Different Lives ||•{Klance Royalty AU}•||

Prologue.

The Prince's P.O.V

The war between the Galran and the Altean has been going on as long as I could remember. I was raised behind closed doors, taught by my sister and Advisor. They're the only people I consider to be family.

My mother is gone. My father still here but distant. He only sees me as a waste of air. He cherishes and praises my sister but wishes death upon me. Without Mother around my life is seeming to be in a downward spiral. Eventually, I'll die here or be married off to a control freak. I'm not looking forward to either.

Although I live in fear and depression I keep my head held high. I mustn't damage my family's-- well father's name. It's in my best interest to not be defiant of his wishes. But in the end, I know I'm just another one of his pawns in his childish games.

Somedays I wish I could be saved. Others I hope no one will come for me. If I left or even attempted leave without my father's permission he'd have my head on a stick.

My only safe way out is marriage...

"Your highness, the king has requested your attendance to the great hall for a very important announcement."

I openly expressed my discomfort with a loud sigh. I resent my father but will not fight him on anything in fear of my own life being taken.

Or so I thought.

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The Rebels P.O.V

"I'm not one to talk about myself. There's nothing special about me."

I only receive more blank or curious stares from the new recruits. I don't understand why Shiro thought I'd be good at this.

"There has to be something about you... How did you even become a rebel?"

"Yeah, my family flipped when I said I was leaving."

I shake my head, exhausted from questions. I hate my past but it's not like I can avoid it. Looking around at their fire lit curious eyes I sigh, "You all have early morning training. Now off to the sleeping quarters."

They groan and protest but lose the argument. Rebellion life isn't as easy as plays show it to be. If only the recruits would understand that.