Thus Always to Tyrants

"A King's time as a ruler rises and falls like the sun. One day, George, the sun will set on my time here and will rise with you, as the new King."

Medieval Knight Dream and King George AU!

At the tender age of seven Dream knew that he was to become a knight. By the summer of his seventh birthday he'd been seated at the kitchen table with his parents, a letter in their hands signed and sealed with wax and the weight of some lord. Within the week he'd packed his bags, waving at his siblings as he learned for the first time how to strap a horse for riding.

At the age of twenty-one he'd wiped the blood of one passed off his blade for the first time. His blade clean and hands dirtied. Soiled like the earth from which he'd been borne. Now, a beautiful sculpture, perfectly smoothed pottery like the cusp of his mask.