A lot of things have updated. My writing skills, my understanding of, ahem, certain issues, etc. The cover is not my art, and is only temporary.
This story handles themes of rape, and the recovery of the victim, even when faced with bearing his attacker's child. It is extremely intense, and if you are easily disturbed, it's advised that you do not read this fic.
If you're returning from the first one, be prepared for a lot of tonal differences, but essentially the same story. Thank you for the love, support, and attention.
The King has yet to choose a suitor. Having recently declared himself a Sovereign ruler despite the fact that he is secretly under influence of the Knight, he needs to produce an heir. So, the honor and burden fall on an old friend of his. Rouxls Kaard. The King gives him an ultimatum. "Carry my heir."
"Or else."
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.