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The King Loves the Court Bard (BL)

"I have a confession: I may be king, but I fell in love with you the moment we met on the hill. Everything about the moment was pure magic." "My king," Oliver whispered. "The way you feel is mutual." Oliver tenderly rested his fingers under Fennel's chin, his eyes gazing into an emerald oasis looking back at him. "I can't hold back any longer." Their foreheads touched. Fennel flushed deep scarlet, wondering if he would be blessed with his first kiss from the sweet lips belonging to the handsome bard. *********** The largest kingdom of the faraway planet of Caelus, Charoux, is inhabited by a humanoid race of felines. The race is more human than cat. While they possess increased agility and better eyesight, their physical manifestations are only those of cat ears and tails, while all other features remain human. As the sun set one warm summer evening, the current feline king drew his last breath.  The weight of the world fell on Fennel Satnuro's chest, the sole son of the king and the rightful heir to the throne. When all hope felt lost, the feline heard an enchanting melody manifest from seemingly mid-air. He followed the music to find a lone, handsome young bard perched atop the highest hill in Charoux, strumming together the most beautiful music that had ever graced the prince's ears. At eighteen years old, the soon-to-be king falls in love at first sight and sound.

ladymanah · LGBT+
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48 Chs

Emotional Night

Once Fennel returned to the king's chambers, he took his cape off and laid it across the dresser. He scrutinized his face in the mirror afterward. He still felt like he didn't look like a king, but he was slowly gaining confidence, which was evident in the way he held himself.  

The past week had been hectic for him, as he transitioned into his new role. He had learned a lot with the help of Barlow, Maxwell, Anise, and Miles, but he felt his journey had only just begun. 

Fennel scratched behind his ears and sighed. He looked around the room, hoping Oliver would fulfill his promise to sleep next to him. He missed feeling the bard's warm body next to him as he drifted off to sleep during the night. 

He opened the door and looked around. The only one he saw in the hallway was Jasper, fidgeting with the hilt of his sword.  

"Your majesty, did you need something?" 

"No," Fennel said as he shook his head. 

"Sleep well then, my king."