Lèse Majesté

Lèse Majesté

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Royal!BTS The land of Aerith is made up of nine kingdoms, each boasting their own jewels. But what makes Aerith so special is the people with all the gifts-those gifts being of a supposed supernatural origin. And when the twenty-fifth Selection rolls around, the royalty of Aerith find themselves at a loss for words. Something has gone horribly wrong, and lives will be lost. Betrayal, cunning, and death awaits the princes. And if they can't even trust themselves, who will save them? Prince!Jin as the prince of Vaeris Prince!Yoongi as the prince of Somnaia Prince!Hoseok as the prince of Nivis Prince!Namjoon as the prince of Niemis Prince!Jimin as the prince of Accaendae Prince!Taehyung as the prince of Sideris Prince!Jungkook as the prince of Aestrus
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𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐬? A decaying kingdom, crumbling castles, and deserted streets. A kingdom once grand, now bathed in blood-red light. Tattered banners hang limply in the wind. 𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐬? A maid. Her face, determined yet desperate, walks the halls of a cold, imposing palace. Her hands tremble as she straightens her apron. A heavy silence surrounds her. A dark-haired prince, his face hidden in shadow. His cold eyes pierce through the darkness, his lips curl into a twisted smile. "The battleground is my kingdom. The King can keep his fucking throne." _ Vincent His bloodstained hands gripping the hilt of a sword. He pulls it free, ready for war. Thunder crashes in the distance. A prince, born to be king... but not the one destined for the throne. The Crown Prince, cold and regal, his eyes filled with ambition. He stands in front of a throne that seems too heavy for him to bear. Violence in the streets, the clash of swords, fire consuming entire villages. Suddenly, the music shifts, softening as we see the maid again-her eyes meeting Vincent's from across the ballroom. "Dance to every note I strike. Let it haunt your bones..." Prince Vincent: "Until you're mad... and bleeding." A tale of blood... of revenge... and betrayal. Where love and anger are painted with the same color of red. Who will sit on the throne when the blood runs dry?

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