Ever After 3 (x Reader)

Her

The glow of the open fire didn't erase the freezing cold (Y/n) felt pierce through to her bones. Nor did the crackle and hiss of the wood illuminate the horrible silence.

(Y/n) looked up at the face of the woman sat opposite her, long jet black hair raggedy fell around her shoulders, sunken dark brown eyes held the ghost of life within their deep sullen orbs as she bit her bottom lip nervously.

(Y/n) had noticed her watching her often; at first, the super was convinced the silent woman was checking her out, and still, that thought persisted.

The smallest of smiles curved the woman's lips as she smiled at (Y/n). They had spoken before, but nothing deep and meaningful.

(Y/n) rubbed her wounded side from the arena, she was gaining far too many scars for her liking from those barbaric clashes.

"What's his name?" The woman asked suddenly.

"Whose name?" (Y/n) replied.

"The man who puts that look in your eyes." The woman pointed a slightly shaky finger.

(Y/n) let out an amused laugh. "No man ever put any look in my eye except my Father, her name is Alex."

"Ah it's a she, you love her, I mean you are in love with her?"

(Y/n) let out an aggrieved sigh. "Like I never knew I could love someone."

"And she loves you?"

A smile crept across (Y/n)'s lips. "I lived in a strange reality where the most wonderful woman in the cosmos loved me back." As quickly as the smile appeared, it was gone, replaced by an angry scowl. "She's gone now, though, or more factually, I'm gone."

"Your heart aches for her?" The dark-haired woman asked, her eyes reflecting the yellow glow of the fire.

"Yes, it makes no difference now. I am stuck here, and she is on Earth, she should find someone more deserving of her than I ever was, have little babies, and be happy." (Y/n) felt the pain stab at her heart; it was more acute than any wound she had endured in the arena.

The woman surprised her by keeping from her seat to move closer to her, too close for (Y/n)'s liking, but when she looked into her eyes, there was a comforting familiarity to them.

The woman grabbed (Y/n)'s hand and held it in both of her own. "The heart does not work like that, it is not a puppy to be conditioned and trained to be good. The heart has no logic, it's wild and untamed, and once it has been awoken by that sweet first kiss, it starts to crave more, replacements will never satisfy its yearning."

"You sound as though you know." (Y/n) raised an eyebrow.

"More than you will ever know." Tears formed in the dark-haired woman's eyes. "As long as you have breath left in you and she in her it will never be the end, she loves you yes? She would fight?"

"Alex is the toughest person I ever met." (Y/n) nodded.

"Then, fear not."

(Y/n) Wished she could not be afraid, but as time had passed, she had begun to fear there would be no escape. She would never see Alex again.

"I watch you." The woman said softly, still holding (Y/n)'s hands, until she moved one hand to touch her jaw softly. "You remind me of someone I once knew."

"Oh yeah?" (Y/n) asked intrigued

"You are very much like her, not only in looks, and it is uncanny how much you resemble her, but the spirit, too, she was fierce and loyal." The woman softly said her callused hands caressing (Y/n)'s cheek and jaw.