Technoblade sat on his throne, his fingers gently tapping on the golden armrest. His gaze was tired, but remained focused on the servant in front of him. His lips formed a line before speaking.

"Did you retrieve the gold?" His voice was deep, a little gruff. But still had a respectful tone to it.

The servant held a scared expression.

"N-no, m'lord."

Technoblade stood from his throne.

"You dare return to your king empty-handed?!" His voice roared.

The servant flinched.

"T-There was an ambush!" The servant hurriedly said.

"Explain." The respectful tone in his voice was dwindling.

"We have found the gold ore, but piglins had claimed it first. They were very protective over their gold. They attacked..." The servant's voice trailed off.

"I see... go to your chambers for the rest of the day. You deserve rest." The respectful tone returned. The king sat back into his throne and sighed softly.

"B-but, my punishment-"

"Punishment? You had no control over what happened." He paused for a second before speaking, "did they hurt you?"

The servant began to tear up. She held her arm out. Her gown was torn and large scratches and cuts were visible between the torn cloth.

Technoblade quickly stood from his throne and gently pulled her to his chambers.

"What is your name again?" Was all Technoblade said to the girl.

"Y/n..."

"That's a very pretty name. Suitable for a pretty servant."

Y/n's face flushed a light pink.

"Oh, thank you, m'lord."

She cracked a small smile.

"Please, just call me Techno... or king Techno." Technoblade told her as he went over to a drawer, bringing out a first aid kit.

"King Techno, you don't have to! I'm capable of wrapping my own wounds!"

"But I want to. And I am your king, so I must heal my servants if they need to be."

Y/n smiled more.

As Technoblade wrapped the wound slowly, some of his long, pink hair had fallen in front of his face. The servant gently brushed it back behind his pointed ear.

"Thank you, Y/n."

Y/n didn't know how to respond. Why did she do that? She touched her king without his consent.

"Apologies.."

"Don't."

Y/n found herself staring into Technoblade's dark red eyes. She could drown in his eyes if she looked hard enough.

Technoblade's eyes gazed back at her.

"Dear, you are staring." Was all the king said.

"Sorry, m'lord...it's just," she paused, "you have very pretty eyes."

This was enough to make the king falter and blush.

"As do you."

"No, I don't." Y/n's gaze fell to her knees. She thought she heard a piggish growl come from Technoblade.

"Don't you dare say that!" He yelled.

Y/n flinched. Technoblade saw and quickly stiffened. He also saw the pearl-like tears that fell from her eyes. He had done messed up.

"Love, I'm sorry." Technoblade's voice was soft for once.

"..No you're right."

Technoblade found himself wrapping his arms around the girl next to him.

Y/n cried softly and hugged him back.

Y/n felt her hair being softly stroked. It felt so nice.

"I don't want you to be a servant. I wish for you to be my queen."

Y/n jumped back in surprise.

"That was sudden!"

Technoblade chuckled softly.

"You deserve better. And don't pretend you do not share my feelings. I've seen the way you blush around me."

Y/n blushed.

"Especially when you help me get dressed in the morning and in the evening." Technoblade added.

Y/n's face flushed heavily.

"I admit it, I do like you." She spoke softly.

Technoblade cut her off with a soft kiss before she could say anything else.

Y/n was shocked at first, but found herself kissing back. It was a sweet, but long kiss. As if he had been waiting to do that for a long time."

"From now on, you'll be known as princess Y/n. Once we are wedded, you'll be my queen."

Y/n smiled. It felt so right.

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