Kurapika x Reader One-Shot Collection

Spells of the Heart* Part One (A Medieval AU Story)

I received an exciting request to write a medieval AU story. Kurapika is a knight, in love with the reader. Chrollo is an evil warlock, obsessed with the reader. Enjoy!

Spells of the Heart* Part One (A Medieval AU Story)

"Do you actually think you'll win her heart with chivalry alone?"

I halt, turning to the source of the familiar voice.

"I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you are referring to," I say.

The tall man flashes me a mischievous grin. He clutches a book close to his chest. I've seen him before. "You and I are fighting to win the same prize. It's no use...you should give up now before you lose your life."

His words feel like ice. I can't seem to move when he speaks.

My horse senses my apprehension, snarling at the dark-haired man.

"I...still don't understand."

He laughs. "(Y/N). You're in love with her."

I clench my jaw. How dare he mention her name. "Stay away from her!"

He closes his eyes and smiles. "(Y/N) will be mine forever."

I attempt to unsheathe my sword, but I seem to be frozen in place.

He walks closer to me, looking in the direction of the setting sun. "The question is...do I kill you now or allow you one last fight?"

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My horse gallops as she races me back to the castle. The Lord has summoned me. I have no inclination as to what he wants from me. I rarely see him, as my orders come directly from the constable.

I walk up the stairs to the magnificent castle. I pull the heavy knocker and wait for someone to answer. Minutes later, the butler opens the door, allowing me in. I am then escorted by the steward into the dining room. I take in my surroundings as I take a seat at the table. I've never been inside the castle before.

A stout older woman approaches me. She greets me with a huge smile on her face.

"Oh, Sir Kurapika! It's a pleasure to have you for dinner."

I stand up and bow. "Dinner?"

"Yes. Now what would you like? Seared lamb or filet mignon?"

I had no idea I was invited to dinner. "Uh...the filet mignon sounds nice. Thank you."

She pours me a glass of wine. "Make yourself comfortable."

I sit back down. "Thank you. I appreciate your hospitality."

She waddles away back into the kitchen.

I take a sip of my wine. A pretty girl walks toward the table. I put my glass back down and watch her. She's holding a book in her hand. I tilt my head to read the title. I smile. It's one of my favorites.

She sits down, glancing in my direction. I recognize her now. She's the one I've been hired to protect. I'm so busy making sure intruders don't enter the castle, I never had the opportunity to formally meet her.

She returns her attention back to her book, twirling her hair while reading. I can't help but notice the sad expression on her face. It makes me want to reach out and hold her.

Minutes later, the dining room is bustling with people. I stand up when I see the Lord. He shakes my hand.

"This is Sir Kurapika! Tonight, we are celebrating his bravery and commitment to keeping our castle and precious daughter, (Y/N), safe."