Third Person P.O.V
The only sounds were his labored breaths ,as he kept plowing the field, he had been up since 5 am, his chocolate brown hair tucked behind his ears, his lightly tanned skin streaked with sweat, his once white shirt now stained with dirt, one of his overalls straps undone, revealing some of his femine figure, his boots, tainted with mud. he put his plow down, looking at the field full of children like him unlucky enough to not have parents, he wiped sweat off his forehead, he was about to go back to work when he heard someone call his name.
"Eren!" he turned his head, and saw one of the younger children, Mina, her dark brown hair, in pig tails, flowing behind her as she ran up to the 15 year old boy, her washed out pink dress, tatttered and worn, from over use, as she got to Eren she was panting."What is it Mina?" Eren asked with a chuckle, a small smile on his face, once the little girl caught her breath, she looked up at Eren, her face serious. "Mrs.Leonhardt has requested your presence, along with Mikasa, and Armin's" Mina said worry etching into her voice, it was never good when Mrs.Leonhardt requested your presence, and she was worried for the boy, he was like the big brother of the orphanage, even if he did look femine. After hearing this, Eren's smile dropped,"Yes, thank you Mina, I shall be off, thank you for telling me" he said, before walking to the big, stone building, he has called home for 10 years, waving hello to the other children he passed by. When he got to the door he took off his boots and went into the building, sighing in content at the, slightly, cooler air. He was about to head to Mrs. Leonhardt's office when he smelled himself, his face scrunched up in disgust, he smelled awful, so instead he headed to his room, once he got there he looked through the little clothing he had, he found a green longsleeved shirt, that went past his fingertips, a pair of brown pants, and a pair of boots, once he got his clothes he headed to the wash room.
He set his clothes on the worn down bench they had in the washroom, he grabbed the bucket that was sitting next to barrel, or as they called it 'tub', and walked over to the water pump, once the bucket was full he went over to the tub and dumped it in, once the tub was full he eased himself in, already used to the fact it was cold, for only royalty or nobles had hot water.
(Le time Skip Brought to You By Im a Lazy Ass A/N:Btw Eren is 4'9 in this. ik short as fuck, but i wanted Hanji to still call Levi short stack so he still 5'3)
After he was satisfied that he was clean (he was there for an hour)
(A/N: Eren is also very keen on things being clean just he isn't as obsessed as Levi)
he got out of the 'tub' and dried off, once he was dry he put on the clothes he had set out, after he was dressed he headed out of the washroom, and to The Bit- I mean Mrs. Leonhardt's office. As he turned the last hall there was a set of brown double doors, with a nameplate above it, it was falling off its hinges, for its been there for who knows how long, on the nameplate read, Annie Leonhardt, as he approached the door he raised his fist and knocked, a muffled 'Come in' could be heard, as Eren opened the door he saw his two bestfriends, Mikasa, a girl with black shoulder lenght hair, fair skin, a scar under her left eye, always wears the same red scarf Eren gave her, when they were 12. Armin, a boy with blonde hair in the shape of a coconut , baby blue eyes, always has his nose stuck in a book, and infront of them sat a woman, no older then 30
blonde hair in a bun, cold blue eyes, and fair skin."I see you've finally joined us Eren." she snarled, her face set in a glare,"Sit." she commanded, voice cold, as the boy sat Mrs. Leonhardt pulled out a Letter with the royal stamp on it, she tossed it to Eren,"Read" she said, as Eren opened the letter, he read it aloud.
Dear Mrs. Leonhardt,
We are hereby requesting you send your three eldest children to the palace, September 23, male or female, to participate in a Series of Trials for Prince Levi Ackerman's hand in marriage, and a chance at becoming Queen, it is our decree that you MUST send your eldest children, between the ages of 15 to 18, We shall see you September 23, and may the odds forever be with you.
Sincerely,
The Kingdom of Freheit
As Eren finished reading. all three teens were paralized, Mikasa was the first to snap out of the shock, before she grabbed the letter from Eren's hands and read it, over and over again, Armin looked on the verge of tears, while Eren looked neutrel, his face devoid of emotion, as he sat there, his usually cheerful emerald colored orbs, now looking dead, he couldn't believe he was going to have to leave the children who needed him, who looked up to him, and for what? Because the Prince needed a Fucking House Wife!? To say Eren was pissed was an understatement, he was infuriated."I suggest you go pack, a carriage will be here in the morning to come and pick you three up" Mrs. Leonhardt, and the three were out of that office, there minds streaming with questions, but one stood out to all 'How are we gonna tell the kids?"
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