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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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Following The Pull (2/2) || Ember

I looked between Reyin's eyes, agitated by how his gaze seemed to have the power to strip me into a shell of vulnerability I wasn't prepared to show him. So, I stepped to the side to put some space between us and ignored his question.

 

I cleared my throat, which had begun to close from discomfort. "I came to warn you about your brother. Seth. He's dangerous, Reyin." He frowned, and I continued before he could protest with some oblivious nonsense that would only irritate me. "He's envious of you. Everywhere you go, eyes and statements follow. You're in every conversation and debate that spreads throughout this nosy kingdom. Bad publicity is still publicity, and your brother has none of that."

 

After a while, Reyin softly asked, "Is that all?" and I began to think he wouldn't believe my assessments.