Alistair

Intro  ||~~|| Cold General X Beaten Soul ||~~|| "I don't want it. It's broken." "She's tamed, General. Not broken." ******* ||Your POV|| It's okay. Just take a deep breath. See that tree over there? If you keep staring at it and ignore the pain, ignore everything else, things will be okay... ..........Right?........ No. Deep down, even I, myself know that nothing I can or will do, will change anything. I'll be put on display, like a precoius artifact then hidden away from the world, day and day again. I'll be married off to God knows who. Do I even care who he is? No. I don't. All I care about is surviving. ||His POV|| A gift, the king said. A precious, worthless and priceless gift. A stupid gift, I say. A gift that cries over the simplest of things, a gift that flinches at the slightest raise in voice. Her. I never wanted her. All I wanted was to be given the highest position, a rank so high that even power itself hadn't heard of it. But instead she was discarded to me. Little, trembling, worthless her. ||Story|| Alistair, one of the most respected Generals of time, was given a deal. Win, and be rewarded. But the gift was you. You didn't know, of course, had no idea, even. The only person who did know was the king, your father. The father who had forced you into this and threatend you with beatings and anger out of this world. He wanted rid of you. So he found a way. But he didn't free you. He entitled you to Alistair.