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no matter who you are: there is something to hide. a lie, a secret, a scar.
The heir to the throne, purple-yam cookie: said to be a broken prophet, and generally: bad luck. with his temper, you'd expect nothing more.
the prince with three strikes, yet another label.
and despite being the last of his bloodline-- royalty nonetheless, he has no power: overspoken and outdone by his mother.
alas: his mother hid something until the last minute. an alliance with one of-- if not, the most powerful kingdom there is: the dark cacao dynasty. of course, she wasn't going. she's the queen and has to rule a declining kingdom.
its up to the failure, the one who insists he doesn't go. purple yam wants to stay.
until he meets his escort, milk cookie: the man in the snow.
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authors notes:
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hello! i welcome anyone who's willing to read this rewrite. it's an important fanfiction to me-- but that is beside the point.
to any picky readers who noticed i haven't capitalized anything... yet: the fic will have the utmost proper grammar that i can manage (eng is not my first language, but its easier to describe things in)
now, there will be a video paired at the top of every chapter: playing some sort of classical/instrumental that i deem fitting for the chapter's theme (like a lighthearted chapter is 'la plus que lente - claude debussy'
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lovely reading, everyone <3
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