honestly ignore this whole chapter cause I wrote it foreeeever ago (as in like december) and didn't know if I would continue it so it just kinda sat there uhu. Well imma take the little bit of ch 2 that I had written for this and uh, maybe update weekly or biweekly? We'll have to see.

I went back and added some stuff in so there might be some inconsistencies- tell me!

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1: My Little Accident.

Elizabeth hadn't made the best decisions in her life. That was, well, self-explanatory. She had caused her family pain all her life, with her antics and pranks.

But if you asked her... This was a new low. Even if it had been an accident...

She had been going about her daily schedule, as she always did.

First thing in the morning, shower. Then the maids would assist her in choosing clothes and doing her hair- though she insisted she could do it herself.

After getting ready for the day, she rushed down the castle halls and admired the familiar paintings as she passed. On a regular day, she had ballet with Margaret- which was funny, because she was not very graceful at all, then she had schooling and she exercised a bit, usually with Veronica. Afterwards, she would read or relax in the calmness of her castle.

Today, however, the castle was brimming with activity- or at least, more activity than usual. King Arthur of Camelot would be visiting to discuss peace, or something like that. Nobody really bothered Elizabeth with the details of foreign affairs, much to her dismay.

She couldn't relax in such a hustle bustle castle, so she decided to visit the garden.

"Ellie, wait!" Just as she left the castle to enjoy the garden, Elizabeth heard the door reopen behind her and she glanced back curiously. "Margaret?"

Her elder sister strode up to her. Her sister radiated elegance, with soft violet hair and gentle features. She would be a fit ruler of Liones when the time came. Elizabeth sometimes wished she compared to Margaret's beauty, even a bit.

"Are you going to walk the garden? Would you allow me to accompany you?" Elizabeth's face automatically lit up in excitement.

"Oh, of course! I would certainly enjoy the company!" She smiled.

Margaret and Elizabeth walked together for a bit. Margaret pointed out flowers that had recently started blooming, some of which Elizabeth had not seen. "And the Bleeding Heart..."

Elizabeth stifled a laugh at the funny shape of the flower.

"Everyone laughs, but I think they're pretty..." Margaret commented.

"No no, I do believe they're very pretty, if you get over the fact that they look like a-"

"I know, shh..." Margaret hushed her, and they laughed together for a minute.

"I actually came out here to tell you something now as well." Margaret said, once she had stopped her laughing.

"Hmm?" Elizabeth sobered up and looked at her. "Yes, Margaret?"

Margaret grabbed her younger sister's hand, and guided her to a bench to rest their legs.

"Soon, I will be taking a short trip to the neighboring country of Camelot. Since I will soon be confined to the castle for most of the time, as the queen, father said I should travel while I had the chance. Since King Arthur is here already, I will be traveling back to Camelot with him and his mage, Merlin!" She explained.

"Oh, that sounds so exciting! But very dangerous! Are you sure you will be okay?" Worry laced into Elizabeth's tone.

"Oh, certainly. My betrothed shall accompany me. A holy knight can certainly protect me! Oh, you certainly didn't hear me say this, but I do hope it can be a romantic trip!" Margaret clasped her hands together wistfully.

"I'm sure it will be," Elizabeth sounded rather excited herself, "I'm going to miss you so much. Will you bring me back a souvenir? Will you write? Have you packed yet? Are you going to..." Margaret giggled as Elizabeth rambled on and on about what she hoped she did, what she hoped that she would see...

A few hours later, the girls headed in to eat a delicious dinner. Elizabeth talked with Arthur and Merlin a bit, as they were staying for a couple more days. Elizabeth enjoyed her meal, slowly as always. Her father excused her for bed and she quietly worked her way downstairs to her bedroom.

That night, for whatever reason, she could not sleep. She tried counting imaginary sheep, she tried reading an extremely, painstakingly boring book about laws she found in her room... everything.

Finally, she got an idea. She knew they would never let her out of the castle this late. Bats, snakes, whatnot? However, she had done before...

She pulled her silver hair into a loose bun, slid into some soft pink, fluffy slippers, and looked at her window with resolve. Thank God she was on the first floor.

She slipped the window open as quietly as she could. She was pretty confident that she wouldn't be found since the security was pretty low around this area of the castle. She was lucky enough to have a room by the gardens!

