Author Notes: Happy New Year! Hello, Sweets. We have less than four chapters of the story left. I want to thank all of you who have supported 'My Precious Consort.' This story is my first fanfic, so there is plenty of trials and errors. I hope that all of you can forgive my mistakes. Lastly, I hope you guys have a great experience. Thank you so much for your support!
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Gondor Palace Royal Guest Quarter-Philip Suite/Private Office
"Nice place," Raymond, Philip's little brother, comments.
"Thank you,"
"The King treats you well,"
"Yes, he does,"
Philip escorts his father and brother to his suite so they can talk privately without their mother and wives.
"You're quite lucky then. Not everyone who hurt the King's family gets away so easily,"
"Raymond!" Their father, Senior Duke Harvey Gordon, scolds his youngest son. "Please. We can do this later. Now is not the time,"
Philip stares at his little brother. "Raymond, I didn't ask you to come to Gondor so we can continue this worthless conflict."
"Conflict?" Raymond ridicules. "Is that how you're going to word it? Your wife pushing my wife around and abusing her as a slave is not called conflict. It's called assault."
"Raymond-"
"No, Philip. It pains me that you still won't admit that you're wrong. Knowing that my brother doesn't care about my feelings hurts me. I told you about Taylor, didn't I? I told you that she was anything but a good person, and you dismissed me like I was a fool. You let her hurt Diana. My nephew never got to see this world because of you. It took your child's death to realize that you've been living with a devil. Finally, you decided to contact me because you need help taking down Lenord. Who do you take me for, Philip?"
"Look, Raymond." Philip got in front of his brother. "I'm sorry, alright? I'm sorry. I can't help it. But you must understand that Taylor used to be my wife. You stood by your wife, and so did I. If something similar happened to Aitana, you would stand by her side. My intuition might've been wrong, but you can't say that I did the wrong thing. I'm trying my best to fix everything,"
"Aitana would never do such things. I can say that without any doubt because I know my wife. You can't say the same for Taylor because you married someone you barely knew," Raymond pushes.
"It wasn't my choice! The marriage contract existed between the two families for years. You wouldn't marry her, so I had to," Philip pushes back.
"No, you do not! You just destroyed Clementine's Capital System for Zeus's sake. You could've easily denied that marriage bond, and Lenord couldn't have done a thing about us. Be honest, Philip, you married Taylor, hoping you can get some benefit. She is the only Princess of Clementine. The dowery must be enticing. Was it the same thing with Diana? Is that why you married her? Because she is the Dutchess of Welgburgs and King Harry's closest relative?"
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My Precious Consort (One Direction AU Fanfiction) (Editing Complete)
FanfictionThis story is an alternate universe that takes place in the Country of Gondor (a made-up country/not related to Lord of the Rings), and it is ruled by the Styles Monarch Family. Prince Harry Styles has come of age to inherit the throne. But with cha...