"I think if I gave you my heart, you would treat it tenderly."

Laurent (Captive Prince) roleplay blog. Written by Adrian

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He made a spectacle of showing his disgust, lips twisted in a grimace and face scrunched as if he just bit a lemon. “I’d sooner bend over for the bastard prince of Akielos than wed you.” Deep in his heart, he knew Laurent was just trying to get a rise out of him. Still, Nicaise was always one to satisfy. He pushed his breakfast away from him.

“I’ve lost my appetite. I hope you’re happy.” He huffed and crossed his arms. “Find an heir soon so I can stop hearing about old men gossip about it. Or at least bring it up in a meeting before they can. And I’ll tell you now, I don’t care about hierarchy. Whatever runt you get to inherit your throne, I’m not taking any orders from some little princeling.” Nicaise barely showed Laurent the respect he was due as leader of the country. He certainly wasn’t going to respect the authority of some child.

      There it was again, mentioning the prince of Akielos that was responsible for the death of his brother… Laurent was deeply displeased with Nicaise joking about that matter but he didn’t let himself burst out at the other. If anything, he was already used to his bratty behavior and even thought the repeating comment was hard to swallow, Laurent was not going to let himself to be provoked. Still, no smile or smirk was present on his lips at the moment and his slightly amused expression was replaced with a cold stare.

      “I will find an heir when the time is right, you don’t have to worry,” was all he replied, automatically continuing to eat even though he lost his appetite as well.

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Famous first lines of poetry pt. 1: bold the ones that apply to your muse. REPOST.  DON’T REBLOG.

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked.//Tyger Tyger, burning bright. // I have done it again. //Do not go gentle into that good night.(Rage, rage against that dying light) // The sea is calm to-night. // Let us go then, you and I. // April is the cruelest month, //  Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. // There is a place where the sidewalk ends. // I carry your heart with me. (I carry it in my heart) // Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. // Whose woods these are I think I know. // Let us twain walk aside from the rest; // Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary. // I taught myself to live simply and wisely. // It so happens I am sick of being a man. // I wandered lonely as a cloud. // Does it dry up, like a raisin in the sun? // O my Luve is like a red, red rose. // O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; // Out of the night that covers me. // It was many and many a year ago. // You may write me down in history. // Do not stand at my grave and weep. // Some say the world will end in fire; // Some say in ice. // Hope is the thing with feathers. // The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees. // No man is an island. // Remember me when I am gone away. // I met a traveler from an antique land. // ‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves. // This is thy hour O Soul. // We wear the mask that grins and lies. // Death be not proud. // And death shall have no dominion. // Laugh, and the world laughs with you; // The art of losing isn’t hard to master; // To see a World in a Grain of Sand. // Is there anybody there? said the Traveler. //Nobody heard him, the dead man. // That crazed girl improving her music. // Come to me in the silence of the night; // Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high. // When you are old and grey and full of sleep. // In Flanders’ fields the poppies blow. // I thought of you and how you love this beauty. // Life, believe, is not a dream. // It may be misery not to sing at all. // If starry space no limit knows // Come live with me and be my love, // Had we but world enough and time. // My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains my sense. // Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art; // Thou still unravish’d bride of quietness. // How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. // Heaven is what I cannot reach! // My dear, my dear, I know. // In visions of the dark night. // Shall I compare thee to a summers day? // Break, break, break. // She walks in beauty. // I had a dream, which was not all a dream. // He clasps the crag with crooked hands.

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“Of course. The frigid Laurent of Vere. The cast iron bitch who won’t so much as let anyone throw a lusty gaze in his direction. You do realize that at some point you will need an heir”, he pointed out. The council had already begun to whisper about the prospect of arrangements.

“If you’re not careful, you might find yourself cornered.” Even as he said it, Nicaise wondered why he was giving a warning. Laurent probably had a plan for that in place already. He always did. Regardless, he couldn’t help but tease him.

“Who knows? They might actually get you to marry one of those Akielon barbarians”, he smirked, crossing his arms.

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     “I suppose the heir does not need to be someone of my own blood. I can choose someone myself since I don’t intend to ever bed a woman.”

     Sighing, Laurent shook his head as if he didn’t care about Nicaise’s words at all even though the opposite was true. While he didn’t mind the younger saying them that much as he considered them to be rather close, the topic was unpleasant to him. Even more so when the other mentioned he might be forced to marry one of Akielon barbarians.

     However, he didn’t give Nicaise the luxury to hear his opinion about the matter which he was already surely pretty much aware of anyway and just showed him a cold glare for a few seconds before it turned into his usual expression just as fast, a small smirk growing on his lips.

     “And how about I marry you? People would stop asking then.”

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“P-partner?!” Nicaise sputtered out, surprised by the question. Laurent never outright asked him that before and for good reason. His only physical experience had been with the Regent. And he trusted hardly anyone to get close emotionally, save for Laurent himself.

