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[BL] The Fake Prince of Besirique: Rise of the Regent

He came to this world wondering why him? He was a fake, a fraud. He thought that he was prepared for the inevitable, for the moment he would have to return the name that was never his.. He thought he was ready, but he wasn't. If not the Prince of Besirique, who was he? ~~~ WHAT IS A MAN TO DO WHEN HE BECOMES THE SON OF A KING? In his past life, he was a boy with nothing to his name. In this life, the First Prince of Besirique, the Son of Sirvas. Finding himself in the midst of a palace scheme on his first day of being reborn, Ulfstead is unsure of what he should do. With arms and legs swaddled, his only prospects are to cry, sleep, and ponder the meaning of life. Read on to find out how this fake Prince grows up protects his Kingdom! This story is most definitely a world-building novel! It's just... Why is his cousin brother so sticky, his fake eunuch so touchy, or the slave boy he picked up so... hungry? These men will fight for their King (in more ways than one.) Future King/First Prince: QAQ? **** Chapters marked with an asterisk * mean they contain sexually explicit language. I will do my best to provide a chapter summary if it is necessary to the plot. If it does not, then disregard these chapters if you prefer reading just for the story. This story was originally titled 'The Rise of the Regent'. Thank you for your support!

Goosey_Goo · LGBT+
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40 Chs

The Black Hand

After the Old Eunuch sent off His Majesty and second prince, his gaze turned toward the line of trees where a lone shadow stood. In the twilight, Crow had followed them, awaiting for the second he could appear.

In several lazed steps, the boy came forward.

"What did you see?"

Crow didn't hesitate in relaying the message. That woman wasn't simple. "After she disappeared, I looked for those man servants...."

The coolness in his voice then broke, revealing a sheepishness that showed his age. "It was difficult distinguishing them."

The Old Eunuch had to sigh... The disciple he chose was good. Out of all the candidates he had raised throughout these years, Crow was the most self-sufficient and honest. It was reported several times that when the boy was about to suffer hardships, he was able to right the wrongs he was given without exposing his tail. His ability to adapt was also commendable.