lord of roses.

The pull on my flesh is just too strong It stifles the choice and the air in my lungs Better not to breathe than to breathe a lie When I open my body and breathe alive I will not speak of your sin There was no way out for him The mirror shows not Your values are all shot But oh, my heart was flawed I knew my weakness So hold my hand Consign me not to darkness Crawl on my belly til the sun goes down I'll never wear your broken crown I took the rope and I fucked it all the way In this twilight, how dare you speak of grace

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EXTON REMES 🌹 PRINCE OF VALTOLIA

Exton nodded his head. “My trainer said I might be ready by my twenty-first birthday, but first we need to make sure Basil gets big enough to actually carry my weight and stand a chance in an arena,” he explained. Basil was small, even for a Valtolian dragon. He worried he wouldn’t be able to gain the mass, but regardless, Exton felt it was either with Basil or not at all at this point. “About the size of a horse.”

lancel wondered how barristan approved of such a thing, though he suspected alexander was the one who liked this idea more. dragons were dangerous and although he didn’t personally hate the beasts or feel trained ones were a threat, he wouldn’t let his sons be riders if they asked in their youth. “ah, i see” he said as they stopped at the door and was let in to see a fairly small dragon in the middle of the chamber. this wasn’t the first time he saw a dragon that was small in size - prince dante had a dragon that was the size of a cat and had been more his companion. “how has your training with basil been?” 

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HENRI PRYOR 🌹 PRINCE OF BERGIA

One’s trash really could be another man’s treasure. Henri was unsure how his parents felt about him collecting so many useless trinkets, but he enjoyed keeping souvenirs from far away lands. Nevertheless, the shiny gold compass was a welcome addition to his collection. On other important matters, he felt bad for bumping the handsome stranger. Luckily, the man standing before him seemed unphased by the small collision. How could he take offense with his herculean frame? 

Herni smiled and nodded his head. “Indeed! I came to visit here after one of my journeys. May I ask if you’re from there as well?” He inquired politely, helping the other man steady himself. 

the young man had to be one of the princes from house pryor, he would guess prince henri. he had visited house pryor numerous times and had been there when all five boys were born considering the ties his house had with house pryor and bartholomew. “it’s an honor, your grace” he did a small nod to the prince before he raised his head once more. “yes, i am lord lancel rosier, the lord of roses. our houses have shared a history together... i know both of your fathers very well” he said, bartholomew and barristan grew up being the best of friends.

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J'ARGO IBARRA 🌹 MAGE OF VALTOLIA

J’argo sighed as the guards came forward to strip him of any potential weapons. He felt one of them reach for the leather pouch resting against his hip and his breath hitched. As it was pulled from his waist and shook by the guard, he groaned at the loud clattering and clanging sounds that echoed from inside the bag. “Oh come on now don’t sha—-” He was cut off by the guard tossing the bag aside, the pouch thudding loudly against the ground. “—-Fantastic, I’m going to have to completely re-organize that later.” His bag of holding probably looked like it had been hit by a tornado on the inside. 

Trying to shake the annoyance from his thoughts, J’argo turned back to the lord before him, “Yes, a deal,” he shifted his weight slightly from foot to foot, “I’m not sure how well versed you are in magic, but casting a spell to get me from here back to my home would require large amounts of energy. Energy that I do not have to spare at the moment. I’m proposing that you let me stay the night here, gather my strength and leave in the morning, and in turn I shall owe you a favor. Anything you may want be it magical or otherwise. I can assure you that I’m quite adept at potion-making and have a number of spells under my belt that could assist you if you’d like. But if gold is more your style than that could be arranged as well.” He gave a slight tilt of his head, hoping he could get the other to bite, “What do you say?”

lancel watched his guards check the mage of any possible weapon, they aggressively checked his belongings and a bag was tossed to the side when it showed no dangers that might poison lancel or harm in some other way. once checked, his men backed off and returned to standing behind the lord of roses who took a moment to listen to the man before him. “i certainly am a man of honor” he said, j’argo proved to be no threat so far and had no weapons that could possibly kill the lord. “i have no need for gold” the rosiers were well off with their ruby mines and the wealth he collected from his plays. “i’ll allow you to stay here for the evening in return for a favor in the future” he said as he ushered the other to follow him, his knights keeping their distance behind them. “follow me and i’ll show you the guest chambers”

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LOCHLAN REMES 🌹 CROWN PRINCE OF VALTOLIA

“Lancel?”  Lochlan asked as he opened the door to the stately carriage with the broken wheel.  “What are you… oh…, that was unexpected…”  

Giving a low sharp whistle, the Crown Prince commanded his honor guard to spread out, while he himself drew his sword and covered the door of the carriage.  “Would you care to tell me how it is that you find yourself on a bandit strewn highway with nary a valet let alone a single armed swordsman to protect you?”

