Royal 5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

Being attacked at your castle and asking Luke your friend and guard...

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Being attacked in an invasion at your castle and asking Luke, your friend and personal guard to train you in self defense and Luke is more than happy to help :'))

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It had all happened so fast.

One minute you were in the Castle's library, reading a book about the Kingdom's Folk Laws when the next, the Castle was filled with shouts and men were storming into the room, knocking down the shelves and setting the curtains alight. One had caught you as you tried to run, roughly dragging you by the hair behind him as you screamed.

Luke had saved you of course.

He'd resorted to brute strength, punching the attacker square on the nose in order to get him to release you. As you fell back, you not only hit your head against the wall, but you caught your waist on a sword, the blade slicing through your skin. The pain was unbearable with you eventually blacking out as the fight continued around you.

You woke up when it was all over.

The Castle was being restored, and the attackers who had been caught were locked away, their friends long gone from them. Precautions had been taken to prevent such a thing happening again, and all the guards were constantly on high alert. Luke barely let you out of his sight, feeling as though he was responsible for your injuries.

"I'm sorry Y/N" he sighed one day as you struggled to reach for a book, the pain in your side shooting through you. He leans around you, grabbing the object with ease and passing it to you. "I failed you."

"Don't be ridiculous Luke, there was nothing you could have done" you tell him, smiling gratefully.

"If I'd have been there, been beside you..."

"Luke stop" you tell him, grinning as you place a hand on his arm. "As your Princess, I order you to stop blaming yourself. Besides, if it weren't for you, I'd probably be dead."

He chuckles at that, reaching up to place his hand over yours, entwining your fingers together. You smile at each other, when an idea hits you.

"Teach me to defend myself?" you ask him, his eyes widening in surprise. "Not completely, I don't think I have time to learn how to be an expert at sword fighting. Just, teach me how to save myself from situations like the other day, please?"

"Of course." He nods, a grin on his face "I don't know why I didn't think of that myself, it's more than a good idea for you to be able to defend yourself."

"Okay well, when do we start?" you ask excitedly. Luke chuckles, bringing your still entwined hands up to his lips, kissing the back of your hand softly, causing you to bush.

"Not until you're fully recovered." He smiles. "But until then, you'll just have to accept I'm not letting you out of my sight."