. "That wasn't even a warm up." He sighed clapping his hands together, brushing away the shards of the blade.

The crowd had come to a still, even quieter than when the king brought down his blade. Astonished by his performance before bursting into a loud roar of cheering. "You weren't kidding when you said he was a force to be reckoned with." My father smiled sitting up in his throne. "I told you father, he is the warrior I want." My father looked at me with a risen eyebrow. "You would be actually willing to marry this one?"

"Of course, he meets all of my standards." I grinned clapping my hands together as Masrur walked out of the coliseum. "You know Yorio worked hard to meet those standards which is why I chose him." He said as Yorio entered with his challenger. My eyes narrowed as I noticed a dark essence around him for a moment. He drew a normal silver sword matching himself against his enemy before swiftly slicing past him. For a moment his opponent stood, but a gash of spurting blood proved otherwise. Falling to the ground, Yorio was victorious. Slinging the blood off his silver blade he walked away from the bloody scene. A chill ran through my body as I watched his cold expression unwavering. It was a complete swap from the person he once was.

-Past-

"Balendin since you are back from your training it is time to think about you marriage." Father said with a chipper smile as my eyebrow twitched in slight anger. "Meet Yorio, he is a high noble's son who is just your age!" A short little timid boy walked out holding the brim of his shirt. It was almost cute, but I wasn't having it. "No." I replied bluntly sending the whole room into shock. "W-what Balendin?!" My father stuttered out, his face turning a flush red. "I want someone who can match my strength, plus I am still a little too young to get married."

"What do you mean Balendin?" He asked pinching the bridge of his nose as poor Yorio looked like he was about to cry. "You did not send me off to train just so I would have to not only protect myself, but my husband as well? I will not stand for it!" I growled crossing my arms in a huff. "Fine, on your eighteenth birthday I will hold a competition for your hand. Will that make you happy?"He compromised.

-Present-

"My lady you shouldn't fall asleep." Airavata whispered in my ear. My eyes slowly fluttering open before jolting up in surprise. How could I have fallen asleep!? Airavata snickered to himself as Ariyday walked up beside him. "It seems that you managed to sleep through most of the competition, Masrur has won every battle without breaking a sweat." Ariyday assured me knowing I would want to know. "And Yorio?"

"He has some skill, but it seems that he is starting to get tired." Airavata commented gripping his chin. "But I did sense something off about him while I was with Masrur." He started. "I was down below congratulating him on his win just as Yorio passed by. He is definitely not the same timid little boy we once knew."

"Didn't he go off on some training just after being rejected by our little heart breaking princess?" Ariyday snickered. "Once I think about it he did, but I can't remember the exact place." Airavata scratched his head for a moment trying to think harder, but nothing came to mind. "I will have to go and do some research, I will join back with you later my lady." He said before wandering off.

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Finally after a long day the tournament came to a close for the finals. A battle between Masrur and Yorio, everyone was on the edge of their seats for it. A brute against a skilled swordsmen they murmured amongst each other. "He isn't exactly throne material." One maid mumbled to another. "But the princess seems quite fond of him." A butler retorted as the women frowned at him.

Masrur followed closely behind me as I danced into the throne room. I was over joyed that the tournament was going so well. My heart raced in my chest as I spun around catching Masrur's hand to stop myself. My face lit up looking at the sight of his, I wanted so badly to kiss him. My hand reached up caressing his face gently.

"Like a lion and a lamb." Yorio's voice growled walking out from the shadows. I ripped my hand back frowning at him. Masrur made sure to put himself between us as Yorio neared with a spiteful glare. "Do you really think a animal like you could ever love or protect her like I could?"

"That is not your choice to make Yorio." I spat finding myself easily angered by his pompous attitude. "You know what wasn't my choice?" He asked with a dark stare.

"What Yorio?" I spat.

"Falling in love with you."

A awkward silence fell over the hall causing the servants to leave quickly. "I admired you Balendin, a strong independent woman is very rare these days. But when you refused the marriage proposal I had to prove to you that I wasn't as helpless as you made me out to be." He growled throwing his hand on his chest. "My heart aches for you, I was willing to do anything to prove it to you. But instead you chose him...." He glared. "Tomorrow I will take your heart, one way or another." With that he marched away, making sure to brush shoulders with Masrur before leaving.

I felt a shallow breeze fall over me making me shiver slightly. An odd sensation crawling across my skin like little spiders on my body. It was uncomfortable, why was I feeling this way? Suddenly two strong arms embraced me, making the feeling dissipate into a warm fuzzy feeling. "Masrur...." I mumbled gripping his arm gently. "Hm?"

"Promise you will win tomorrow." I cringed biting my lip as to hold the quacking fear within me. "I promise." He whispered in my ear.

I wasn't ready to let go of him, but I knew I had too before the servants came back. I didn't want to lose this warmth in my life. He made me feel like my clipped wings could fly again. He brought warmth into my cold stone heart, melting away its solid form. It felt like it was beating within me again. Fluttering like a bird flying for the first time, pelting against my chest gently at even the thought of him. More so when I looked at him, and it ached when he left.

I didn't want to imagine the feeling of it he were to leave for ever.....

Please....

Don't go.....

-To Be Continued! (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻

A/N - Sorry for the short ones but I am literally writing these at 4am in the morning. I hope they don't read so~ XD

But I will try to update this every Sunday!