It’s so hard to find historical Destiel fics which I enjoy reading. Like where Dean or Cas is a warrior, or of a royal family, with lots of action and battles and no wonder I am reading my own story Under The Falling Skies.
If you like historical destiel and have not read it, go on, give it a try and tell me what you think of it!
Wanna know more about it? Here’s the summary.
“So, Dean.” The king clears his throat, looking at the barbarian who’s eating a chicken’s leg and scratching his belly with a contented face. “To end this conflict, I am offering you one of my daughters in marriage, so we can become allies and good friends. Choose whichever you want.” The king gestures to his three daughters, all maidens of rare beauty.
Dean belches loudly and pats his belly, causing loud laughter among his warriors. He takes a good look at the princesses, shifting his gaze from one to the other.
“I appreciate your offer, King Uldred, and I will accept it. Though I don’t want any of your daughters,” he says with a broad grin.
The king frowns. “I don’t understand.”
“I want him.” Dean points at the young prince with his gnawed chicken’s leg. “I’ll have Castiel.”