The warm crimson liquid dripped from your mouth and oozed from the gash on your neck. You couldn't help but wonder what you did to deserve such treatment from these strangers. You were only walking home from an event in town that was celebrating the government. Where are all the white capped men now?
The tan sloppy looking man that did this to you rummaged through your bag and found but pocket change, as you spent most of your berries on food, clothing and accessories; A bag the man's accomplice snatched from you during the first few seconds of your encounter with these bandits.
"There is nothing here but whatever is in this bag, boss."
"Very well. Let's go. She will die soon." As the men started to walk away, you weakly looked up at them. Though your vision was blurry, you could see them chatting it up as they made their way through the night.
You didn't want to die. You were too young and it was unfair. When they asked for money, you told them you would give them what you had, you even offered more from your physical savings at home, that's how scared you were. They must have been spooked and not have done something like this before because their only reaction was injure to potentially kill.
Screams from where the men walked off to were heard. They were running and crying, almost like they were being chased by something.
Right before your dull eyes, you witnessed one of the men get sliced into many pieces. Weak as you are, you couldn't help but shift a bit in the state that you were in, shocked at what you had just seen. The other man followed but tripped over the remains of his partner. Covered in blood, the man looked at the flesh underneath him and turned pale, not being able to vocalize his fear anymore.
"What a pity. A beauty like this is not meant to die in such a way." You heard a deep voice but you could not move to see whom it was. You felt a hand move hair away from your face. The end of your strands painted blood across your cheek, making the stranger frown.
"Who are you?! What do you want?! I-I have berries! And goods! I have all of th-" A slicing sound had been following by what you could only describe as a ripping sound was heard in a small distance from where you lay.
Silence.
"You're not dying today. Consider yourself lucky."
~
Ever since that day, you were beyond grateful and madly in love with the tall blonde warlord. He treated you like royalty. Nothing in this world could possibly harm you anymore.
The scar on your neck was a reminder of that tragic day yet he saw it as a reminder of when a new chapter began for you.
He never intended to fall in love with you, however, what a person feels can not be controlled sometimes. He demanded the best care for you and with time, you recovered physically. Mentally and emotionally, he helped.
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"My dear, how are you feeling tonight?" He knew how you still felt about that day and every year on the exact same day, he would ask if you were feeling alright and every single time, you would give him the same response.
"Better now that you're here." His signature grin formed on his face as he approached you, joining you on the strawberry colored suede couch. He crossed his legs and turned to you, placing his pointer under your chin to turn your face to him.
"My, what a beauty you are. Do you know how lucky I am to have you?" He placed a gentle kiss on your lips and pulled back, looking at you once more.
"You deserve everything you desire on this planet, (Y/N)." His deep voice gave you butterflies.
"Doffy... there is something that I desire that I hadn't received just yet..." Your words intrigued him.
"Tell me what you want and I'll get it for you."
"You are mistaken. I already have it. I just desire something from it." It immediately clicked in his head, causing him to flash you a seductive smirk before bringing you in for another kiss, this time more passionate than the previous one. You placed a hand on his cheek as you deepened the kiss.
The man who saved your life had blessed you with knowing what it felt like to be loved and protected. You were ready to show him in a physical way of how much you appreciated him. You were ready to give your innocence to him.
"Don't you dare feel obligated." He whispered out as he felt you leave love bites on his neck. You looked up at him. Your face was painted pink while your eyes had scribbles of lust in them.
"I'm ready to give you all of me, Doffy. Please, accept it."
He stared for a moment before embracing you.
"Whatever you want, my dear."
