(Request. Don't know anything about empire Scott other than what I've googled so I've made Y/N a knight for Scott. Idk.)
Being a knight isn't easy. It will never be. From fighting for your land to doing small duties and making sure Scott doesn't overwork himself.
You hadn't seen Scott in a long time. He had shit himself in his room again and made himself busy with work.
Your job as a knight was to protect your land. Yes. But it was also take make sure Scott was alright. There was no way of checking that if you hadn't seen him.
You tried to get him to come out of his room to eat something that wasn't microwaved food or drink something better than old water.
You felt like you weren't fulfilling your duties. What would Scott think?
You sighed, running a hand through your messy hair and grabbing the plate of food in front of you. You were going to try and get Scott to eat something again.
You walked down the halls, and the only sound heard was the sound of your boots hitting the wooden floor and your small breaths.
Once you reached Scott's room you gave a firm knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Scott called from the other side of the door.
"It's Y/N. I brought you food."
There was a long pause before a reply "leave it outside the door, I'll get it when I've finished my work."
You rolled your eyes and thought for a moment. Telling him that he needs to eat and look after himself would lead to an argument that wasn't needed. But you decided to try it anyway.
"Sir you need to eat. Or at least get out of your room."
"I'm fine Y/N I have food in my room that I've been eating," Scott replied sounding like he wasn't paying attention to the conversation.
It was very rude to walk into someone's room without permission even if they were a part of the lower class. But it was the only way you were going to get Scott to do anything.
You held the plate in your left hand and opened the door with your right hand. The creak of the door notified Scott that someone had entered his room. He whipped his head up, making his blue hair fall into his face and stared at you.
You placed the food onto his desk and sat in the chair on the other side of his desk. Without saying a word you pushed the plate of food towards him.
Scott sighed and placed his pen down. He stared at you before gesturing to the stacks of paper piled on his desk. "I don't have time to eat. I need to finish these before next week."
"You have plenty of time." You start. "It's only Tuesday. If your worried about not getting it done I can help."
Scott shook his head before picking his pen back up and continued to scribble on the paper in front of him. You reached over and grabbed the pen out of his hand. Scott looked up and glared at you then grabbed another pen from the pot on his desk. Once again you grabbed the pen out of his hand and the pot on his desk and placed them both on the floor.
"What are you doing?" Scott complained.
"Your not allowed to do work until you eat." You say, pushing the plate further towards him.
You crossed your arms and stared back at him as he stared at you in disbelief.
"I'm your superior. What I say goes not what you say." Scott says after a second of silence.
You shrugged and grabbed a piece of paper from the pile and started to read it. You scribbled down a sentence before placing it in the finished pile.
"What are you doing?" Scott asked.
"Helping."
"I don't need your help."
"Yes, you do. Now shut up and eat."
Scott scoffed and grabbed the plate, slowly starting to eat. "Will you leave once I've eaten?"
"Maybe."
Scott quickly ate the food and placed the empty plate on the edge of the desk. You had done a good amount of the paperwork by the time he had finished.
"That wasn't so hard now was it?" You asked smirking at him.
"Shut up" Scott mumbled, "now will you leave?"
"No."
Scott groaned.
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Personality is deffo of.
Sorry, it's short.