Carefully, she held her breath and lifted a leg up to climb out. She made her way out and prayed to the goddesses that nobody saw her. Especially with the way her nightgown riled up!

She plopped down outside her window. She glanced around discreetly and contemplated where to go next. She could go sit on a bench. She could stay right there under her window, that was an option.

After a few seconds of quick thinking she decided she would go to the pond.

The pond was, well, a pond! Margaret would read to her there when she was young. It was shallow and not too big, but much to her happiness there was an area covered with sand connected to it. Small plants grew across the pond, which was light enough to where you could see only a few fish flourishing in the bottom, along with shells that had been brought in for eye value. The pond was one of Elizabeth's favorite places. Best of all, it was not guarded! She could go there to relax and let her thoughts out as often as she liked.

She regained her sneaky posture and tiptoed to the pond. She was beginning to forget why she even came out of the castle in the first place by the time she got to the pond! It was worth it, though, to see the moonlight reflect off of the pond and she made a note to come out here more often. She slowly walked over to the sand and sat down.

The princess recalled getting in a sand fight with Veronica when she was no older than 6. She wanted to play Hide and Seek, Veronica wanted to play tag. They compromised by arguing until they threw sand at each other. She felt a tinge of guilt looking back, as Veronica had usually played whatever Elizabeth wanted to play without complaint.

She traced pictures in the sand absentmindedly and watched fish swim around. Why was she out here again?

She had just begun to remember her earlier boredness which was good, since it meant that she wasn't bored anymore, but her trail of thoughts were interrupted by the small, black bolt of lightning that just cracked down probably two inches from her right hand. Pretty distracting, right?

She nearly yelped, but held it back last second. "What the ever-loving crap was that?"

She had expected a number of things afterwards. More lightning, thunder, an army attack. She didn't expect to feel small, children's hands on her chest nor did she expect a whisper in her ear.

"You called?"

"Eep! Getawaygetawaygetaway!" She jumped back as if bit by a spider. "Y-you- what the he- I uh-...?" Her eyes scanned the area in fright. A short, yet somewhat, somehow mature looking boy stood before her with a cheerful smile. Or at least, she assumed it was a boy. She couldn't, and didn't want too, see most anything of his body past black markings that covered the majority of his skin. The markings radiated purple, and where no markings were to found, little bits of tan skin were visible. He was only wearing tattered jeans, sandals and a small, rather feminine looking golden, intricate locket. His eyes were hollow black and he would look emotionless if not for his smile that looked rather childish. She tried not to pay much attention to his chest muscles, but that was much easier said than done, even with the strange markings. He also had a mark on his face that matched the symbol she had randomly doodled.

"I- I dunno what I did but I messed up I'm sorry!" She squeaked. Should she go into the human roly poly position she learned?

"Sheesh, I'm not gonna hurt you. Now come out closer where I can see you clearly. I haven't yet." His voice was childish as well, and were this not the occasion she heard the voice she was sure she would love talking with it so much more.

"Ah um, okay." She creeped up closer, as slowly as possible, but stopped. "Wait. Did you not see me when you- er- grabbed my uh breasts?" She asked. Her cheek's lit with a soft crimson at the memory.

"Nope!" He answered in a sing-song voice. "Just stop waddling and introduce yourself. I promise I don't bite. Okay, well, I have bitten before, but not young girls!"

Mustering all the courage that was in her frail body, Elizabeth stood to greet the odd creature. She reluctantly held a hand out. "My name is uh, Elizabeth. Elizabeth Liones. I am the third princess of Liones and 16. Uh... you?" When he saw his face or when he heard her name, one of the two, something flickered in his eyes that she couldn't recognized, for whatever reason.

It flew away in an instant and he greeted with a boyish grin and a firm grip on her hand. "Yup! My names Meliodas! Just Meliodas. I'm a demon and really old!" He shook her hand wildly.

"O-oh. Well Sir Meliodas, if you don't mind my asking of course, why are you in our gardens?" She attempted.

"What? Isn't that obvious?" She shook her head, and he laughed a bit. "You summoned me here, Princess." He explained.

"What? I... no..." She looked around in confusion. She didn't remember summoning a demon... And how did he know she was a princess?

