The Love of a Baker and His Princess
Chadwick looked at himself in the mirror, trying to smooth down the untamable brown strands that spewed out around his head. After five minutes of struggling he achieved his task. The nineteen year old winked and snapped his fingers into finger guns, pointed at his reflection. His normally cheerful composure vanished as his hair began to poof out again. His round features and chubby cheeks made him look like a toddler pouting.
The boy closed his dark green eyes and rubbed the back of his neck, chuckling softly to himself. “Maybe I should wait to do this until after I buy some hair products.”
He smiled sadly knowing what he said wouldn’t work. He had his job at the bakery that took up most of his time, he only was off work one day a week. Meanwhile Lucinda was the purest heart and most powerful magic in the kingdom. Everyone looked to her for guidance, even the king kept her around his castle to help him. Since the king had never found a wife to give him an heir most speculated that Lucinda would take the old kings place when he passed away. Chadwick didn’t doubt the story, his darling Lucinda always seemed distant when he tried to talk to her about the future of the government. Needless to say she had less time off then he did. Every once in awhile they’d have a day to themselves where they could just sit back and relax in each other's company. More often than not those days were often ruined by Ulric, a dark sorcerer who sought to destroy his uncle, the king, in the name of his father, who should have inherited the throne instead of King Titus. Chadwick was lucky he hadn’t been fired from his job for all the times he’d had to run out and help Lucinda fight for the king. Then there was always Ulric’s twenty year old, brat of a son, Demetrius. The boy worked under his father but had fallen head over heals in love with Lucinda. He’d always appear at the most inconvenient times trying to force Lucinda to join him and be his, even occasionally going to the extreme of trying to corrupt her magic.
He shook his head letting his messy brown fall in it’s normal oddly spikes way before smiling at his reflection again.
He had to do it today. He had to tell Lucinda he loved her today. If he didn’t he’d lose courage again.
Chadwick had known Lucinda for seven years now. At first he hated the devious young girl but over the next three years he grew to love her more than anything. After four years of being too nervous to admit he wanted to be more than friends he was finally going to tell her. Even now she was making her way to their private meadow where he had told her to meet him in his note to her that he had a dove take to her alongside her favorite flower, a blue bell.
Chadwick gave his outfit one last check. He didn’t want to get too dressed up incase she said no but he felt he was way too casual. He wore a simple rusty orange T-shirt under a white jacket with blue jeans and his nicest pair of tennis shoes. He gazed into the open door of his small closet at the ten different outfits he owned. This was the best outfit he owned besides his suit that he received from Lucinda for all the formal events she asked him to attend. He rubbed his head, messing up his hair further, he really needed to put some money aside for a more in between outfit. If Lucinda returned his feelings he’d want to go on dates with he and he couldn’t go around wearing T-shirts all the time.
He smiled at his reflection once more, noting his childish smile that had earned him the nickname “Baby Face” from Lucinda.
He turned and left his small one room one room shack. He found himself placing his hands in his pockets to hide their trembling. He loved Lucinda so much but he worried she didn’t feel the same way. Telling her this and having her reject him could be the end to their friendship. He could lose Lucinda forever. On the other hand Lucinda was known throughout the kingdom for her beauty, power, and pure heart. There were plenty of men who sought her hand in marriage. If he didn’t win her heart someone else would, at least by asking her he would have a chance to live out his happily ever after.
The nineteen year old quickened his pace, smiling blissfully as he remembered all of the fun he had with Lucinda. His first encounter with the beautiful girl had been forever ingrained into his brain, every tiny detail clear as daylight. He had found her while on my way to work, unconscious in a group of bushes. She looked as though she had been through a great ordeal. Seeing as though his boss would be out that day Chadwick took her to the bakery with him and allowed her to sleep in the backroom.
By the time he went home that night she still hadn’t woken up so he reluctantly took her home with him. No sooner did he set her down in his bed did she wake up and start yelling. She was terrified that he was some sort of creep who had kidnapped her. Chadwick spent awhile trying to calm her down, before losing his cool. During this time he received many insulting titles, one of which being “Baby Faced Jerk” which still stuck with the two of them to this day.
