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From the beginning they had been inseparable, only but a title and a class to dare divide them. One, always a hair shorter and a step behind, was given a sword and shield at a young age when his parents disappeared and left him for the wolves. The other, with a crown atop his curls and a trained smile always featured in his expression, was schooled in language and politics since he first understood what the alphabet was. They met by chance, they were fated by the stars. They grew from wobbling toddlers to children with scraped knees. The knights and the nobles disapproved, but nobody could dare come between the young page and the prince.
When they both reached their teenage years, with awkward limbs and fluctuating voices, the house agreed that the two must split. They noticed what would be a very dangerous relationship, and they couldn't dare have their young prince so devoted to someone of a lower class. And so they took the page abroad, to train and to learn at another castle so the prince could focus solely on his studies to inherit the throne and the kingdom that accompanies it.
For ten long years, they tried to write. They tried to send trinkets and baubles and words of affection that could never quite be conveyed right on paper alone. Eventually, the letters stopped coming. Eventually, they both gave up.
Until it nears the time for the King to step away from his throne. He's old, graying in the beard and around his temples from where the heavy crown rests. Everyone knows the prince, nearly twenty-five, is ready. The prince himself, nearly twenty-five, is not ready. When the first coronation attempt is interrupted by an arrow and a goblet of poison, the prince and the king barely escape with their lives. They lock the castle up, sending away the staff and rehiring their entire guard. For the first time in years, the prince picks up his quill and writes to his friend.
The knight, the page who used to trail the young prince around the forest for hours on end, receives the letter with shaking hands and a mission. Who is he to refuse his best friend? The one who he's spent years thinking about, yearning for just one more day to chase each other in the fields, to throw rocks at each other in the spring, to trade hideous expressions behind their guardians' backs. He sets off immediately, arriving on the achingly familiar soil the next morning.
With one look at each other, it's like nothing has changed. Well, except that the knight has finally grown into his armor and the sword that rests at his side is no longer burdensome to his muscled arms. Well, except that the prince has evolved into an heir with glistening jewels and a vicious wit behind his sparkling eyes. From there, everyone is doomed.
OKAY HI SO YES I WANT HHRNRNRNGN all of the tropes in here. best friends to lovers, bodyguard against assassination attempts, hurt/comfort, one bed, forced proximity, flirting, sharing meals, sword lessons hrhrnnrng if this sounds like your jam, lemme know.
there might be,,, some more mature elements to this at some point, and if we get there, we will take that to the dms. so BECAUSE OF THAT i ask that this rp partner is preferably 18+ pls,, other than that, I have just a few rules: at least 2-3 paragraphs per response, please be literate and have decent grammar, try to be uhh somewhat active but I won't fault you for disappearing off the face of the earth bc i do that a lot lol
I just want a prince and a knight reunited after years apart and both of their first thoughts are OH NO HE'S HOT. i also want some uhh spice, some murder plot shenanigans, and all of the super tropey tropes that we all love so very much.I don't care if I play the prince or the knight!!! i'll leave that up to whoever wants to join (and fair warning: i will deny you if I don't groove with your writing style…)
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