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The Prince's Villainous Flower [BL]

Prince Reyin is the adopted son of the royal Avalon family, reviled by royalty and upper-class families for his impoverished roots in the barren outskirts of the kingdom. Acknowledged as a worthless royal and loathed openly by his beloved family, he lives an isolated life, tending to flowers and the sick. Despite his circumstances, Reyin’s heart remains soft for those who despise him, and he spends his energy taking advantage of the bountiful resources accommodating a Prince to pursue his calling of medicine. However, any potential for dreams evaporates when a rogue organization burns the Avalon castle to embers. Reyin survives due to being rescued by a mysterious member of the organization—a skilled swordsman named Hael—who claims to be the one who murdered the Prince’s family and hesitates not to pluck people at random to slaughter them. Strangely, Reyin feels blossoms of familiarity whenever he sets eyes upon his captor. As forced proximity has the good-natured Prince relying on the villain, he realizes much too late that perhaps Hael isn’t as villainous as he seems but merely misunderstood. And to save Hael from his damning plunge into evil, fate will require a great sacrifice from them both. *A character-driven story about soulmates, fated phileo love, sacrifice, family, politics, and royalty. This story takes place in the 17th century, in the fictitious kingdom of Avalon, and is written in modern-day English.* { Potential Trigger Warnings: Suicidal Ideation, Self Harm, Trauma from Sexual Assault (panic attacks), PTSD, Separation Anxiety, Obsessive Love Disorders, Substance Abuse, Body Dysmorphia, & Eating Disorders. } [ This story centers affectionate friendships between men. Use of BL tag for bromance. ] Tik Tok: @_hav.en_ Instagram: @_hav.en._

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To Hell With Me (2/2) || Hael

So, to the water we went. To a lake of shimmers and calm. The surface caught the moon's light and used it to paint silver stars across its surface. It was inviting, especially on a warm night like this one, but I had not expected to get in. Reyin was already undressing beside it.

His crown first. Then his jacket and tunic hit the soft grass. His pants were next, but my eyes caught on the scarred slash across his chest. The raised and discolored flesh. Grey in the ocean of ivories and reds his skin was.

"Reyin. Come here."

He glanced at me and stepped out of his pants. Then he came. "You should undress, too. We could swim for a while."

I ignored him and instead inspected his wound up close. He realized then and tried to cover himself, but I had already caught his hands.

"You did not have this before," I murmured, my voice startingly even. I did not want my anger to frighten him. "How did this happen?"

Who hurt you?