Eventually he had enough of the babbling girl and told her off, saying he should have left her alone in the bush until whatever attacked her came to finish her off. She froze after that, the two didn’t make any sound or look at each other, the atmosphere in the room was practically crushing them. Chadwick, regretting hurting the feelings of the frightened girl, gave her a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. He told her to change into those and he’d fix up her tattered, lavender, sundress for her. Then he left her alone and made dinner for the two of them. She spent the night at his house, her sleeping on his bed and him on the couch.
The next morning Chadwick got to experience first hand the abilities of the man who attacked Lucinda the previous night. Ulric had been hunting down the strangely powerful girl, who was still in no shape to fight after her last encounter with the man. Though Chadwick strongly disputed the annoying girl he didn’t wish for harm to befall her so he tried to keep the man at bay while Lucinda ran. In the fight Chadwick had been badly injured but before any permanent damage could be inflicted on the currently twelve year old boy some of the adult of the village came to his rescue. After the local healer had bandaged him up and healed the worst of it Lucinda returned. By now the boy believe she was a bad omen but she insisted on staying with him until he felt completely better. That was the start of their first adventure where eventually Lucinda’s pure heart and powerful abilities were noticed by the king.
Chadwick still couldn’t believe he had once hated the girl, then again so much had happened to them in the past seven years it was no surprise that feelings between them would change.
Chadwick pushed away the branch blocking the entrance to the secret meadow of Lucinda and Chadwick. The boy froze, his face falling as he saw the scene in front of him.
The beautiful, black haired maiden was back up against a tree, a boy with shaggy red hair towering over her. Demetrius was attacking his Lucinda again, on his special day.
“D-Demetrius, what do you want?” Lucinda asked nervously, pressing herself closer to the tree.
“Beautiful, you know what I want by now. Just tell me that you love me and come with me to where you belong,” Demetrius said, pinning her hands over head.
Lucinda’s crystal blue eyes widened in terror as she continued to struggle.
“Leave me alone Demetrius,” she yelled.
Light well up around her hands but before she could use the light Demetrius's hand that had her’s pinned was surrounded by shadowy wisps. The shadows attacked the light and she let out a scream of pain as tears fell down her pale face.
The masculine twenty year old smirked at the terrified girl. “Come on beautiful, just say it already and I won’t have to hurt you anymore.”
“No, I don’t love you! I will never love you, you’re a creep!” Lucinda cried, her head still buried in her left shoulder.
The boy hummed slighted and used his free hand to roughly grab her chin, forcing her to look at him. “I suppose I’ll just have to make you love me then.” He leaned forward and captured the younger girl’s lips.
The eighteen year old screamed and struggled but the redheaded male was physically stronger than her. Tears continued to flow out of the girl’s eyes despite her squeezing them as tightly as she could. The boy took the hand that had been holding her chin and looped in behind her, pulling her closer to his body.
Chadwick growled angrily. No one touches his girl, no one kisses his girl, no one makes his girl cry without having to deal with him.
“Let go of her now!” Chadwick growled stalking forward.
Demetrius broke the kiss and looked at Chadwick with lazy golden eyes.
“And how exactly are you going to enforce that Mr. Tough Guy?” Demetrius asked, continuing to pin Lucinda to the tree, the hand upon her back moving upwards to where he he softly traced Lucinda’s jaw with his rough fingers, causing her to whimper.
“C-Chad…” Lucinda stutters, a deep blush creeping across her face as Demetrius’s lips replace his fingers.
“I said let go of her, Demetrius, I don’t want to have to get in a fight with you but I will to protect her,” the brown haired baker growled stepping forward.
The red haired boy ignored Chadwick’s warning, biting down on Lucinda’s earlobe making her scream. His golden eyes once again met Chadwick’s green practically telling the younger boy he’d already lost Lucinda to the darkness.
Chadwick let out another angry growl, a ring of green light encircling him. He closed his eyes and the circle of light started to rotate, his already wild brown hair whipping around his head. His dark green eyes burst open and circle of light flared up as well as causing pillars of the same colored light sprang out in other areas around the clearing. Under each light massive vines broke free from the ground, zooming towards Demetrius and Lucinda. The first few vines quickly wrapped themselves around Demetrius and pulled him away from Lucinda, throwing him into a tree on the opposite side of the clearing. The remaining vines caught Lucinda as she fell, setting her softly in a group of ferns.
