𝗔𝗿𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗲

Dynasty

Some days it's hard to see if I was a fool or him a thief

Made it through the maze to find my one in a million and now he is just a page to torn from the story I'm building

And all I gave him is gone. Tumbled like it was stone. Thought we built a dynasty that heaven couldn't shake. Thought we built a dynasty like nothing ever made. Thought we built a dynasty forever couldn't break up

But it all fell down

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four years later

I headed straight for the castle. Ready for them to make me their queen

All the eyes got locked on me as I walked inside the big castle. Every eye on their dead princess that came back to live. Small talk all around. Every stare on my mahogany dress, on my way of walking, on my hair and the small tiara on top of it

"Y/n?" the man sitting on the throne asked shocked. Everyone around him turned towards the big gate at the other side of the room. "What type of joke is this?" he asked the flunkey standing shocked at his left size

"Can't you recognize your own daughter?" I called back for his attention. "I saw you did nothing with the problems out there" I stated what I saw on my way here, "but you keep living washed in luxury"

"We gave you as dead" my younger brother spoke, scanning me from head to toe

"As you can see, I'm not dead. And I came back for what's mine" the crown on top of the king head bawl for my attention

"What are you talking about?" Robert asked and waited for my eyes to be on him but they can't leave the gold crown that belongs to me

"Aren't you to old to be reigning?" my pupils lowered to the old king eyes

"Don't talk to me like that!" he got up from his throne, "you better keep your mouth shut"

The room went silent

"You must be tired" Robert spoke once again, "Margaret will guide you to your chamber" before leaving I looked up to the crown once more and then to the servant who just talked to me and faked him a smile before turning to trek to another room in the big castle

As I walked around I heard everyone talking about me. Why wouldn't them? after all I was born to be the center of attention

But I'm sick of all this people talking. I'm sick of all this noise. Tired of all those comments flashing and sick of being poised. Now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it. Already choking on my pride, so there's no use crying about it

They've got the kingdom locked up and there's an old man sitting on the throne that is saying that I probably shouldn't be so mean. That's saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut

Tom Holland

"There are spies over here" I signaled a place in the map on the table, "and over here" I pointed to a different one

"Good job, Holland" the commander compliment me. "Everyone listened, now go and get your weapons ladies" he announced to everyone, insulting us as always

"How you do it?" Marcus asked as we got out the tent, "what do you do not to loose your mind?"

"After four years you get used" I've been on war for four years straight, I'm of the few survivors. "And I have nothing to loose"

Months after I arrived and king Leopold passed away, Y/n disappeared and then she was gave as dead. I regret ending things like I did. I regret everything I did