The Princess Bride- Inigo Montoya X Female!Reader- Polite

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"Hello! My name is Inigo Montoya! You killed my father! Prepare to die!" a man with a Spanish accent yelled. Intrigued, you followed the noise to a hall where food was scattered across long tables. You could see the man who spoke pointing his sword at Count Rugen.

"Offer me money."
"Yes!"
"Power, too, promise me that," said Inigo. You had to admit that he was clever for trying to get the most out of Count Rugen.
"All that I have and more. Please..." begged the Count.

As you got closer to the two men, you noticed they were both bleeding. Inigo was bleeding a lot more than the Count but it was strange as they both had almost the same injuries. Inigo seemed to be inflicting the injuries the Count had given him onto the Count.

"Offer me anything I ask for." Inigo stood up straight, hold his left hand out to the side.
"Anything you want..."

"I want my father back, you son of a bitch."

Inigo stabbed Count Rugen in the abdomen, leaving his corpse on he floor. Turning, he staggered to the doorway but stopped as he saw you.
"You saw that?" You nodded.
"I won't tell anyone, I swear," you said quickly. "I didn't like him anyway.

"Are you leaving?"
"I am, yes," he said while placed pressure back on the wound on his abdomen.
"I would come with you but trusting strangers is not the most wise thing to do." Inigo nodded. You wished him good luck and gave him directions to where you assumed the Princess would be.

Inigo was an interesting man who had inspired you to leave Florin behind. Deciding that you could no longer stay in the boring castle with a cruel prince, you escaped it. Dressed as a man, you found yourself on a small ship for a few years. But when the ship was attacked by pirates, your disguise was ruined.

Now you looked up at the Dread Pirate Roberts with your hands tied and your knees on the floor. He looked intimidating: tall, dressed in black, a mask covering his face.
"What would a girl be doing on board a small ship like that?" asked Roberts, his voice had a slight accent. He sounded like he was trying to mask it.
"A ship with a lot of men and one woman would not end well. After all, trusting strangers is not a very wise thing to do. Dressing as a man protected me until now."

The Dread Pirate Roberts showed a hint of an emotion. Perhaps he recognised the phrase after hearing a similar one.
"Come with me," he ordered. You were lifted to your feet by a tall, burly man.

You followed the Dread Pirate Roberts into his private quarters, slightly anxious. He grabbed a small knife and cut through the rope restraints, freeing your hands and arms. He then pulled off the mask he had been wearing to reveal a face you could never forget.

"Do I know you?" he asked, now with a strong Spanish accent.
"Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die." He smiled.
"You are the servant girl who stood in the doorway," he said with a smile. You nodded.

"I was more like a slave."
"How so?" Inigo asked. You let out a sigh.
"My father couldn't pay the taxes and Count Rugen suggested I could be an unpaid servant until I paid for my father," you explained. "After I saw you killed Rugen, I decided I wasn't staying in that castle any longer and escaped."
"That is very awful," he remarked. "But I am glad you are here, I have often wished that we could speak again. You seem like a nice person."
"Thanks."

"You could stay with me, if you wish," said Inigo.
"I'd love to actually."
"I'd like to admit something else." He moved closer to you, making you blush. "I found you very beautiful when I first saw you. I often hoped that you and I would meet again."
"I hoped the same," you confessed.

"Could I kiss you?" The question startled you. Most people who wanted to kiss you didn't ask or care how you felt about it and just kissed you.
"You are very polite," you said. "And because of that I will say yes." Inigo wasted no time kissing you. You melted into the kiss but it only lasted a few moments. Even though the kiss was short, it left you both smiling.

Shuffling closer, you lifted a hand to trace the scar on his left cheek. Before you touched his cheek, you hesitated and a small nod confirmed it was okay. Your cold fingertips trace the line where Rugen had cut a long time ago.

"You are also polite," he said, making you smile. "Would it be rude if I talked with you in here until nightfall?"
"I think it might be," you sad with a smile. Nodding in agreement, Inigo grabbed his mask and started heading outside.
"Wait for me?"
"It would be rude to just leave after everything that just happened."

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