Demetrius slowly got back up holding his now injured shoulder, glaring daggers at Chadwick who stood calmly watching him. Demetrius’s body faded into a shadowy mass that vanished into the trees only to reappear behind Chadwick. The nineteen year old barely managed to dodge and punch to the back back of his head but couldn’t escape the blow of Demetrius’s foot against the soft spot on the back of his knee. He fell to the ground looking up at the red haired boy angrily.
“You’re pathetic, do you really think Lucinda would ever fall for a tree hugging wimp like you?” Demerius asked.
“Not really, do you think she’ll ever fall for a egotistical jerk like you?” Chadwick retorted with a devious smirk.
Demetrius raised his foot to stomp on Chadwick but the boy rolled away and vines grasped his raised leg, yanking him off the ground. The vines pulled him high off the ground and into direct sunlight.
“Aww did I hit nerve Demetrius?” Chadwick asked with mock sympathy, a childish grin playing across his face.
The red haired boy struggled to get free, attempting to turn into a shadow but his skin painfully fizzled in the sunlight forcing him to remain solid. Demetrius continued to hang upside down, his face turning red from the blood rush to his head.
“Can the poor boy not turn into a shadow? Aww and he’ll probably pass out soon allowing us to drag him off to jail for crimes against the crown. Or maybe he can promise to never touch Lucinda again and I’ll let him go,” Chadwick said crossing his arms.
Demetrius looked over to where Lucinda sat watching them, unsure of what to do.
“Fine I’ll agree to your terms, just let me down!” he yelled, flailing slightly.
Chadwick snapped his fingers and Demetrius fell two feet, landing on his back. The twenty year old boy got up and moved into the shadows near Chadwick.
“We both know what I said was a lie. See ya!” Demetrius saluted Chadwick before turning into a shadow and vanishing back into the forest.
Chadwick shook his head and ran over to Lucinda.
“Are you alright?” he asked worriedly.
He studied the girl see if there was any damage. Her back hair that had been placed in a bun on the back of her head had several long strands hanging out of it in gentle waves. The porcelain white skin of her face was a blotchy red with tear stains. Her crystal blue eyes were slightly red from all the crying, the red making the color of her eyes pop even more than they already had been. Her lips were slightly swollen from the rough kiss and her ear was red where Demetrius bit her. She wore an elegant, blue, sleeveless dress that was pale blue at the bodice and turned into a rich, royal blue at the bottom of the flared out skirt. Though the dress was intact there was dirt on the back that needed to be brushed off.
“I’m fine,” Lucinda replied with a weak smile.
Chadwick sat down beside the girl, his hands entwining with hers.
His eyes met hers and he let out a sad sigh. “I’m sorry I didn’t save you sooner.”
“It’s alright, you saved me in the end, that’s all that matters,” she replied.
The fell into silence, Lucinda resting her head on her partner’s shoulder.
A lump formed in Chadwick’s throat as he struggled to find his words. “A-are you interested in anyone?”
“Yes,” she replied after a moment of hesitation.
Chadwick’s heart fall but he tried his best not to show it. “W-what’s he like?”
“Well… He’s pretty powerful, tall, handsome, has the cutest face I’ve ever seen, and the first time I met him I hated him.” Lucinda said smiling at Chadwick, a slight blush growing on her face as she spoke.
Chadwick felt as though he were going to be sick. “You’re in love with Demetrius?!”
Lucinda began laughing loudly. “Of course not stupid!”
“Then who?” Chadwick asked confusedly.
“You are so clueless Baby Face, but I love you anyways.”
“L-love me?! I’m the person you’re in love with?” Chadwick gawked.
Lucinda looked away shyly, her blush growing as she nodded.
A large smile crossed crossed his face. “T-that’s amazing, because I love you too. For the past four years in fact.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Lucinda asked.
“Because I was afraid you’d reject me.” Chadwick replied.
“Well it’s better late than never, Baby Face.”
“I love you, my Princess.”
Lucinda leaned in a captured his lips, her arms wrapped around his neck. Chadwick embraced the girl with his own muscular arms, his fingers playing with her loose strands of hair.
Lucinda broke the kiss soon and they sat there holding each other contently, neither of them to ever leave the other’s embrace. They had finally gained the next level of their partnership and they never wanted to lose it again.