Forest Fellow

"Are you the monster they all claimed to see?"
"I am"
"Darling, no matter how monstrous I am to you, will you promise not to leave me?"
"I will. You're not the villain you appear to be anyways."
"Is that a challenge?"
"Perhaps."

The barbarian figure stood up to his real length, his masculine stench emitting now more than ever under the light of the flickering fireflies. "Try me then, right here, in my swamp." Y/N grasped her sword closer to her, and crept towards the beast. The beast grimaced, knowing he'd win given his strength. Alas, the fickle figure who stood in front of him merely kissed his arm. "Good night, my beloved." Shrek didn't expect this, he stood there, a shocked smile on his face. He felt a warmth he never felt before. Could it be that Y/N was the key to his lonesome state?