"Yup. That's my symbol in the sand right there, that you summoned me with." Meliodas raised an eyebrow.

"O-oh well... it was a false alarm so you can go home now, sir Meli- Oh!" She felt a small hand playfully gripping her rear. When did he get back there? And isn't she sitting on the ground, how is he grabbing her butt?

"Nah. I'm not leaving just yet!"

"Wha... Why not?" Elizabeth asked weakly. She was going to hyperventilate if he didn't stop, and he didn't seem to be stopping anytime soon.

"Nishishi. I couldn't leave if I wanted to. I have to complete your will first!"

"My will?" Finally, Meliodas released his torture on her hind end and she sighed in relief.

"Yup. You summoned me here to do something for ya, and I can't leave till I do it." Silence spread as after this.

Elizabeth wasn't sure what to say as they sat there in silence. She tried to think of ways to get the strange demon boy to leave.

"Umm... I really still don't get it... but I have to go inside now..." Elizabeth pointed to the giant towering castle and smiled weakly.

"Great!" Meliodas threw an arm around her shoulder. "We can go together."

Okay, so that didn't work... Elizabeth just nodded. Meliodas seemed to know to go to the window, though the whole walk was an awkward silence that he didn't seem concerned about fixing.

"Kay well, this is where we part?" She tried.

"Ah, nope!" He wiggled a finger. "You summoned me so now I'm youuuur responsibility!"

"Great. More things on my plate." She mumbled under her breath. She decided to suck it up because yeah, she recognized that symbol from a book she read and she fully accepted that he is her demon as of then.

Maybe coming out here wasn't as good of a decision as she thought it was… it was sure bringing her a lot of trouble!

She looked at the window, and turned back to Meliodas with the most threatening face she could muster.

"Uh- don't you dare- er- look up my dress!" She tried to sound dangerous, but his smothered laugh afterword made her dangerous damsel act drop.

"Ah whatever." She muttered. "I'm over this." She climbed in to her bedroom and the first thing she did was run and jump onto her bed.

She would have forgotten about the little demon boy- er, big demon boy?- had he not plopped down under the window, without touching anything, and said, "Well, g'night."

"You are going to sleep on the floor?" She gasped, flabbergasted. "Why would you ever sleep on the floor? You aren't a dog!"

"I don't mind. Where else would I sleep?" He asked rhetorically as he patted the white carpet under him. "This is a cheesy carpet though."

She puffed out her cheeks. "Don't make fun of my carpet. I have an extra bed over there, see?" She pointed across the room.

"I can try," he offered.

"Try? What's stopping you?" She asked. Meliodas stood up and brushed off his legs and went to walk over and thunk! He hit his head on- well, something she couldn't see and she gasped.

"Oh my goodness! Are you okay?" She had to raise her voice to ask since the room was pretty large. It was mostly empty or filled with old books.

"I'm fine!" He talk-shouted back.

She rushed over to his side and inspected his forehead. "There should be no reason you can't get on the bed. No enchantments or anything." She said thoughtfully. "Wonder what it was... your forehead looks okay though." She pulled back and looked around suspiciously.

"Well," Meliodas reasoned, "There is this," he motioned to his lower left leg. Sure enough, there was a weird, translucent, ghosty-looking shackle wrapped around it securely.

"What? What is that?" She asked. She felt even more confused now.

"You have one too." He pointed out.

Elizabeth looked down at her foot in anticipation. "Eek! What is it doing?" She reached down and tugged on it a little. It didn't come off.

"Don't worry. That just means that until I complete your will, I can't get to far away." She dropped her head down low and sighed. "Great. What will father say? Can you pull the bed? Are you strong?"

She would be much more worried about these overwhelming situations if she wasn't so done with life right now.

Meliodas nodded. "Yeah, I can pull it. That seems a bit loud though."

"Oh. I guess that's true. Well..."

He was all of a sudden way to close. "I could always sleep in bed with you~"

"Eep! Don't do that!" She jumped back a bit.

"Since you are the reason I'm stuck in this world now, it's the least you could do." He smiled suggestively.

"Oh- oh I suppose it couldn't hurt." She said in defeat.

"Great!" He threw an arm around her shoulders as they walked back to the bed.

"So Ellie," Began Meliodas.

"You a top, or a bottom?"