Nicaise had thought about it. And he was older too. At an age where more of the court found him acceptable to pursue. Most didn’t but he could remember being propositioned once or twice. A part of him was a little interested in how a relationship with someone would be, physical or otherwise. Even so, Nicaise couldn’t allow himself to be the vulnerable with anyone.

“No”, he frowned. “There’s no one. And you better not be getting any ideas about marrying me off to someone.”

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      “Marrying you off to someone is not my intention. I was merely curious but all choices about your life are yours right now. If you ever get close to someone in that way though, I reserve the right to test them if they are worth your trust... and you, as you are.”

      Laurent said all that with a small hint of playfulness in his voice but he knew very well that Nicaise might consider them being serious. And if he does that, then well, he would be right. Someone coming and ruining Nicaise’s life again was something Laurent definitely didn’t want. 

      “It’s all right not to even consider getting a partner though. I will respect that the same way. After all, you know I don’t desire anyone either.”

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Before, he might have seen this question as a trap. But in the past couple of years, Nicaise had been treated as though he were Laurent’s own flesh and blood. A prince in all but name. He had been given lessons, a new wardrobe, a room for himself. As the Regent’s pet, he had been treated with a disdainful respect. Now, however, he still commanded some authority but the way the members of the court looked on his was different. He couldn’t pin it exactly, although he knew it. So Nicase trusted Laurent was serious and gave a serious answer.

“Everything is…fine.” He wasn’t about to give a full report, too much work. “I don’t require anything. I would worry more about myself, if I were you. The court still whispers about how you’ve yet to take a wife. Or even consider it.” He was aware that Laurent had probably heard the rumors.

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      “Yes, I am well aware of those rumors. It isn’t unusual for something like that happen, as people like gossiping way much more than it is good for their health. However, I wish they would let me pass in this. I am not interested in such a thing at all and I believe I can be a good King even without a female partner.”

      Why was Laurent so honest that day? It was true he felt quite relaxed (for his standards at least) around Nicaise but that was not all there was to it. The truth was that he himself grew already quite annoyed of hearing his people saying such things and even going as far as to try to tell him he should consider their female relatives. It was not like he could be rude to everyone now when he was already a King either. But that was not something he really wanted to talk about.

      “How about you, Nicaise? Have you met someone who you wish to make your partner in a few months? Not that you need to rush, I am just curious.” He turned back to the younger, a small, interested smile on his lips.

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What is your favorite thing about the mun?

      “That he can correctly estimate his chances in what he can and cannot do without illusions.” 

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Do you think you would get along if you met in person?

      “I don’t think there would be a need for the two same people to work together so getting along with myself would be useless.” Not to mention there were still some things Laurent didn’t like about himself.

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He cupped Laurent’s face with one hand as his other hand slid towards his crack to gently prod at the hole he found there. He kissed him softly, before slowly nibbling down his neck, and biting down on his collarbone, trying to leave a mark on the other king’s pale skin.

“You seem to loosen my tongue, Laurent, and I do tend to speak my mind, as you know.”

He groaned softly and gently pushed Laurent back until he could reach the tray of various soups, foods and other bath things, including a vial of oil they had just for occasions like these. “I’m so sorry I like worshiping your body, my king,” he replied teasingly, uncapping the vial to coat his fingers in the smooth oil. “Perhaps I should just start taking you wherever and whenever I please, would that satisfy you?”

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Laurent’s only reaction to his lover’s actions was a satisfied sigh when he finally did what he wanted him to. After all, his body didn’t normally outwardly expressed what he was feeling even though as soon as Damen touched such a private part of his body, his heart started to race.

      Wrapping his arms around Damen’s shoulders, he kissed him back as he let the other do what he wanted to him. That was what Laurent himself wanted too, after all.

       A soft shudder ran down his body at the bite and a teasing chuckle escaped his half-opened lips.

       “Are you marking me as your property... lover~?”

       When he was pushed back, a familiar thrill filled Laurent’s senses. So they were just about to do it, in the end. Very well. It had been a long time and he currently had Damen exactly where he wanted to have him and that was making him quite happy. Yet the other’s next question made him snort.

       “Do it if you dare but don’t expect my cooperation in that case.”

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Nicaise entered and took his seat. In the past few years, no longer being at the mercy of the Regent had changed him. Not by much but the difference was noticeable. He no longer lashed out and fought against Laurent at every opportunity. Little jabs, things to antagonize him just the slightest were still the norm.

And with his newfound freedom, he no longer feared the onset of adulthood as he once did. The changes puberty brought were just as subtle as his personality changes. He was a little taller. His voice began to deepen with the usual teenage cracking here and there when he got emotional. Nicaise no longer made up his face but occasionally the jewelry still found its way into his outfit.

