To Sacrifice a Fairytale
by DUke Aster Williams
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for this plot
Warning: Explicit language and sexual situations. Includes sexism (maybe, if anything its minor), incest, hetero/homo/bi/pan/asexual situations. Alternate Universe.
Prologue
The weather outside was bright and sunny; the people of the small kingdom danced and cheered as they played in the open fields. Children laughed and cheered as they chased each other around out of sheer joy. Men dressed up in their finest vests and women blushed behind laced fans; boys were scolded for playing in the mud while girls were weaving crowns out of flowers. The smell of fresh grass and newly made bread incased the kingdom as music echoed every alleyway. People were laughing and cheering for that particular day was a day for celebration. The two young princes were turning eighteen, when the new king was going to be crowned and the greatest honor was going to be bestowed on the other. Hours passed before the royal family made their appearance. An old man of forty-two gave a large smile as he stepped down from his horse and his two grandsons followed suit. The king made his way up onto the wooden platform and stood in the center with the princes at either side of him. The crowd cheered and clapped as the king began his speech that was passed down from generation to generation.
Feliciano Vargas bit his lip as he kept his eyes on the wooden platform below his leather shoes. That day was a day that should not be celebrated; it was a day that everyone in the kingdom should be ashamed. His honey brown eyes glistened as he strained to keep the tears from sliding down his face, anger and sadness engulfed his whole body as his grandfather continued with the speech. It was sickening to think that the small kingdom that he grew up in was so cruel and evil, how could they just let this event happen again and again. The sound of applause caught the young prince off guard, Feliciano held his head up as he forced his eyes to dry. Taking a step forward, Feliciano peered into the aspiring eyes of all the people of the kingdom. With a shaky breath, Feliciano summoned up all his courage to keep his composure light and happy.
Lovino Vargas held his head up high as his brother spoke with his smooth and charismatic tone. Lovino smiled to himself, this would be the day that he would make everything right. Lovino had finally accepted what was to come in the near future; he had accepted his fate. After years of rebelling and spending his last moments running away, the young prince understood now. Lovino was no hero and he knows it, but he is no villain either. He was simply a prince who didn't understand the importance of his role and was trying to be something he wasn't. The dark brunette looked down into the crowd; a single man with a dark cloak caught his eyes. The prince's eyes softened as he soon looked away from the hidden figure and took a step forward to start his speech:
"My name is Prince Lovino Vargas, brother of Prince Feliciano Vargas and grandson of King Romulus Vargas. Eighteen years ago, my destiny was chosen as I were to follow in my late uncle's footsteps and my ancestors before me. For the past eighteen years I ran away from my fate and never accepted my role, but here I am now standing before you, and I finally understand why my ancestors stood here in my place years and years ago. With this crown and scepter I accept my fate as the King…" there was a long pause as Lovino's lips curled up into small smile.
He will finally become the king everyone wanted him to be…
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*DRIP*
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