All is Fair in Love and War Chapter 4

Chapter 4: More Complications

You woke up nearly an hour later, clearly still inebriated. The wall of reality hitting you like a kick to the chest. You sob into your pillow, wishing Arthur was here with you; holding you close while stroking your hair, whispering soft, tender words to comfort you.

"Shh.. it's alright______, I'm here..." a soft masculine voice whispered.

You could  feel a hand stroke your hair, down over your shoulder, comforting you, you pull yourself away from your pillow, vainly hoping that it was Arthur. All you saw were green eyes, in your dazed state you see 'Arthur' sitting beside you, before your lips press against his.

"____-_________....."

"Shh...." You kiss 'Arthur' again. Your words spilling out in half sobs, "Damn it Arthur... Why d did you have t to scare me.... I i knew It couldn't be true.. "

"Lass-I'm not Arthur-" Allistor tried reasoning with you as he holds you back.

You stop and look at him again, Arthur's blonde hair bleeding into Allistor's red hair, his clean shaven chin gaining soft red stubble. The tears prick at your eyes, as you look away.

"A Allistor... I-I'm sorry, I-" you start to cry.

He touches your cheek, "It's ok, ___________...Shh It's ok..." He pulls you closer, into his chest, stroking your hair, your hand gently grasping at his shirt.

He lets you cry out your frustrations onto his chest, until you can't cry anymore; exhausted you start to slip back into unconsciousness.

Arthur's voice ghosts through Allistor's thoughts as he rubs your back soothingly.
~ If anything happens to me, please take good care of ______. Protect and love her as one of the family, she is more precious to me than my own life.~
Drifting off into a dreamless sleep, your head rests on Allistor's shoulder, your hand still clutching at his shirt. He smiles softly, sadness in his eyes as he unbuttons his shirt then tucks you back in, before falling asleep in the rocking chair across the room.

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Arthur's POV


I look up from my cell, beaten and bruised, at my Russian captors. I knew that my service had possible consequences to being involved with war. I had my doubts when Francis asked for my help as an ally for this "Crimean War". I was skeptical, The Ottoman Empire,France and I were to take on the Russian Naval fleet in order to aid the Ottoman Empire from being completely consumed by Russia's advances. I still do not regret my decision to help my friends.

I only wished that I could hurry home to you, to have this war over. To kiss your lips and feel the warmth of your skin against mine. I could only imagine these moments, but for now, they need to be enough. I cannot give up now. I have to keep my promises, as a gentleman.

Despite this, I could scarcely believe my men had been captured, however, I was too valuable to kill.. I loathed knowing that you would hear of my capture and possible death. I knew Allistor would take care of you..but I couldn't bear knowing you being in pain. I promised I would come home... And I will... I will come home, my love... My_________.

~You're the only way to me, The path is clear~