“So? What did you call me for anyway?” Most times if they dined together it was Nicaise imposing himself on Laurent. To be invited meant something was up.

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      So Nicaise showed up and the fact actually made Laurent quite happy. The boy living his life in a safer space was definitely something he was proud of and considered his achievement. Not to mention he took him almost for his brother and was glad it seemed he was doing well. At least Laurent thought so. He wanted to be sure about it though so that was why he called Nicaise there that day. 

      “I am glad to see you too. I called you because I want to know how content you are with how everything is right now and if you have any suggestion how to make something involving your life better, go ahead and tell me. I promise to consider it.”

      After giving Nicaise a one more look, Laurent started to eat while waiting what the younger was going to tell him, quite curious about the possible content of his words.

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Caged Nightingale

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     Laurent’s question stabbed the boy like a burning arrow right through the chest. Linda could feel how his guts twisted and a cold sweat popped out on his nape, making him shudder. Calm voice, in which was Laurent talking was somehow terrifying. It was like standing face to face to a sleeping lion - one could never know, when it wakes up and burrows its teeth into his neck. Still not being completely aware for what they use slaves, Linda had a feeling, that Laurent maybe craves for someone, who could not only serve him, but also protect him if it would be necessary. And it would mean another great failure.     The slave, however tried hard to suppress his fear, fist clenching in his lap, head still in a deep bow. It took him a few long and painful moments until he could take breath long enough to speak, voice weak, wet with tears but still, there was a little bit of self-confidence in it.     “I am not a knight, my lord. I never held a sword in my hands, no one ever taught me how to use it. Even if I tried to defend her, it would be futile. I was supposed to take care of her comfort, not her safety.”     Linda collected all his courage to raise his head and look up at Laurent, though his eyes were tempted to look away.     “I know… I know I was supposed to die for her, but it would be such a pointless death, because there was no way to save her.”       Linda’s words were honest. Also rather selfish, because the blond was a coward clinging to his life too much to die in a battle he knew he can’t win.     “I apologize for not being strong and skillful at fighting, if you want me to be. But I will try my best to provide your comfort. I will be obedient in everything, I promise!”

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      Laurent realized rather soon that the question he asked was very uncomfortable for his new slave but he couldn’t find it in him to care very much. Yet despite that, he was somewhat glad that the other felt obviously bad about the death of his Princess. He didn’t seem like someone who could be dangerous to him, at least. 

      Or he could just lie well.

      Was it possible that the slave got there just accidentally and wasn’t a part of his uncle’s plans? Even if so though, he could always be used by the Regent later, persuaded to stab Laurent in his back. 

      And Laurent was not a one to persuade anyone about anything consciously so that was not a way he would fight against that.

      “If you can’t fight, it is not my intention to use you for fighting then. I guess there is a reason why you were chosen as a pleasure slave... if the ‘comfort’ you are talking about meant pleasuring the Princess sexually.”

      Tilting his head to the side, a very small, maybe a little bit amused smile appeared on his face, fleeting and almost invisible, being able to catch only by those who were giving his facial features their full attention.

      “Did it?”

      If the slave couldn’t fight though, Laurent could use him only for attending all those occasions Veretians called ‘fun’ and always contained something sexual. What a pain in the ass. But at least he had someone to take there. 

      “If you can’t fight, there are not many occasions when I can get you out of your room and take you with me but I’ll make sure you’ll get out at least once a day. I hope something like that would work for you.”

      Even if the places Linda was going to find himself were not always going to be pleasant.

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      When he heard the news about getting another slave as a gift from someone, Laurent wasn’t very happy about it. Another pleasure slave. A pet. As if different gifts didn’t even exist. If it was at least someone who could fight and knew how to fence, he could at least use him to join his army. Or work as a guard. But no, they had to send someone who was supposed to be good in a thing Laurent didn’t desire to do. 

      It was almost as if they all knew the rumors there were about him and wished to provoke him.

      Laurent realized he was probably jumping into conclusions too fast and it could have been just a well-meant gift but he could never be too careful. For all he knew, the new slave could as well be someone’s spy. 

      Without any change in his cold expression, he walked his way to a room where he was supposed to receive his gift and decide what to do with him. The door in front of him was opened without any hesitation from his side even though he was not so eager to meet the person that was meant to become close to him in the thing he found no interest in. 

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“Run away? To where? To whom? You?” Nicaise scoffed at that and picked at his breakfast. “Since you won’t tell me what you’re going to do, I guess I’ll just be in suspense the whole time.” His eyes looked over Laurent. “I can’t wait to see what it is you’ve come up with.” Taking the contract in hand, he stood up from the table and left the room.

