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Hallowed Be

Two years after Prince Heiko witnessed the death of his father during the 91st Battle of Tyton, and subsequently, the defeat of his kingdom, he was sent to the gates of the victor, armed with nothing but empty words and a command from his elder brother to form a treaty of peace. Two years after General Celestino Adesso released the arrow that felled the great king of Simo, he is presented with the youngest of his sons. Though barely a man at seventeen summers, the prince was far from wet behind the ears. In fact, his tactful yet brazen form of statecraft vaulted him far beyond his years. Coupled with his draconian mannerisms, and a knack for callous pleasure, it was only a matter of time before Celestino caught a whiff of something sinister. But Prince Heiko was no fool. He was betting heavily on that sharp nose. He wanted a sense of dubiety to gnaw at the general. He needed to create mistrust in his elder brother in order to build credence in himself. Because he knew of Celestino Adesso, and of the illustrious king he served. He knew they wouldn't trust him over his elder brother any more than they would trust a raincloud to bring sun. He knew that to those men, he wasn't honorable, and because of that, he was forced to play the games he was known for. The ones that conspired in the dead of night, the ones that spoke no words but shifted kingdoms. The ones that could obtain the allegiance of General Celestino. Little did the young prince know, however, allegiance was not all he would obtain. But no matter how much Heiko wanted to offer the man what he desired, he could not - not while bound to the gods. Check out my Discord:

K Higgins · LGBT+
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153 Chs

Devising the Board - Part 7

“So, we are going to make it to the Temple of Muses?”

Cele looked over to Rudolf.

"You ask like you were prepared to break your word," Cele said, taken entirely by surprise. Rudolf didn't seem like the type to take such a thing so lightly. "And, moreover, General Alfred's."

"Oh hush, I don't speak for Alfred." Rudolf scoffed. "Ingo knows that right well."

"If that's the case," Cele considered with a flippant shrug. "Then what was it that you said that put such a fire under him?"

He watched the man reciprocate his stony-faced expression for long enough that Cele felt the need to bolster his goad.

“What could you possibly hold over the king of Simo's head, Rudolf?”

In his periphery, the general could see Heiko lift his head, turning his attention to his captain. Did not even the prince know, he wondered.

"Your drawn silence is rather incriminating."