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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

King's Bedchamber

Fennel looked at the window. Although he could normally climb in through it with ease, he found it impossible that morning. The severe lack of sleep was beginning to catch up with his mind and body.

Oliver glanced at the feline. "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm too tired to go in this way," Fennel admitted. "Let's just go through the front."

"Aren't you worried about the guards seeing you alone?" The bard inquired.

"Not so much now," Fennel smiled. "I thought about it a little. I'm the king. Which means, my word is law. Why should I hide what I'm doing?"

Oliver nodded. It made sense. A king shouldn't have to hide his actions. 

The bard followed the king around to the palace entrance. Once they were close, one of the guards did a double take as he watched them approach. "Your majesty?" The confusion was evident in the man's expression.

"Good morning," Fennel said to the man, his tone polite and confident.