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Dust and ashes. Deep darkness illuminated by burning building. The landscape looked terrible, just like two great armies crossed swords, which was correct, of course.
" Solomon! One of the enemies survived!" said Setta while he wiped blood and sweat off his face. "But they seem to black out."
"Don't get close, they might just pretending. " Solomon walked to the lying person. He couldn't really recognize the sex, because their face was covered in golden helmet. The armor made from the same material, full of some rare gems. That definitely wasn't a soldier. More like a commander or a general. Solomon know this kind of people. They were just like his father. They were to proud to pretend. "Tie them up. We're taking them as a captive."
Your head hurts like hell and your vision were blurry. What happened? In one moment you were fighting with Solomon's creatures and in the second you find yourself tied up on a wooden chair. When your eyes finally focused you noticed a handsome young man standing right before you. Of course, you recognized him straight away. This was Solomon, the one who were responsible for this war. The devil himself. A handsome devil.
"Hello, sleeping beauty." You felt heat spreading around your cheeks. B-beauty? How dare he say that to you? No, you definitely will not talk with him. You will not betray the great David! "You are not gonna say anything?" Still, only silence responded to him, but he didn't missed your rosy cheeks.
"How can such a cutie be a commander of a whole army?" Cutie? Hmpf. Some sweet words won't convince you to open your mouth. Even his pretty deep-blue eyes. "Strong spirit, I like you." You turned you face, not wanting to look at him. You were afraid of his eyes. If he looked at you like that one more time, you would break.
"So I guess there's no point in keeping you around." Slowly, he walked behind you and untied you. That was your one and only chance to get rid of him. In inhuman speed you turned around, rising you leg in order to kick his head. He must have seen it coming because he blocked you with his forearm. Right now his face lighten up and his eyes were burning with some kind of strange feelings. Taking deep breath you moved toward him with your fists. You weren't a general without a reason. Hand in hand were your speciality. Punching from the left, kicking from the right, the two of you lost yourselves in this brutal dance. "Aren't you getting tired of this?" Solomon asked with a bright smile. Oh, if he only weren't your enemy.
Suddenly, like without any trouble he grabbed you right leg and throw you on the ground. In this situation the only thing you could do was to take him with you. Rolling a little the two of you ended up with you on a bottom, with both of your hand pinned down by him. Looking up you saw the same bright smile turning into a proud smirk. "You sure still don't want to talk with me?" The blunette purred quietly. Do you?

Time skip:

Screw Sheba. Screw that pretty pink haired girl. Screw her and her attitude toward Solomon. It's been some time since you've decided to stay here. And, little by little you are falling for him. You were allowed to go wherever you want to, say and do whatever you want to. Ever since they kept you as a prisoner you've been more free than ever under David's wings.
The wise king said to his friend that the two of you are now collaborating in order to defeat his father, but the truth it that whenever you tried to run away he just followed you, pinned you down, throw you over his shoulder and bring you back. No brutality, no fight. Then he set you free. It happened already dozen of times. And after each your will to fight burned out. Solomon, meanwhile, stopped teasing you around. He became more gentle. Right now, after 2 month the two of you were able to talk like two normal people. But right now.

Right now.

Right now you were frustrated. You were so mad. Sheba. That pink haired girl, after short talk with Abra stated that she wanted to marry Solomon. Of course, it's not like you were the one are able to stop them. And it's not like Solomon himself is against it. And that what's making you so angry. Why he's acting like this. Why he is giving you false signals? You were heading toward you chamber when you heard some high noises. Peaking through door's gap you saw the kingdom's most popular pair. Solomon and Sheba. She talked loud enough for you to hear her confess. That makes you cringe and feeling like puking. With quiet "tsk" you go back to you room and packed your things. This time he definitely won't follow you. Not like he really cares.

With little backpack you headed toward palace garden, from where you'll got free way out. Once you reached a green place you felt hot, thick air.
"Where do you think you are going?" Oh crap.
"It's none of your biznes" The last thing you wanted to do is to confort with him. You were too weak. Too weak toward him.
"(Y/N), you really want me to cary you piggyback that much?" He said with this bright smile that made you fall hard. But not this time. You are not going to give in. You're going back home. Far away from this place, far away from him. Keeping your (E/C) eyes still you walked toward an exit.
One Solomon came closer and bend over in order to pick you up you kicked him away, almost like his touch were poisonous. When he hitted the ground you decided to use your chance and started to run, leaving clueless man behind.
After a while, once you were sure, or at least once you feel like you were alone you slowed down and give your lungs a break they deserved. After glancing over the place you were pretty sure you were lost. You couldn't recognize this part of the city, but that wasn't really a problem. More like unforseen, extended shortcut. Unfortunately you couldn't enjoy your peace for too long. In unnoticeable speed a human shadow pinned you down.
"(Y/N), what had happened?" A deep voice asked you. Of course he wouldn't let you go. You were his precious prisoner. A loot from the war that will help him defeat his father.
"Let me go!"
"No, not until you tell me why out of blue you decided to run away. I was prrtty sure we are getting alone fine!" Fine my ass. Staying quiet, you starred wriggling around. "(Y/N), start talking me!"
"SHOULDN'T YOU BE CELEBRATING YOUR ENGAGMENT NOW?" That's it. You break.
With mixed expresion he looked at you. "What are you talking about?"
"Sheba. She asked you out, right?" He noded, signaling you to continue. "So why, out of all reasons are you here?"
"So that's why you run away. Well, I declined her." In this particular moment you felt like a stack of brick were lifted from you. He did what? "But why did you do that?" Solomon looked at you, taking a strand of (H/C) hair out of you face.
"Because I got someone else on my mind." And with that he leaned down, peaking yoi rosy lips lightly. A wave of heat spread over you body. He's feeling something for you? Ah, how stupid could you be. Standing up and lifting you up he leaned over once more, this time to whisper something. "Can we now head back home, my love?"