Brielle POV"Alright, now I think all we need to do now is dry you off a little more"
I said after I finished my bit of a once over on Harry. I had gotten him to take off the clothes that were wet which surprisingly enough was only his shirt at that point since everything else had dried already. Oh, and may I add, Harry's.... kinda ripped, to say the least. I've never seen him without a shirt until now and... wow, just... wow. I knew he was fit and I knew he was strong but I was still surprised.
Let's just say when he permitted me to pull his shirt over his head for him I took one glance and boom, red as a tomato.
That was fun to play off, Harry definitely noticed nonetheless seeing as he made a comment about me "liking what I see" which only made my blushing problem worse. As I'm thinking about this I've remembered something actually, something I kinda didn't want to talk about but had to,
"Har?"
I gently spoke as I looked his bruised cheek over,
"Yes bonnie lass?"
I smiled a little, for that nickname is a favorite of mine,
"I'm gonna go with Mal and the rest of them tomorrow to save my idiot brother, I just wanted to say if you aren't feeling up for it or you don't want to see Uma especially after this then I wouldn't be offended"
I had already told him Uma was behind his kidnapping, but turns out he had figured that out as well and very much showed his distaste for her by mocking her a whole bunch. Keep in mind, I still haven't met this Uma, but she sounds like a terrible person. Harry looked a little taken aback,
"Why wouldn't I come?"
"Well, she kinda is the reason all of this happened to you one, two you surely aren't in your best condition, and three I don't want you getting hurt again"
Harry smiled some and shook his head, stiffly moving one hand up to my cheek as I looked over his,
"If yer going then I'm going, and I know ya. Ye won't change yer mind about going even if I tried, yer stubborn but in the most honorable ways, of course. I want ta give Uma a piece of my mind anyway, I'll be alright, I'll survive"
I smiled a little more and sighed,
"I wish I could take you home and we could be done with this, but alas my brother was stupid and wandered away from you guys"
I said with a light laugh as I moved my gaze down to his still purple and blue wrists, the chains that had held them were tight and cold so they cut off circulation and froze over some. However, something that made me smile was the fact that my bracelet I had given him was still there.
I reached over to the warm rag I had, using the little bit of warm water they had here to dampen it, and gently gave each wrist a turn being wrapped in it, the blue from being cold decreasing and the bruising taking place as at the end of the day he was going to look beat up for a while, I couldn't heal him up overnight as much as I wish I could,
"Ye know, I am seriously really lucky ta have ye darlin'"
Harry spoke after going silent for a while. I led him over to the edge of the bathtub to sit down,
"What makes you say that?"
He stiffly sat down and held my hand for stabilization at first,
"Not just any lass would track me down the way ye did and so quickly, not ta mention come and get me herself, and then proceed to protect me when I had my freeze moments from my dad yellin', then rein me back so nicely when I almost went too far, and then we get ta safety and the first thing is want ta take care of me. Yer... an absolute gem of a lass"
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The Queen and Her King
FanfictionPrincess Brielle Florian and Prince Benjamin Florian are both the next rulers of the United Kingdom of Auradon, both being crowned on the same day. With the new royal pressure and paparazzi being worse as ever, Ben decides on his first proclamation...