Hi! This story is a fanfiction, originally from the book called "The Ickabog" made by J.K Rowling. Of course, you may have heard some problematic actions resulting in transphobia from the previous author. Which is basically why I'm here!
This story is a tiny protest against the transphobic events J.K Rowling has done, but is also a boost to this book's fandom, since I do really enjoy it a lot. Here are the characters that are mentioned in the story. (None of them are self-inserts or original characters. This is made entirely from characters in "The Ickabog". Note that these might have a hint of headcanons.)
(Lord) Spittleworth: An antagonistic and villianous man who caused debt to his country.
Cankerby: A nosy footman who works along side Spittleworth, gaining money during such cruel times.
King Fred: A nonchalant and unintelligent king who is unaware of the debt to his country.
(Lord) Flapoon: A gluttonous man with a short temper. He's stepbrothers with Spittleworth.
(Lady) Eslanda: A beautiful black woman who believes in equality.
(Major) Roach: A ruthless strong man, with a rough personality for a guard.
Gordon Goodfellow: A great man with great intentions, although being a cheesemaker and an orphan.
Hetty: A maid who actually has a personality.
Let's get into the story, shall we?
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Fantasy"I like you. A lot." he said as he looked away. He leaned in so their faces gazed upon eachother. "You're being shy.." Cankerby is a nosy footman who loves being traded in gold. His sober afterwork is visible by personality. Soon, his drunken demean...
