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Pining Through Calamity (Bromance)

Two hundred years ago was the domain war between humans and elves. The result: a third of the human world seized by the elven power. Ruith is a gentle and sensitive elven prince, too passive to succeed his father, the king of Ophinem’s Meadow Province, now that his elder brother has passed away unexpectedly. Simon is a dutiful and heroic human soldier, willing to sacrifice anything to provide for his family in the slums. However, he is dying from a disease even the military’s advanced technology cannot cure. Time for him is running out. When the two encounter by chance in the human world, an instant and adoring friendship blooms. Too consumed with each other, their demanding responsibilities are forgotten until the antagonism their races hold against each other catches fire. Together the pair faces severe consequences for their forbidden bond that they desperately attempt to overcome in order to escape another war that could eradicate everything they love and pry them away from each other. A character-driven story about opposing worlds, forbidden bonds, royalty, politics, magic, religion, and philia love. {Warnings: contains angst, betrayal, violence, revenge, and mentions/depictions of suicide & self harm.} *Note*: In this story, elves are reinvented according to my imagination and how their design will nourish the plot. They do not follow the rules traditional to their design. [ This story centers affectionate friendships between men. ] Cover art: Ai Art Generated by Hamzataliu on Pinterest! ~ 3 new chapters a week! ~ Tik Tok: @ _hav.en_ Instagram: @_hav.en._ Twitter: @_hav_en

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Nothing But The Truth (5/5) || Ruith

A string of gasps and moans spun around me, confirmation everyone else had also been blinded by my blow.

Only that very blow had collided with something much firmer than the cheek I targeted. And I hadn't heard any screams erupt from my father's throat. My light burned out slowly, disappearing quietly like the setting sun behind the horizon. I opened an eye, then two. Vibrant pink flames shrouded my fist…and the hand that covered it. And the flames were…cold, like I had just plunged my hand into frosted water. 

My gaze followed the red sleeve belonging to the hand, and they led me higher to Queen Filomela's berry red eyes. Her narrow gaze softened at me. She had managed to absorb my concentrated magic—the very magic capable of melting away skin and metal—without harming me or herself. How? Gingerly, she lowered my hand.