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MHM-AAND A HECKIN' NOTHER ONE- 

"Don't you want to live forever?" He asked.

"Not if it's with you." I growled.>

"That's a little harsh." He smiled walking over to the bench I was sitting on. "I could get it for you, you know. I could build you a palace above the stars. You would remain this beautiful forever. You could be my queen."

I glared at him. "Sure so I could be like every other Immortal Queen I know? There husbands adore and love them for the first couple decades but then eventually get bored. Then they come find some new fresh play thing down here and then I am left alone. In my palace above the stars. Looking the same way I always have. Being your queen alone, forever."

He knelt in front of me placing his hands on my thighs. "This would be different."

I rolled my eyes at him. "They all say that."

"I would actually mean it."

I leaned back and crossed my arms. I wasn't falling for this. Becoming Immortal to just play house wife in some lonely castle was not what I wanted. Immortality in my mind was worse than death. Doing the same thing over and over again for eternity. It would be maddening. Then on top of that I would be forced to watch the person I love fall out of love with me.

He grabbed the sides of my face and made me look at them. Two orbs of swirling molten copper that held the magnitude of a falling star. Ancient and all knowing.

"Do you know why I haven't taken a wife?" He asked. "Why I am the last Immortal King to do so?"

"Because marriage is the death of relationships and most of the time end in divorce." I said.

"Because I have been waiting for the right person. Someone who matches me on every level. Who I can intellectually compete with; who makes me laugh until tears are rolling down my face; someone whose face makes the stress and worry slip off my mind; someone who is truly my other half." He said never breaking eye contact. "That's you, love."

There was a lump caught in my throat as tears brimmed my eyes.

"When I take a wife I wanted to make absolutely sure that she was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my eternal life with." He finished.

I took a minute letting his words sink into me. Was I an idiot? Probably. Was I also in love? Absolutely.

I grabbed his face tackling him backwards into a kiss making the decision right there.

Eternal life with him? Probably wasn't going to be so bad.

Dam she don't need no mans in her life.

Yep. AND AN ANGST ONE JUST FOR FUNZIES- 

No.

No, no, no, this wasn't supposed to happen.

This had to be a dream—it had to be. If it wasn't, the villain might well be dead.

It wasn't supposed to turn out like this.

Anything but this.

"Hey," they choked out, clutching the hero's hand—it was so cold—against their chest, their eyebrows furrowed and their lips turned down into a frown. Their voice cracked, a hint of panic seeping into their tone. The villain's eyes were wild.

"Hey, hey, stay with me here," they croaked again, letting go of the hero's cold hand to shake them gently by their shoulders. The hero gave only a small, gentle, tired smile in return as they met the villain's gaze.

How could this happen?

They'd never told them to kill the hero. In fact, they'd told them not to touch them. This was their game, their field; they'd wounded each other, sure, but never to the point that it would be fatal.

"You should..." The hero heaved for breath, voice slurring. "Stop frowning... So much." They were so pale. So pale and cold. The villain's mind was like a tornado; spinning, spinning, spinning. "You'll get wrinkles... You know?" The hero let loose a bittersweet chuckle.

They looked so, so tired.

"Stop talking," the villain snapped, tears filling their eyes; tears they refused to let fall. "Stop talking and keep your eyes open and stay with me." Because the villain could see them slipping, and they weren't ready to see them go.

"I told them," they half-growled, half-sobbed. "I told them not to kill you."

The hero chuckled bitterly. "Had a feeling... That it... Would have happened... anyway..."

"I'll kill them." They'd never felt so sure of anything in their lives—

"Hey, hey." the hero shook their head. "Wasn't... Their fault. Would have happened—" a pained gasp "—anyway..." They were repeating themselves.

I don't care, because they're going to suffer for what they did to you.

"Pocket!" The hero exclaimed suddenly, then grimaced as pain clouded their features. So pale. So cold.

Stay with me.

"What?"

"My pocket. On right... Paper. Take it."

"No." Because then you'll leave me and I don't want you to leave because oh my god please baby please stay with me just stay with me stay with me stay with me—

"Please."

"Why?"

Stay with me.

"Trust me."

Stay with me.

The villain found the piece of paper. The hero cupped their hands around the villain's fist and gave them a warm smile.

Then they sighed.

And then...

And then they were gone.

————

Those broken eyes,

That tired smile;

I loved you at your worst

Before I'd seen you at your best.

The villain had never cried so much in their life.

Stay with me, baby.

They kept the paper in their pocket; the world would pay for what it had done.

When I'm done—

I'll stay with you.

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wow-

MHM-Ok so this is the last one I'm kind of obsessed with it- 

Two kingdoms in war. After many years the king of one of the kingdoms offers peace, but the other is very sceptical.

During the mission of peace the king orders his eldest son to kidnap his rival's daughter and to use her a hostage to keep the peace and some advantage over his adversary.

After some time the prince finally returns home triumphant, but hesitant. The other king had discovered everything and he and his men almost died trying to escape from him.

The prince's father excitedly opens the chest brought by his son, expecting to see his nemesis' daughter, only to see a slender young man inside.

The king is confused. He orders a explanation.

The prince comes forward. He says that he thought that the other king only male heir would be far more worth to him than one of his daughters.

The king is very upset, but he understands.

Little he knows that the young man wanted to be kidnapped. He had an arranged wedding coming soon, with a princess that he hated. The young prince wanted to escape his rigid father and his insipid bride so badly, that when he discovered the other prince's plan he eagerly proposed to help him escape, but with a condition, to take him instead of his sister.

"Please, take me with you!" The young man pleaded while holding the other's hands. Both blushed. Their faces were just inches apart.

Something really had sparked between them that night and since that day something still was happening between the two.

The king couldn't understand why so suddenly his son wanted so badly to share a room with that prince. "Why does he spends so much time with him?" He thought.

But as in the Iliad and in some other classics, the kidnapping of a young royal always has consequences. The other king wants his only male heir back and he is willing to fight for him.

I- pleas eput thse in one paragraph it is suffocating to read.

Aight I got it- 

Two kingdoms in war. After many years the king of one of the kingdoms offers peace, but the other is very skeptical. During the mission of peace the king orders his eldest son to kidnap his rival's daughter and to use her a hostage to keep the peace and some advantage over his adversary. After some time the prince finally returns home triumphant, but hesitant. The other king had discovered everything and he and his men almost died trying to escape from him. The prince's father excitedly opens the chest brought by his son, expecting to see his nemesis' daughter, only to see a slender young man inside. The king is confused. He orders a explanation. The prince comes forward. He says that he thought that the other king only male heir would be worth far more worth to him than one of his daughters. The king is very upset, but he understands. Little he knows that the young man wanted to be kidnapped. He had an arranged wedding coming soon, with a princess that he hated. The young prince wanted to escape his rigid father and his insipid bride so badly, that when he discovered the other prince's plan he eagerly proposed to help him escape, but with a condition, to take him instead of his sister.

"Please, take me with you!" 

The young man pleaded while holding the other's hands. Both blushed. Their faces were just inches apart. Something really had sparked between them that night and since that day something still was happening between the two. The king couldn't understand why so suddenly his son wanted so badly to share a room with that prince. "Why does he spends so much time with him?" He thought. But as in the Iliad and in some other classics, the kidnapping of a young royal always has consequences. The other king wants his only male heir back and he is willing to fight for him.

thank you.

no problem!

uhmmmm you pick-