mileven oneshots [completed]

captured

i've been hoping to write a princess/stable boy au for a while, so hopefully you enjoy.

el is a princess around the captured by rebels and mike a stable boy who wants to save her.

"the king said that whoever could save her, gets her hand in marriage. and i mean, who would pass up on that opportunity?"

(that dress up there is the dress i imagined her wearing)^

it's a long one so hang in there. 

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mike had many friends.

each horse that he groomed counted as a friend. each horse had its own name, personality, and it's own knight or soldier that rode it. there were over fifty horses in the stable that he could call his friends.

but mike had one best friend.

the princess.

she would come down to see him and only him. she used to come down just to ride horses, but around age ten they had become best friends. they would play together, talk with one another, make each other laugh and mock the monarchy.

around age fourteen, mike realized he was in love with someone he had no chances with.

el wasn't officially engaged to anyone yet, but he heard whispers that she was to be married to the prince of austria, who was like thirty.

now, el and mike were only seventeen.

around seven at night that very particular day in april, all the soldiers and knights came in to claim their horse. it was very odd, usually, that only happened in cases of emergencies.

so mike asked a suited-up knight as he saddled the horse, "what happened?"

"the princess has been captured by a group of radicals," he said. that was all mike needed to hear before he felt himself freeze. he was angry and sad and confused. his el. she had done nothing and she was the only ray of sunshine mike really had in his life. mike just felt frozen. like...how you feel when you're scared and you can't breathe or talk.or do anything.

the knight continued on, "they said they'd guillotine her tomorrow if the king didn't allow for the addition of a fair parliament. the king doesn't really want to do that, so the king said that whoever could save her, gets her hand in marriage. and i mean, who would pass up on that opportunity?"

el would never hurt a fly. even she disagreed with the way the monarchy was being held. she wrote essays and poems about inequality in the classes. she was the most innocent out of every person in this castle.

mike bit his lip and sought out to get his own horse.

he could save el.

even if he couldn't, he would die trying.

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mike could easily blend into the group of radicals. he was among the lowest class, wearing rags and torn pants. dirt was smudged all over his face and he smelled like horse manure. he hoped that by blending in, he could have an advantage over the knights.

he tried to convince himself that he was just saving her because it was he duty, but the marriage factor prompted him, too. he loved her. he loved her a lot. and nobody knew el like he did. she was poised and proper in the palace, but she was funny and didn't mind a little dirt every now and then. she was fun to hang out with. she was real.

when mike approached the prison, he knocked.

he heard a voice from the other side.

"password?"