Aaron x Reader // Iron Heart

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Y/n -

The wind started picking up in the forest so I had to hold my hood over my head. Irene forbid they see the poison chamber on my neck. Then I'm dead for sure. 

Eventually, we made it back to Phoenix Drop and I was locked into the same cell again, with fixed bars this time, but still iron. I immediately fell asleep, since I didn't really get a good sleep last night. Little did I know that these dreams were going to remind me of some bad memories...

Flashback -

"Y/N! WAKE UP!" I heard my mother yell from downstairs. I sighed and rolled out of my bed, landing on the floor. I stood up and put on my dress. Today was going to be the worst day of my life, I just didn't know it yet. I walked down the steps and I saw my mother in her favorite glistening blue dress. She looked gorgeous, but too bad she's an awful person. She looked me up and down and mumbled to herself. She grabbed my wrist and started leading me to the ballroom of our castle. "Why are you wearing that dress?" She sounded annoyed.

"You told me I can pick which dress I wanted to wear."

"You were supposed to pick the lacy white one. Whatever, this will just have to work. We're already running late." She shoved me into the room and I had to start walking down the aisle. Nobody to walk me down or anything, my dad just watched in the corner while drinking rum. I kept myself together and walked up to my future "husband". I didn't want to marry him, but it was my only choice other than death. And at this point, I wasn't very sure if I made the correct decision. He wasn't even a cute man. He was about a foot shorter than me and he looked dirty. My parents just made me marry him because his father is rich. They figured that I should be of some use to them, since I've always been not exactly the normal type of princess.

I'm taller than most people, I've always had an interest in fighting, but girls aren't allowed to be fighters where I live. I'm not exactly the prettiest, and I'm pretty smart, unlike most princesses around here who are just dumb bimbos.

Anyways, we went through with the stupid wedding ceremony, then I was shipped over to my new husband's castle to live with him. Keep in mind, I'm only about 15 at this time. My 'husband' is about 30. So basically double my age. He could never find a woman to love him, so I was forced to. 

Immediately, he took me up to his room. I put my few belongings down and started unpacking. Then he grabbed my hips and slammed me against the wardrobe. "What the fuck?!" I yelled and pushed him away, making him hit the wall in front of me.

"Playing hard to get I see? I like it..." He said again, coming closer to me. I started swinging at him and he fell back. He fell into a mirror, causing it to shatter onto the floor. He grabbed a piece of glass and put it to me neck. "Stop fucking fighting me. We're married now and you're mine." I stood there in silence. He pointed at the bed and I walked over to it. I sat down and he tried to get on top of me. I flipped him over and knocked the glass out of his hand.  "You stupid bitch." He exclaimed as he punched me in the face and grabbed another mirror piece. He tried to stab my neck. I dodged his strike and grabbed a piece of glass myself. I put it to his neck.

"You're fucking disgusting." I stated.

"Your parents weren't lying. You really are a mistake." Then I snapped. I rose the glass above my head and dropped it straight into his eye. He screamed in agony, but I just stared at him.

"Fucking failure. You're a literal waste of existence." I spat on him, locked the door, and put the wardrobe in front of it to stop help from coming in. I left him there and escaped out of the window. Then I felt an arrow go into my back, causing me to fall off of the building.

Then I woke up. "Iron Heart, wake up." It was the blue-haired girl. I felt my face and it was covered in sweat. I got up like the woman asked and I squeezed out of the bars before she could unlock the door. "We just fixed those!"

"I told you. Get obsidian." The woman rolled her eyes and grabbed my wrists. I glared at her but she scratched my wrist with some kind of bear claw. I squealed in pain, but she ignored me. "Where are we even going?"

"You're being exiled."

"Good, can I just have my staff?"

"Why? Is it laced with some kind of magic or something?"

"No, it's just a good weapon. If I drop it, other people don't know how to use it right, so they can't use it against me.

"Hmm... I'd like you if you weren't a murderer." I growled. I am a murderer. But nobody has actually heard the story. Not like anyone would believe me anyways.

"Do I get my fucking staff?"

"Yes, you'll get it when we arrive at the drop-off zone. Now be quiet."

Aaron - 

Garroth, Laurance, Dante and I were waiting at the so-called 'drop-off zone' where y/n would be left. 

Katelyn suddenly arrived with her and untied y/n's hands. She grabbed her staff and adjusted her hood. "Can I go now?"

"Yes, and don't come back." Garroth said.

"You're just mad I hit you upside the head with a stick and you couldn't walk." I almost laughed, which rarely happens, but it's true. Then y/n walked off into the forest without looking back. I wonder if she'll ever come back...