His Assassin | Garroth x Reader

Chapter Eleven : How The Tables Have Turned

{A week later}

Garroth's POV

I lean back on the gate as I throw and catch a roughly stitched baseball. It was faded from its use over the past few years. I still love it. It reminds me so much of home. Although it's not what it was before, I still like to reflect on my childhood.

"Hey Garroth." I catch it to see Y/N standing in front of me. She wore a dark green scale chest plate, black short shorts and her iron boots. She had a F/C cape that was draped around her shoulders and fluttered in the breeze, as well as her H/L H/C. I feel myself blush as I look her over quickly. She looks good.
"G-Good morning! N-Nice armor." I compliment. She nods and smiles brightly.
"Thank you! I got it this morning. Is it okay if I go outside?" She asks. I slowly nod.
"A walk?" I ask. She nods.
"Something like that. I'm not used to being in one place for so long." She explains. I nod.
"May I-I come with you?" I ask, cursing my stutter. She grins.
"Of course."

I walk a few steps behind her and motion for the guard in the tower to open the gate. He gives me a thumbs up and I walk back. The gate rises and we both walk out. The sound of the gate lowering back down echoes throughout the forest.
"I-I don't really know that much about you. What's your surname?" I ask.
"It's L/N. What's yours?" I pause for a second. How would she react?
"It's, um, Romeave." I say, timidly. She seems to freeze before smirking.
"I never knew you were royalty. You would've been a good king I think." She says. I grow more red.
"W-Why thank you. I n-never wanted to b-be king though." I stutter. She nods.
"I understand. So many responsibilities. It would've been hard to maneuver through it." She laughs. Her laugh is really pleasant and lively. I sigh, glad that she understands.

I stop when I notice that she does. She closes her eyes and frowns. I tilt my head.
"A-Are you okay?" I ask. She bites her lip as she looks to me.
"Something's... wrong here." She says, peering around. I look around as well, my hand hovering on the handle of my blade.

I feel myself get pushed to the ground. I fall back with a groan and feel a weight atop of me. I open my eyes to see Y/N. She seemed to shake her head as she recovered. I blush. She was on me.
"S-Sorry! Archers." She quickly says, rising to her feet and taking out her own bow and arrows. I get up and dust myself off. I follow her gaze as she waits with an arrow pulled back, watching the forest intently.

I turn to see the arrow. It was lodged in a tree.
"Watch out. I have the feeling that we're surrounded." She whispers, unimpressed. I glance around and unsheathe my sword, holding it out in front of me, ready to strike. Ready to protect her.

Arrows slice by, almost hitting us. Y/N let's rip with a few arrows of her own. Only they hit their targets. Separate grunts and thuds echo through the thick forest. I whirl around to block a hooded person that was about to strike me with their blade. I force them back and kick them square in the chest. They hit a tree and slump down, defeated.

I turn to see Y/N force back a man with her daggers. He side steps her and stabs a dagger into her lower back. She curses before hitting his across the face with her bow, then slashing his chest with her dagger. I rush over and support her.
"Are you okay?" I ask, hushed. She nods.
"Peachy. But, I get the feeling that there's more of them." She says, peering around the forest.

I get shoved away suddenly, causing me to roll and land on my back. I scramble up in time to see Y/N, her expression almost disappointed.
"Huh." She states, looking down. I follow her gaze to see a sword through her stomach. Panic and anger floods my mind as I watch her fall to the side. A man with a wicked grin stands behind her fallen figure, his sword dropping with blood. I charge at him, sword raised. He blocks it and smiles. I feel a hand wrap around my neck and apply pressure. I groan as I whip around, just as I feel my vision get groggy. I see Y/N's body, lifeless, as I fall down. I let out a whisper before I black out.
"Y/N...?"