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Pining Through Calamity (Bromance)

Two hundred years ago was the domain war between humans and elves. The result: a third of the human world seized by the elven power. Ruith is a gentle and sensitive elven prince, too passive to succeed his father, the king of Ophinem’s Meadow Province, now that his elder brother has passed away unexpectedly. Simon is a dutiful and heroic human soldier, willing to sacrifice anything to provide for his family in the slums. However, he is dying from a disease even the military’s advanced technology cannot cure. Time for him is running out. When the two encounter by chance in the human world, an instant and adoring friendship blooms. Too consumed with each other, their demanding responsibilities are forgotten until the antagonism their races hold against each other catches fire. Together the pair faces severe consequences for their forbidden bond that they desperately attempt to overcome in order to escape another war that could eradicate everything they love and pry them away from each other. A character-driven story about opposing worlds, forbidden bonds, royalty, politics, magic, religion, and philia love. {Warnings: contains angst, betrayal, violence, revenge, and mentions/depictions of suicide & self harm.} *Note*: In this story, elves are reinvented according to my imagination and how their design will nourish the plot. They do not follow the rules traditional to their design. [ This story centers affectionate friendships between men. ] Cover art: Ai Art Generated by Hamzataliu on Pinterest! Tik Tok: @ _hav.en_ Instagram: @_hav.en._

_Haven · Fantasy
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83 Chs

His Fatal Mission (1/2) || Ruith

"What color do you think, Ruith?"

 

Serenity wove through the blood in my heart, pulsing throughout the rest of my body as though necessary to keep me alive. I inhaled a familiar sweet and floral scent. It traveled excitedly to my lungs, nourishing me with pleasant memories. 

 

My vision was spotted, not yet focused on the bright room, but although I could not see, I knew where I was. And I also knew it was impossible. 

 

"Ruith."

 

My eyes focused on my brother Elion standing before me. He smiled. "I asked what color you'd like to paint the new flowerpots."

 

I turned my gaze to where he gestured—a table of different-sized flower seeds and clay pots. Lifting my eyes, I studied the high ceiling of the forbidden greenhouse. The iridescent glass encompassed the room with color-changing rays of the sun, feeding every grateful plant with color. It was warm. The heat teased my skin as if it were real.