Save Demacia [Garen X Mage!Reader]

Chapter Three

It was night-time once I finally reached the sewers. It had been a long walk, having to take an extremely treacherous walk to avoid being captured again. But, seeing Lux and Garen in the sewers made it all worth it.

"Y/N/N!" Lux's voice broke me from my thoughts, gasping as she ran into me to pull me into a tight hug.

"Hi, Lux." I smiled, gladly returning her hug.

"Y/N." Garen greeted me.

"Garen." I smiled at him also, Lux looking between the two of us, slightly confused.

"We found a way for you to leave Demacia." Lux began to explain, "The sewers are an easy way out, nobody really knows this. You'll be able to leave unseen, without anyone knowing."

I nodded slightly, "Thank you." I whispered, pulling Lux into another hug.

"Come on," She said, grabbing my hand to lead me towards the makeshift door. "Good luck," Lux gave me one final smile before turning to leave, only stopping to wait for Garen.

"Be safe, I love you." Garen nodded towards me, capturing Lux's attention as she went wide eyed but didn't stop to say anything.

"I love you too." Were my final words before I began my journey through the sewers.

~

By the time I was out of Demacia it was noon the following day. I had no idea where I was, but I knew I was safe here. I could feel it, perks of being a mage I guess. I wandered throughout trees and bushes for a long time, before finally reaching a new place: the Freljord.

I knew that this was where Sylas and his army were hiding out; I could feel it. But, I also knew that I didn't have any other choice but to venture into the unknown territory. It was that or go back to Demacia and be captured again. I took a deep breath before walking through the gates, virtually unseen.

"Who are you?" A voice asked me, making me turn around.

There stood a tall man, covered in armour which was not covering him arms?

"I'm Y/N," I stated, "who are you?"

"Tryndamere. Where are you from?" His voice was slightly less intimidating now, having assumed I am not a threat.

He could take me down easily.

"Demacia."

"Then why are you here?" He questioned, an interested look on his face, "Let me guess, a mage?"

My eyes widened at the accusation, if it could even be called that. It is true after all.

I simply nodded.

"Well, luckily for you we aren't like Demacia." He nodded, walking away but not before signalling me to follow him which I gladly did so. "We simply need strong, brave warriors to fight for us. You seem the type."

My eyes widened at this: a warrior? I could never be such a thing.

"I don't know, sir." My head sunk slightly at this, blushing as he turned to face me.

He placed his hands on my shoulders, moving one to tilt my face towards him.

"I believe in you."

~

And that was the start of an unsuspected friendship.

Over the following weeks Tryndamere, or Trynd as I now called him, became fast friends. He taught me how to be a warrior, not asking for anything except my dedication in return which I gladly gave him.

He had been helping me after all.

It had been about a month with no contact from Lux nor Garen, but this was to be expected. They didn't exactly know where I was, nor would they be able to contact me without arousing suspicion if they did.

"Are you ready for our sparring session?" Trynd's voice broke me from my thoughts as I glanced up at him from the ground I was sat on.

I gave him a firm nod, taking his hand as he offered me it, pulling me onto my feet.

We soon began fighting, him swinging his fists at me which I easily blocked, jumping back to put space between us. I dashed towards him, hoping to catch him off guard but I didn't. He simply grabbed me, flipping me over to get me onto the ground but I decided I wasn't going down alone. I grabbed him around the neck, both of us tumbling to the ground, him on top of me, eyes wide.

"I win too." I grinned at him, watching his cheeks turn red as he made no effort to get off of me. I simply assumed he was shocked. "Are you proud?" I asked him, hoping for pride from my master.

"I'm impressed, Y/N/N. Didn't know you could do that." He winked, chuckling slightly as he helped me up once again.

"Thanks, Trynd." I smiled softly, blushing in embarrassment as he brought a hand to my face to move a strand of hair. However, he didn't move his hand from there, instead it moved down to cup my cheek.

"Y/N..." He whispered, eyes glancing down to my lips before pressing them against my own.

My eyes widened in shock, quickly stepping backwards.

"I-I'm sorry, I can't." I rushed, quickly running away, ignoring his pleas for me to stay.

~

I had lost track of how long I had been walking by now. I just knew I had to get away. I didn't want to, but I felt immense guilt in my gut. I knew it hadn't been my fault, but all I could think about was Garen.

What would he say?

I decided to take a break, leaning against a nearby tree to gather my thoughts. Only I couldn't, a voice stating my name stopped me, causing me to turn around to see him.

Sylas.