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No matter how improbable it seemed before, Laurent somehow managed to get the Regent imprisoned in the end. How he did it was a mystery for most of people and maybe even these who were somehow involved in his plan knew just small pieces of information. What was happening during the day of the Regent’s imprisonment was also a mystery and something Nicaise would probably never find out. If Laurent wouldn’t decide to tell him the truth himself but that was highly improbable.

      No matter what preceded such an outcome though, Laurent fulfilled all his promises and Nicaise was currently living in the castle in his own room, two years after Laurent’s victory.

      That day was one of those rare times when Laurent called Nicaise to dine with him and waited for him at the table, wondering if he was going to show up.

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Damen let his fingers trail over Laurent’s back, gently rubbing any tense muscles he felt. He hummed quietly, smiling at him adoringly. “I’m just…. Happy to be alive with you. Happy to be able to show you my costoms and traditions, to share beautiful things with you.”

He laughed a bit and kissed his forehead, then his left cheek and his right. “I’m just happy to be utterly in love with you.”

He grinned and slid his hands down to rest on Laurent’s backside. “And our next activity helps a bit too, I suppose.” He chuckled and pressed his face into Laurent’s hair, pulling him flush against his body. “And I was listening, Laurent, I just wanted you to say it again.” He grinned. “Though, I have a feeling you knew that already.”

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      It was almost unbelievable how cheesy his lover could get when he was in a good mood. Laurent never really knew how to react to it and the current moment was not any different. He flushed and looked into Damen's eyes, refusing to look away even despite having nothing as sweet to say. 

      “Sometimes I wonder how such things can slip out of your mouth so easily.”

      Pressing his body against the other's, he ground against him as he gave him a shameless look, a small smirk showing on his lips.

      “What are you still waiting for then? Hurry up and make love to me. You're taking way too long and you should know I'm not that that patient when it comes to some things.”

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After a sigh, Nicaise nodded. “I can’t say I completely trust you to have my best interests at heart. But I do trust your dislike for the Regent. I accept your terms for the contract. I’ll sign it later. But now, you need to tell me what it is exactly that you are going to do that will finally take him down.” For years the Regent had been building relationships with members of the court while it appeared that Laurent had been doing the opposite

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     How strange it was for Nicaise to not believe Laurent had his best interests at heart after all that time he was trying to get him away from the Regent and preparing such a contract in the end. But still, it was good for the boy to be cautious; he just wished he was the same way in the Regent’s company as well. 

      “Unfortunately, I can’t tell you what exactly I am going to do as it has to be kept secret until the very end. You don’t have to sign the contract right away if you are not certain; just make sure to be very careful when you are with the Regent during the whole time. If you feel something is off, promise me to run away.”

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Damen smiled softly and pressed his lips to his cheek, gently drawing Laurent close to his body. And then, with a single smooth mothion, picked Laurent up and knocked them both in the bath with a loud laugh, making sure he kept Laurent above him so he didn’t accidentally trap him.

He sputtered to the surface and laughed, looking over to his fellow king, eyes lit like an excited puppy. “What were you saying?” He teased, moving to wrap his arms around him again. “Something about me making love to you?”

He reached out to run his fingers through Laurent’s soft blonde hair, fascinated by his beauty. “I do love appreciating you in every way.” He grinned and pecked his lips.

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      Laurent silently enjoyed the display of Damen’s affection, even going as far as to kiss his cheek back and hug him. The other’s unexpected motion, however, caught him off guard what just made him press himself even closer to Damen’s body. Seeing what was going to happen, he took a deep breath before he got into the water. 

      Once he was on the surface, he took another deep breath and let go of his lover, shaking his head at his foolish behavior. Yet when Damen’s arms wrapped around him again, he couldn’t help but to reciprocate the gesture.

      “Right... I was talking about you making love to me. How rude of you to not listen to me when I say something and then having to ask about it again.”

      Still, it was rather nice to see Damen being so cheerful; despite, or maybe even thanks to, his childish behavior.

      “You seem to be in an exceptionally good mood. May I know why?”

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how do they drink their coffee/tea?

      [ Very elegantly with a company, showing good manners. In a casual way when sitting on a sofa in his room when no one is around or when he is with Damen. ]

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He looked to the paper and then Laurent before taking it in his hands and looking it over. There really wasn’t anything in the contract that he could disagree with. If he was being honest, it was the deal of his dreams. But he still couldn’t say that to Laurent’s face. Instead, he looked back at him again, his expression deeply serious. “I’ll ask you once again. Do you know that you can win? Are you certain that you will beat him?”

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      Nicaise liked the contract, that much was obvious judging by the slight change on his face, making it look even softer. If he was going to accept, thought, was not certain at all. And of course, a very expected question came right after. 

      “I cannot say for certain whether I will win or not—but I certainly can and I will do everything in my powers to turn it into reality. I am not going to persuade you to trust me though; that is a decision you have to make yourself.”