Title: A Fairytale Story Prologue/11
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: A classic fairy tale, with swordplay, giants, an evil prince, a handsome hero, and yes, some kissing
Warnings/Spoilers: Human Verse. Out of Character.
Note: (A Spander adaptation of the movie 'The Princess Bride') Uses actual dialogue from the movie Please don't sue!
Beta'd by: Whichclothes
Note 2: Chapters vary in length.
Alexander Harris was raised on a small farm in the country of Florin. His favorite pastimes were riding his horse and tormenting the farm boy that worked there. His name was William Pratt, but Alexander never called him that. Nothing gave Alexander as much pleasure as ordering William around.
Alexander stood and held the reins of his horse, while William stood in the stable doorway and watched him. Alexander was in his late teens. He didn't care much about clothes and he hated brushing his shaggy hair, so he wasn't as attractive as he might be, but he was still probably the most handsome man in the world.
"Farm boy. Polish my horse's saddle. I want to see my face shining in it by morning," Alexander ordered, not looking at William.
"As you wish," William said quietly, his eyes never leaving Alexander's face. William was perhaps half a dozen years older than Alexander. And just as handsome in his own way. He gazed after Alexander as he walked away. As you wish was all he ever said to Alexander.
William was outside, chopping wood. Alexander came up to him and dropped two large buckets near him. "Farm Boy, fill these with water," Alexander said and then added. "Please."
"As you wish," William said once again. As Alexander left William's eyes stayed on him. Alexander stopped and turned. William managed to look away as Alexander's eyes now stayed on him.
That day, Alexander was amazed to discover that when William said, "As you wish," what he meant was, "I love you."
Alexander was in the kitchen when William entered with an armload of firewood. And even more amazing was the day he realized he truly loved William back. Alexander pointed to a pitcher that he could have easily reached himself. "Farm Boy, fetch me that pitcher."
William collected the pitcher and handed it to Alexander. They stood very close to each other and gazed into each other's eyes.
"As you wish," William replied, before he turned around and moved outside.
William and Alexander stood outside William's tiny shack in the red glow of the sunset. They were locked in a passionate kiss.
William had no money for marriage. So he had packed his few belongings and would leave the farm to seek his fortune across the sea. They stood near the gate to the farm, locked in an embrace neither wanted to let go but knew they had to if they ever want to have a future together.
"I fear I'll never see you again," Alexander said. He tried to be strong but his voice gave away his fear.
"Of course you will," William said with a reassuring smile.
Alexander shook his head. "But what if something happens to you?"
William took Alexander's face into his hands. "Hear this now: I will come for you."
"But how can you be sure?" Alexander asked. William didn't seem to have a doubt in his mind that they would meet again.
"This is true love. You think this happens every day?" William asked with a raise of an eyebrow. He smiled at Alexander causing him to smile back. Alexander threw his arms tightly around William's neck. They kissed once more, and then William walked away. Alexander watched him go.
William never reached his destination. His ship was attacked by the Dread Pirate Roberts, who never left his captives alive. When Alexander got the news that William had been murdered he had no idea how he would survive.
Alexander went into his room and shut the door. For days, he neither slept nor ate. With no emotion at all in his voice Alexander declared, "I will never love again." A tear slid down his face.