Scarlet's Book of Male Reader One-Shots

Hildegard von Krone - Crimson Steeped in Pure Fire

Wolfkrone, a small kingdom bordering the French and Holy Roman Empires on the Rhine. It was also one of the first nations to feel the effects of the Evil Seed and the terrifying power of Soul Edge. At first, Wolfkrone's army could stand against the Malfested, as they were nothing more than mindless beasts. However, in their long-standing war, the Malfested had grown a lot smarter. Attacking convoys carrying supplies into Wolfkrone, laying traps for patrols, and ambush strategies, there was suddenly someone giving them orders and Crown Princess Hildegard von Krone was trying to find out who.

Unaware of its troubles was Y/n L/n, a knight belonging to one of the royal families of Wolfkrone. He traveled outside of Wolfkrone's walls to learn how other people fight in different nations, to polish up his art of war. Strapped to his horse was, other than a bedroll and parts of his armor, was his longsword; Lohengrin. Unique to Lohengrin was its ability to magically produce flames, though whether or not this was the sword's doing is still unknown, Lohengrin is a family heirloom passed down to Y/n since his parents are too old to wield it effectively.

Once he got to Wolfkrone's gates, Y/n dismounted as he wanted to take in the place since it had been a while since he walked its streets. Though he could hear the laughter of children playing in the road and some people trying to get a good deal on some grown vegetables, Y/n could sense something was wrong, though not on the surface. For now, he'll put his own investigation on hold, as he needed some well-deserved rest in the family estate his mom and dad left him as they retired somewhere in the Holy Roman Empire.

"Welcome back, my lord." A butler came out to greet Y/n as he hitched his horse. "Is there anything you'd like for us to do?"

"Get a bath and something to eat ready." Y/n replied as he took off the cargo he stowed away on his chestnut horse, handing them to his butler. Walking past his butler, a handful of maids came to Y/n's side, ready to take off the suit of armor off as Y/n stopped in place, raising his arms above his head so they could unbuckle the leather straps on his sides. With the cuirass off of his body, Y/n walked out of his greaves, inching ever closer to a relaxing hot bath. Naturally, a male servant was waiting inside so Y/n could undress without anyone peeking, taking off a black long-sleeved undershirt and trousers as he stepped into his bathtub, the butler leaving him alone and taking those clothes to wash.

Some time later

"Sir..." A maid popped into the bathroom as Y/n was washing his hair. "Lord Garibrand has arrived and wishes to speak to you."

Y/n ducked his head into the water to wash off the soap as he wiped away the dripping water from his face. "Tell him I'll be dressed shortly. Keep him waiting outside until then."

"Very well. I'll get some clothes ready for you then."

In came a butler with a modesty towel, fully spread out as to cover Y/n's genitals as the butler wrapped the towel around his waist, dripping wet as he walked to his bedroom to change. The clothes displayed on his king-sized bed were a red dress shirt, black formal slacks and boots to match. The butler guided Y/n towards the dining area, where he was to meet Lord Garibrand while eating his meal. Soon enough, the old advisor for Princess Hildegard sat beside him at the table.