Peasant [Leo x Reader]

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Leg hurts, Wanna cry, but I gotta top being a bitch and start giving y'all stories. STORYTIME.

Leo was awfully bored. It wasn't that he didn't love spending time with his siblings, including you, but there was simply nothing to do at this barren fortress. It's always the same. Empty. No wonder Corrin constantly wanted to leave and see the world. He can barely stand even being here for a week. 

So he was walking around, entertaining himself woth nothing but his mind. Maybe if he could think of a story to engulf himself in then maybe this can be just the littlest bit More bearable.  But every time he think she of a good plot, his kinda snaps back onto reality by force. Well, more like external stimuli. He groaned in annoyance. 

Oh well. While he's back in reality when hot figure out where he is? It seems like he made it around outside. Whatever sad excuse for a castle garden this fortress had. It was boring and dreary, just like everything else in this place.  Then he hard a noise behind him. A squeak. He whipped around and met eyes with... with someone. A peasant.

Reader, meet you! An orphan from the streets who came here seeking shelter for the night to escape the constant abuse the fellow nohrians give you. You were pretty damn beat up and after seeing the nohrian Prince woth your own two eyes you knew you messed up major this time. You braces yourself for yelling, a beating, or worse. 

"I'm so sorry Milord it won't happen again I'll just find my way somewhere else I-"

That all sounded like one big jumble of a word to Leo. He rose an eyebrow and sixes you up in a glance, you certainly were an interesting specimen alright. Let's see How many fun fact he can infer about you just by your appearance. For starters you look hurt, a sprained ankle and a bleeding slash onslaught on your body. You seemed scared and you're hair was just all over the place. Oh, and a bloody nose. Clearly abused. He rose a finger to hush you.

"You're hurt. Here, let me fetch Elise. Come."

You turned and started with waljong back towards the entrance of the fortress. The heavy footed stems behind him indicated you were following him. Good. You also clearly knew who he was, calling him by his nobility. How curious. Maybe he can make this little excursion more pleasant and interesting if he associates himself with a broken peasant like you. He decided to hold a conversation with you over his shoulder.

"What's your name?"

You flinched, nor expecting him to even care about you. The fact he was wasting his time with your lowly presence as saying a lot. You gulped down a big gulp of nervousness, anxiety  and a song from the previous events you had to endure before the plotline of this oneshot. With a deep breath to follow that gulp, you decided to tell him you name.

"(Your name), milord."

Leo nodded. How common. But that was to be expected. He may be thinking cruelly, but he has reason to. He just got home from a mission Garon forced him to do despite him asking fin one of his more capable, less emotionally conflicted siblings could handle. But he as refused. Then he was forced to the isolation castle of eternal boredom. He wasn't in his best mood for thinking compassionately. However, he still attempted to be just as so.

"Well then, (your name). Be ready to meet all the other sovereigns for your kingdom."

That's when you realized you were at the door. It opened before you, revealing the rest of the Royal siblings to you. You. A peasant like you being able to see all the Royal siblings like this!?

T'was an honor.

Omg this sucks. I'm sorry.

~Eva

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