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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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A Threat

Fennel took a seat at the head of the dining table for the evening meal. To the right of him was Anise and across from her was Lily. He could sense the princess felt a bit embarrassed for her actions earlier in the day, as she had a hard time looking him in the eye.

Oliver, seated further down the table, observed the princess with a frown on his face. He found it annoying; she had already tried to seduce the king, though he couldn't really blame her with how attractive the young man was. 

His ears twitched slightly as he smirked to himself, contemplating how he had triumphed over her for the king's virginity. It was something she could never have, to say the least.

"So, Princess Lily," Anise began, "have you thought about the wedding dress design?"

"Oh, um, not exactly," the princess replied, glancing briefly at the former queen.

"Well, we'll have to do something about it. A special event like this needs a lot of preparation."