Imagines, blurbs, and mini fanfics featuring the 5SOS boys as royals (princes, kings, etc.), working for royals, or falling in love with a royal.
#1 5SOSImagines
THESE ARE NOT MINE. Credit all goes to the original owners and writers. I've just compi...
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YOUR POV
Everything was dark. The room that you had been put in was cold and wet, a sort of cell you decided. Your shoes had fallen off while you were being transported over to wherever in the world you were now, and your once beautiful dress was ripped down the side, exposing your legs to the brisk air causing goosebumps to form on your skin. You couldn't move due to your delicate hands being tied behind you with harsh ropes that dug into your skin every time you tried to squirm. You were alone, uncomfortable, and absolutely terrified. Never in a million years did you think this would ever happen to you. You were the Royal Princess of these lands and you had never spent a day in discomfort. Guards surrounded you at all times, and while once you thought it quite unnecessary, you now wished above anything that they were here with you now. Small sobs escaped your lips as you recalled how exactly you had come to be in this godforsaken place in the first place.
Flashback.
"Princess Y/N, tonight is your royal engagement party you could at least look a little more excited." Your lady in waiting remarked. You were slouching on the throne next to your mother's, wine goblet in hand and not at all pleased at the reason for tonight's festivities.
"I know, that's exactly why I am not at all excited" you grumbled.
"Now princess, the Prince isn't an awful man. I think it's a smart match actually" she reasoned.
"Smart match or not, I do not love him" you retorted, and your lady in waiting looked up at you with sad eyes.
"Your highness, you know why General Luke can't be with you. He's too busy leading the army against those wishing to hurt the royal family. You know he would be with you if he could." She tried to comfort you, but to no avail. You just sighed in despair and continued sulking as you watched the rest of the kingdom's happy couples dance the night away on the ballroom floor. Then suddenly the doors to the grand hall opened and the Royal Herald made the announcement you had been waiting for all evening.
"Announcing General Luke Hemmings returned from the Battle at Treefall, having vanquished our enemies and leaving behind no survivors! Long may he lead!" The herald yelled and the crowd cheered. The people of your kingdom adored Luke. He was the strongest, fastest, most intelligent, kindest man in the realm, and all the ladies in the court had their eyes on him. Unfortunately for them though, his heart belonged to someone else entirely. He entered the room with his head held high and a smile plastered on his handsome face. He waved to the crowd, only making them cheer even louder than they had been before. You couldn't keep your eyes off of him. Once the noise died down, the orchestra continued playing and the court began to dance once more. Luke eyes scanned the crowd until finally they found yours. He smiled and began to make his way through the crowd, dodging the dukes and nobles who were trying to get a word in with him, until he had made his way over to where you were eagerly sitting on the edge of your throne waiting for him.
