Prince Leoric Menethil was never meant to wear the crown. He would be the first to say it. His fate was to live under the shadow of his older brother, Arthas Menethil, and eventually break his desk with the mountain of paperwork. The most he risked was a paper cut.
However, as the world turned dark and cold, Leoric had to risk much more. He would do his best to save the people of Lordaeron. His way, while the golden prince might be crushed under his responsibility and his fiery righteousness.
Will he succeed and secure a new future for the people who need it most?
Perhaps he will just end up being the prince who ran?
This fanfic is set during the events of the Warcraft III: Reign of Chaos story. It will follow the main plotline with divergences and new additions. There's going to be a romantic subplot for our character, and it might not be who you think ;)
Fun fact! There will be several original characters who will represent characters I had in World of Warcraft. I always loved to add extra backstory for RP reasons, and what better way to commemorate them than to give them a space to live?
Expect possible gore, brutality, foul language, tragedy, sensitive topics, and occasional smut. This goes for the whole story.
If this goes well, I do not rule out a possible sequel.
The cover was made by me in Canva.
Please remember that English is not my first language.
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