jennoasis:

siriusstufff:

(The sterekdrabbles challenge for 08/29/18: “defend,
wound, fit”

Theme: loyalty

So I wrote angst. Light angst, with hopeful ending. But the truth is never in a million years would I let Derek die of any wounds. And you can bet the rent money he’ll live to serve his prince in other, much more pleasant ways.)

On AO3.

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The prince studied the soldier who’d charged between him and his Argent
attacker. The latter lay dead and the soldier, wounded.

In the tents where doctors worked hurriedly the young royal addressed his
defender on the battlefield.

“My father is sure to knight you, good sir. May I know your name?”

“My lord, Derek Hale, at your service,” the bloodied soldier rasped.

“You shall be fit again, and serve me again,” the prince declared as if
fate were his to command.

Feeling his hand in the prince’s, “I live to obey your highness,” the
soldier answered with a wan smile.

Aww babies ♥️