Linked {Meliodas x Reader}

2.1- Romance and Hostility

+Meliodas POV+

I let out a groggy sigh as I sat up entangled in the silky, dark bed sheets of my bed. The coolness greeted me happily yet I dreaded even getting up at this moment. Let alone at all.

Running a hand through my yellow locks, I stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, contemplating today's task. I didn't have much to do aside from sending out members of the Ten Commandments and training.

My Father ordered me to stay home for some time, to "get used to my new fiancé and bond with her" yet, that's where the issue lies. The bitch wanted nothing to do with me.

Even if the reason why was because of me.

I groaned as I thought of my actions from two days prior. Attempting to make an effort into leading Y/N out of this arranged marriage and running away, faking a death, something so we could both be satisfied.

I allegedly did it by playing with her emotions, while she was vulnerable and drained.

I didn't get it, I wholeheartedly doubted I did shit wrong.

Even when we got back to the castle that day, she didn't even say anything, she just went to her chambers. Didn't look back, scold me, nothing.

And since then, she has not spoken to me, let alone looked. I see her speaking with the maids from time to time, or she's just in her chambers or elsewhere.

She refuses to come down to dinner and I'm not even sure how she's eating but that results in me getting scolded by my Father which pisses me off more. Why was the woman so fucking stubborn? It was a little lie.

Shaking my head, I carried on with my day, I sought to try again so we can move past this.

Somehow.

I wore my usual attire, my white commander outfit, leaving my chambers.

Maybe I just didn't understand women or just the anger but I felt as if there was no reason for Y/N to be upset.

Y/N.

I'm surprised my mind bothered to remember her name.

My boots sounded off the ground which each stride I took, still holding my bold, suffocating demeanor. I knew I was feared, and I wanted to be, if I was going to be the best...the strongest, I had to be able to look the part, do the part, and let nothing get through to me.

So why is it that this meager woman wouldn't leave my head? I didn't like her, I didn't trust her.

Making my way to the training and meeting area of the Ten Commandments, it satisfied me to see them lined up already.

"Good..good. Bright and early." I speak, an evil grin on my face. I crossed my hands behind my back, gently pacing, looking into the eyes of my team.

I stopped briefly, startling the weaker ones of the team, and hummed.

"Galand, Melascula, and Fraudrin. You all will go North of the castle and take out any Goddesses in that direction," I start, nodding them off, "you two," I begin again, pointing to the possibly three weakest soldiers of the team, "you will go East. Don't disappoint me. Come back alive or else I'll haunt your grave." I ordered.

They all saluted and flew off in the directions they were told before I turned back to the remaining four members, which included Monspeet.

Monspeet from what I picked up on was Y/N's cousin. I couldn't exactly read him as he gave that cold, blank stare. He was a man of few words, literally, it was his commandment.

I wondered if he despised me, even still I did not care. All he had to do was work for me, he was one of the best.

"You four will stay here today. But focus on training and don't slack off. All of you. I'll return with a training session later." I warn.