Y/N had been so close. Just a little farther and she would've gone crashing through the trees in the direction of the camp, and even if Tarleton continued to follow her she would've had an army behind her. She really did think she would make it, naturally no such luck. Tarleton had rode up beside her when her horse slid on a frozen puddle resulting in being slowed down, and slammed her in the back of the head with the butt of his sword.
As she flipped off her horse and landed face first in the snow, she inhaled painfully. The last thing Y/N thought about was her promise to John as she blacked out. When she awoke a few hours later, she felt a white hot pain in her head and groaned loudly before pressing her palm to her forehead. The h/c haired female teared up from the pain but wiped away her tears.
'I cannot show weakness, it would only bring more pride to my captors.'
Y/N thought determinedly as she stood up only to topple over due to chains on her wrists holding her to the floor. She winced as her rear hit the cold stone floor beneath her before pushing herself onto her knees and continuing to apply pressure to her forehead.
Y/N remained in that position until she heard the sound of multiple footsteps. She slid back against the wall and lifted her head high to show her defiance as the sound of voices slowly increased in audibilty. her e/c eyes glared at the owners of the voices as they stopped in front of her cell. She gawked in horror at one of the men standing behind the bars of her cell.
"Ah, I'm sure you remember me little slave. It's been quite awhile, yes?"
Y/N cowered slightly under the ice blue gaze of the man she feared more than anyone. She paid no mind to the man beside the king, knowing full well it was Tarleton.
"This is the maid servant that you wanted me to capture? That's quite ironic, I simply caught her because she took off with my battle plans for Cowpens."
Tarleton mused as he regarded the cowering female behind the bars with interest. King George simply raised his hand to silence the British general before replying.
"You mean this little thing of a woman was the spy that nearly escaped with crucial battle plans? You honestly believe you are great general?'
The royal hissed at Tarleton with disapproval before continuing his rant. Glaring at the offended general every time he attempted to interrupt to defend his pride.
"If she had gotten away, I would've demoted you. That is an embarrassment to the empire and myself."
The general returned his withering glances before averting his gaze and leaning against the prison wall.
"Well, she didn't get away and that is what matters at the moment. I believe I deserve a little credit for catching your property and protecting the battle plans."
Y/N suddenly shook the chains restricting her aggressively and jutted in the conversation between the king and general.
"I am no one's Property."
She pronounced property with venom as she sat up on her knees, leaning forward in a hostile position. Her e/c eyes burned into the king's as he gave her a surprised look. What she hadn't expected was him bursting out laughing, amusement in his frosty blue eyes.
"This is why I want her, that fiery attitude of hers. I will very much enjoy breaking her."
His laughter died down to a chuckle as Y/N stared at him with horror.
"You are a sick, insane man with issues."
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Just A Slave (John Laurens x Reader x Yandere!King George)
FanfictionY/N spent the early years of her life scrubbing floors and serving the wealthy. The least to say was that she wanted a better opportunity to leave her mark in history. That chance came on the day she was being auctioned in the center of a small town...
