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SS Lieumon Drabbles	By : SladinForever Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 2803 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lieumon Week Prompt #4: Enchantment
Title: Enchantment
Summary: Amon reads Lieutenant a fairytale
Warnings: A kiss
Rating: PG

…And so the valiant, handsome prince mounted his snow white, noble steed, and took off away from the scary castle of the Dark Queen, in search of the fair maiden who had fallen into that terrible spell. For miles upon miles he rode through the dark forest, ignoring the frightening howls and snarls of the forest beasts that were at his princely clothed back. The forest seemed never-ending. It was as if he were going round and round in circles and getting nowhere. But yet, he rode on and on and on, until suddenly, he saw a brilliant white light! After what seemed an eternity, had the prince finally found the maiden’s resting place? He urged his horse to gallop faster and faster towards the light. Any second now and he would happen upon the woman he was searching all over for.
As he past a dark and sinister tree, the prince found himself in a peaceful clearing. He pulled on the reins to slow his horse down to a trot as he made his way towards a glass casket on a stone slab. As he neared, he could see a tall, beautiful woman with long flowing yellow hair lying within the glass. Stopping a few feet away, the prince dismounted his steed, patted his nose as he passed, and took careful, silent steps forward. Stopping beside it, the prince laid his hands upon the casket and stared at the maiden’s face. Her hands were folded on top of her chest, looking peaceful and serene. It seemed the Evil Queen was telling the truth about the spell. This maiden truly was the Sleeping Beauty of which she spoke of.
Only love’s true kiss can break the spell, the prince remembered. But how could he reach her? Would the glass lift easily? Stepping to the head of Sleeping Beauty, the prince placed his strong hands to the edge of the glass and started to push and pull it to the right as best he could. The lid was very heavy, so it only moved inch-by-inch. With a final shove, the glass moved back just enough for the prince to place his hand on her delicate hands. He admired her beauty for a moment or two, just basking in her warmth and glow. Then, when he felt an urgency in his heart, the mighty prince leaned over her face, closed his eyes, and kissed her soft, caring, pink lips.
Slowly, Sleeping Beauty’s peach eyelids began to lift, her vision blurred. When they adjusted, she came face-to-face with the prince. He lifted himself away from her and smiled warmly. So the counter spell was true: love was the one thing that conquered all. The maiden closed her eyes for a moment before smiling at him. She remembered this man, back when they had danced for no rhyme or reason in the gentle forest, far, far away from this dreadful place. Lifting her hand, she touched his face softly with her long, pale fingers.
“You have saved me, my dear prince. I owe you my life.”
Getting to one knee beside her, the prince said, “No, fair maiden, it is I that owes you. Thanks to you, I have found my one true love.”
The maiden still smiled at him, believing his words were true. From this day forth, they deserved each other. No spell or evil or witch would tear them apart. Once the prince had helped Sleeping Beauty onto his horse, they rode back to the castle, where the prince fought the Evil Queen, who could turn into a mighty black dragon that breathed hellish fire. With his mighty and powerful sword, he thrust the blade into her chest, piercing her cold, black heart. The dragon flew into the air, screaming in pure agony as her heart threatened to explode and destroy her. She then began to fall, crashing into sharp rocks at the bottom of the cliff her castle stood on. They stabbed straight through her, killing her almost instantly. The burning castle and forest from the dragon’s fire slowly dissipated now that she was dead. The dark castle returned to its former glory of pearly white brick and spires and golden gates. With Sleeping Beauty at his side, the prince became the new ruler of this region, being fair and kind to all. He soon became king; the most noblest king of them all.
“And then they lived happily ever after, the end!” Amon closed the book with a slight clap and then looked up. Seeing the annoyed look on Lieutenant’s face, he blinked. “What, Lieu?”
Lieutenant glared at the book still in his leader’s hands. “Why did you read to me something so…so stupid?” He looked back up at Amon to see his reaction to his strong choice of adjective. He just blinked, slightly stunned. “Do kids really read this crap?”
“…What’s wrong with it, exactly?”
Lowering his head, Lieutenant rubbed at his eyes with his fingers on one hand. He was sitting on his bed that sat a few feet from Amon’s own. One foot was pressed to the floor while the other was under his leg. His elbow rested on the folded one.
“Life doesn’t work that way, Amon.”
Setting the book aside, Amon stood up and moved to stand in front of him. “That’s why it’s called a fairy tale, Lieu.”
Lieutenant lowered his hand and sat up straight. “Kids are impressionable. They shouldn’t be hearing this false literature.”
Amon couldn’t help but smile in amusement. “I think you’re missing the point.” Lieutenant snorted. “…I think you’re having trouble grasping the concept because you haven’t experienced love.”
Sighing, Lieutenant laid down, placing his arm over his eyes. “Yes, the benders made sure of that,” he said bitterly.
Amon stared at him sympathetically. He remembered the day Lieutenant told him of his past. Fire benders had destroyed his family and left him for dead in his family’s field. He had survived, of course, but lived a life on the street. He hadn’t met Amon until twenty years later. After he found out what had happened, that’s when Amon knew things had to change. The two of them started the Revolution together.
Smiling, Amon had an idea. “Lieutenant, perhaps if you physically experienced the fairy tale, you would understand the point.”
Moving his arm back off his eyes, Lieutenant lifted his head a few inches to see his masked face better. “You wish to reenact Sleeping Beauty? With me?”
“Yes Lieu. With you.”
Lieutenant looked at him as if he were crazy. Not that he didn’t already know such a thing about Amon. At first, Lieu thought his plan to take away the bending of all benders was ludicrous, but then he saw him take it away one night, from an earthbender. He stopped having faithlessness in his leader after that. Lieutenant sat up and moved back.
“Are you going to be the prince?”
Lifting his hand, Amon reached forward and touched the side of Lieutenant’s face. “I’m already your prince.” He lowered his hand and turned around. “Just lie on the bed and close your eyes.”
Amon walked out of the room. Lieutenant actually smiled and did what was asked of him. Amon waited outside for half a minute before reentering the room quietly. He saw Lieu lying on his back on his bed, his hands overlapping on his chest and his eyes closed. With silent steps, he approached the bedside and kneeled. He lifted his mask just a bit, placed his hand on Lieu’s, and then leaned in for an enchanting kiss.
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