time ! ° meliodas

( one. )

YOU AWOKE TO SHOUTING. Men were sitting together, enjoying themselves. You sat in normal clothes, trying to keep the attention away from you. Your dark hood poured over your head, enveloping you in darkness.

You remembered you had entered a tavern and gotten ale, and it only went downhill from there. You pulled your hood up so you could see, trying to find the tavern keeper for some food.

"More ale?" A young voice asked you from the beside you. You lowered your voice slightly, as if to give off the impression you were a male.

"Yes." Your voice came out in a deep grumble, your chest vibrating with the effort it took. You took a chance and took a quick glance. There was a young blonde boy standing there with a pitcher of ale, the widest grin on his face.

You felt as if he knew you were a woman, despite your efforts to keep your identity a secret. You shifted your eyes everywhere but towards him, but his wide eyes were burning a whole into the side of your head.

He began to pour you some ale and then he started to walk away. You held out your hand to stop him. "May I have some food?" Your tone of voice had changed and you couldnt help but cringe at the thought. He definitely knew now, and by the looks of him he would say something about it.

"Sure thing." He said cheekily, walking away with a slight skip in his step. You hit your fist lightly on the table and laid your head back on the wood. Your eyes drifted to the posters on the wall, picturing the seven deadly sins. You then remembered what you were going through all this trouble for.

"Here you go!" The boy was back, and he had come bearing a plate of delicious looking food. You quickly dug in, soon regretting it. You emptied your stomach on the floor and the plate fell with it. Soon enough a pig came running towards the scraps and began to eat them.

You hadnt noticed that your hood had fallen, revealing your identity. You watched as the pig devoured the food, unable to look away. Your focus however shifted to a hand touching your body.

"Excuse me!" You shouted at the boy who was connected to the hand. He looked happy.

"You're excused." He said. His eyes were staring right into yours and he instantly knew. This woman he was groping was a holy knight. But what was a holy knight doing in his tavern.

Soon his attention and yours was drawn to the door, where a loud rumbling could be heard. The door opened and a suit of armor fell in its place. The men screamed and ran out as you and the boy stayed put. He finally released you and walked over to the suit of armor, peeling off the helmet.

You couldn't believe your eyes. It was Princess Elizabeth.