Mercenary!Zoro x Bard!Reader [Medieval!AU]
The sweet melody of the harp played in the wind; a gentle sound that was accompanied by an equally honeyed voice. Your fingers danced over the harp, plucking each note with graceful accuracy. The mule-drawn cart creaked with every clop of the mule’s hooves. With your legs hanging off the back of the cart, you played a happy tune as you watched the town slowly begin to disappear behind the hill.
There was a fresh scent in the air – a welcome change from the stench of the trading town. As you transitioned into a lighter tune with a glissando, you leaned back onto your travelling companion, ignoring his grumbling and made yourself comfortable against his side.
It had been a while since you’ve had a chance to relax like this. Though you were cramped into a tiny wooden cart with a not-so-tiny swordsman; it was nice to be able to let your fingers run freely over the strings, without a care in the world as you wa