R | In a Faraway Land, You'll Find Yourself | 5/5
And so it was written: The Fair Child, mightier and braver than any man in all of Cassidonia, fulfilled his destiny, slaying the Vile Millicent and releasing all the Queen’s charges of their duty. Many stepped up for Queen Adrianne when she took rule of the Red Castle, and others returned to their families to live peaceful lives.
Cassidonia thrived under Queen Adrianne’s rule, and all in the Kingdom attended her wedding to King Jeffrey. Loyally at her side, as always, Danneel stepped in to provide the most attentive service as the Queen’s First Charge.
While none of Cassidonia again saw Jensen or Jared, the two remained at the forefront of the Queen’s rule; their emblems, those on their suits on the night of the ball, were displayed on either side of the Red Castle’s entrance for all to honor their roles in the history of Cassidonia.
As for our heroes, they sat for hours at that coffee shop while Jensen stumbled and blushed through as much of the story he could tell without being absolutely embarrassed with Jared staring in cautious wonder and smiling at all the right moments. And when they ran out of warm drink, he easily asked Jensen to dinner.
Slowly and with ease, Jared courted Jensen, carving out a corner of Jensen’s heart just as he’d done in Cassidonia. When they would meet at ‘their’ coffee shop, Jensen always looked for Danneel, thinking that if he could find Jared in this world, maybe she would pop up, too. After many months, he’d given up on it, which was of course when he did finally spot her. Same long, flowing hair and same soft, caring smile, she nodded at him from across the patio. Jensen stalled with a hand over Sadie’s head while Harley milled around.
“One foot in front of the other, let’s go,” Jared joked, stepping up behind him with a crate of coffees and sweets.
Jensen saw her pause at seeing Jared but then her eyes widened and she grinned as Jared nudged Jensen’s shoulder. He grabbed at Jared’s elbow, ready to tell him who he saw, but when they turned back to that spot, she was gone. Jensen smiled for the rest of the day.
It took many, many more encounters to fully detail his time in Cassidonia, to pay proper tribute to the journey, but Jared never tired of it.
Jared often slid close to Jensen in bed, arms tight and lips warm at his cheek. “Tell me again,” he would whisper.
Jensen always kissed back, sleepily murmuring, “You were the most honorable man in the land, promising yourself to protect me.”
Jared smirked and moved in even closer, covering Jensen with every bit of his body. “You mean I am the most honorable man in all the land.”
And not for the first time, nor the last, Jensen’s eyes slipped shut and he smiled into Jared’s jaw. “Yes. Yes, you are.”
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