You give the new king a blank look before turning and walking away. Your women follow you in two lines.
You are the general for the Cwaka. It is the nickname for the group of warriors. It means silence. Think of them as the twin sister to the Dora Milaje but the more deadlier and lesser known one.
"Secure the herbs Maha, Kendi, and Kerrie."
They nod before walking off.
"Dakarai, Kali, And Jovan you will go where ever the Queen and princess go. Go."
They bow before leaving.
"The rest of you, remember who our loyalty is to. Lee your ears and eyes open."
They nod, doing a salute.
"You're dismissed but stay on alert."
They salute again before disappearing as you return to your quarters. You enter and close the door, going to the bathroom. You need a shower after all this bullshit.
You strip, uniform falling to the floor and you head to the shower. You set it to rain and step in, moaning as the warm water soothes your muscles. You begin to wash your skin, the smell of vanilla hitting your nose and you let out a breathe.
"Why are you in here?"
You turn to see Erik sitting on the edge of your tub. You don't bother to cover yourself because you really don't care if he sees your skin. He licks his lips as he watches the water run down your smooth brown skin and the tattoos you have stand out.
"We haven't met."
"We don't need to."
You wash your short hair before washing your face. You step out the shower and grab your towel, wrapping yourself.
You walk to your bedroom and he follows, watching as you oil your skin and pull on satin pants and a matching satin tube top. You oil your hair before moisturising your face.
You feel a hand on your butt and you grab it. You look at him and he smirks.
"You're beautiful Kijani."
"You and the entire palace guards have something to talk about."
You move and slip your heels on. You slip your bracelet on as well as a choker and earrings.
"Where are—"
"I have business to attend to. You are not welcomed to come."
You leave, Erik wondering about you.
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You return to your quarters and blink at seeing Erik sleeping in your bed. His dreads are loose and he is snoring softly. He has one of your books next to him. You grumble about impolite house guests and put the books back in the study.
"Kijani...?"
"Go back to sleep. I don't want to talk to you."
He gives a sleepy giggle before nuzzling your pillow. You change and climb into bed, setting your alarm.
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You feel someone reach over and turn your alarm off. You then feel said person hug you close, nose in your head and arms around you.
"Why are you waking up at the ass crack of dawn?"
You chuckle before sliding out of bed.
"I have things to do."
"That can't wait till the sun is up?"
"You can go back to sleep."
He grunts as you begin your day.
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Erik makes it a habit to come to your room every evening. He eats dinner with you, reads quietly with you, and even uses the bathroom the same time as you. He's surprisingly pleasant when he's not being a tyrant.
"Kijani."
"Hmm?"
You're looking over a report from Dakarai. They're with the Jabari. T'Challa is also alive.
"Can you look this over for me?"
You hold your hand out for the bead, busy reviewing the plans the king—you mean T'Challa—has made. Erik places it in your hands and you close the report before looking after logistics. You begin making notes and marking off parts. You're only on the first page.
"Jesus Babe! What are you doing!"
"Did you not ask me to review and don't babe me."
Erik pouts.
"Sorry Love. Please don't let those be grammatical errors."
"No they're more serious things: like scenarios you didn't think of."
Erik takes the bead back and begins to go over it.
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You grin as T'Challa returns and you disappear, reappearing next to him.
"My king."
"Kijani! Good to see you!"
"And you."
You touch a bead and suddenly your women appear behind you and T'Challa. The border tribe charges and your women do the same. T'Challa runs forward, flipping over them. You strike men down with ease as you fight alongside the Dora.
You see Dakarai's arrows fly through the air and take down another ship. You grin as you snap a neck.
When the war rhinos arrive you summon the big cats who charge at the mighty beasts. T'Challa runs forward as you continue to fight.
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"BROTHER!"
"Oh bast," you curse as you run forward and jump over the edge.
Shuri watches as you follow after them. You reach the track.
"Kijani! Stay back."
"You think I'm going to stay back because you said so?"
T'Challa chuckles. Erik growls.
"You two seem close."
"I was courting her."
"What?!"
You sigh.
"Erik..."
"Nah. He's fucking You!"
You facepalm and T'Challa blinks.
"Am I..."
"Erik...how about you yield and we can talk about this."
Erik looks at you and he swallows hard. He wants to talk to you and he wants to beat the shit out of T'Challa for touching you.
You see he's getting ready to fight and you rush forward, kissing him. He blinks before holding your waist and kisses you back.
"Come on baby, please."
Erik frowns.
"You know you're stressing with the plans. And T'Challa has more experience with the council and can bend them to see things in both you and his eyes. And you're a prince baby."
T'Challa watches as you talk to Erik. Erik swallows hard.
"Promise you'll stay by my side?" He whispers, pressing his forehead to yours.
"Yes. I promise. Please..."
He nods and let's you take the necklace off. The suit disappears and he stands in just black pants. You hand the necklace to T'Challa.
"Come on."
Erik takes your hand and follows after you.
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You keep your word and stay by Erik's side. Erik learns that beneath your cool demeanour is a sweet and wise woman. Erik turns to you for everything he needs emotionally and physically.
He's currently between your legs, back to your chest as you run your fingers through his hair, an arm over his shoulder. He purrs, eyes closed, the sun warming both of you as you two sit in the garden.
"Babe?"
"Hm?"
"Why do you love me?"
"Why do I love my jaguar?"
"Yeah. Why? You could've had the king."
"I love my jaguar because he completes me even though I know he thinks he doesn't at times."
Erik looks at you with his honey brown eyes.
"Complete..?"
"I'm a cold woman when I work and sometimes I forget that I can't carry that over into my personal life. You don't mind I'm cold."
"You aren't cold babe."
"Because you warm my little black heart."
Erik grins as he kisses your hand.
"You're my silent ice warrior."
"And you're my jaguar."
He grins.
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This went way off where I wanted it to go so just know: you're probably getting cute sappy oneshots next because I'm feeling cute and sappy