Prologue
A cry of a baby was celebrated by cheers and the relieved sigh of a worried husband; the tired smile of a mother, her forehead laden with sweat.
Hundreds of miles away, the cry of a baby boy was only celebrated by the smile of his older sibling and mother; his father long gone, having died long before he was born.
Both children were boys, and both boys grew very differently. One grew with happiness and riches galore, small fangs revealed by happy smiles.
The other, grew with hard work, laid upon him even at such a young age.
When both boys turned ten, everything changed.
One boy began his early training of learning how to be a Prince, and later King.
The other was chained and forced to watch as his mother was killed and his brother was taken away while he was sent to become a slave of the Royals.
Eight years passed. One boy grew into a handsome Prince; the other grew into a tired, fearful slave.
This is where our story starts.
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A King With No Crown (Discontinued)
FanfictionPrince Harold Edward Styles of Cheshire, England. A man who makes all the ladies faint, all the gentlemen jealous (and a few faint too) and makes all those under him quiver with fear. They would if he wasn't so kind. Thing is, Harry's not the...