A few moments later, an answering bird call answered his whistle, followed by another.  Within minutes, his men were returning nearly soundlessly.  While many believed the Crown Prince to be nothing more than a well-hung playboy, Lochlan had trained with these men since boyhood in being some of the stealthiest and deadliest rangers in all of Metia.  Leaning out, he has a quiet consult, before he steps in and closes the door to the carriage.  “Do you want the good news or the bad news, sir?”

instead of a burglar, lancel heard his nephews voice outside of the carriage.. muscles relaxing, lancel released the breath he had been holding and sighed. being blind, it forced lancel to rely on his other senses to grasp what his surroundings were like. “what are you doing all the way out here, lochlan?” this was no place for a crown prince.. it was dangerous for him to be out here when he should be in the capital city with his fathers and brothers. “give me the bad news first” he sighed, "i was traveling valtolia to the next stop in my tour when our carriage broke and my men went out to seek help and have not returned” he said as he returned the dagger to the inner pocket of his robes. 

“give me the bad news first” he sighed, wondering if his personal servant or his guards had been killed out in the woods. 

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ZERO LA'STRANGE 🌹 MAGE OF SOLLIA

“Really?” He asked the man curiously. He automatically assumed that everyone was into the man’s books and plays, because they were great. They were something that helped him get through his weeks or to sleep at night. He knew it was dramatic of him, but he did find those books warming or of the right necessity for his mind set. “Well, I mean… if you ever were down to right one, I could be a resource to you.” He offered, as if it was nothing. “As a mage myself, I excel in things from potion making to spells to honing a power. And many issues mages have, I have dealt with myself.” He decided to stop rambling and shut up. “You are welcome.” He replied to the thanks.

the lord cocked a brow, the boy was rather... energetic to say the least when meeting lancel. the playwright usually didn’t get this kind of attention so it threw him off for a second, this was how fans spoke to his actors when they met him -- from the corner of his eye, lancel could see two young boys throwing themselves at his lead actor who was shamelessly flirting with them. “what sort of resources could you help me with? give me the perspective of a mage?”

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ALEXANDER REMES 🌹 KING OF VALTOLIA

Alexander was on his way to the border wanting to check on the troops there. With the borders taking in people from other kingdoms that needed a place there was so much more to do. He had heard of a incident and instead of dealing with delayed reports he was on his way to take care of it himself. That was when he saw the carriage in the middle of the road. He thought it was just going to be another noblemen from beriga heading back. His shock when he heard it was his brother in law was seen on his face. 

“Sorry i did not mean to scare you.” He spoke as he put his hands up even if he did know the other was not going to see it. “If had known you would be leaving so fast i would have held a feast for you.” He spoke as he moved to sit in the carriage with him. “Mind if i keep you company till you able to take off again?” 

when he heard a familiar voice, he saw the blonde king of valtolia enter the carriage with him. lancel lowered his dagger and returned it to his robes, alexander was his brother in law and he knew he was safe with the legendary warrior king staying in the carriage with him. “what are you doing out here?” he asked as he relaxed his body some, not feeling quite so in danger right now. 

“sure” he said as he returned to his seat and closed the door behind them. “why are you near the border? shouldn’t you be home ruling your kingdom, alexander?”

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as part of his tour, lancel had been traveling across all five kingdoms where his plays would be performed. in a carriage through the thick woods, things were going smoothly -- he had been in it for hours now. suddenly the carriage stopped and stepping out to see what the delay was, his men told him one of the wheels was damaged and they needed to fix it before they could go on. two men went to go looking and after about an hour or so, two more went and then his personal servant went to find them and leaving lancel alone on the empty road. 

he tried to stay in his carriage, he had poor vision and those who caught on to this would take advantage of him and try to rob him. hearing the snapping of a tree branch and footsteps coming closer, the lord gripped the dagger he carried with him at all times. staying still in the carriage, he tried to keep his breathing even -- perhaps it was one of his men or somebody who would just go on with their day. but suddenly the door to his carriage opened and the man stood before him. 

“who are you and what do you want from me?” he asked, his hand still clutching the dagger that was on the other side of his leg and out of sight.

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bcyblessed:

open to: any kingdom

“I’m sorry, I…” Gideon didn’t really have any explanation for why he had snuck off by himself, or better yet, why it seemed like he was crying. It’d been a particularly long day, and the lack of sleep and the burdens of his duty were beginning to weigh heavily on him. “I just needed a break from… everything.” He explains to the man that had came upon him, wiping fruitlessly beneath his eyes.

note: you can read gideon’s bio here.

the grand priest of bergia was at the pryors castle and a handful of lords had been invited to pray with him and thank caelum for everything he had given them - a winter the men could survive in and enough food to get through until the spring. after the prayers were finished, lancel noticed the prince gideon crying in a corner. “i’m sorry.. do you need something?” he asked, trying to comfort the boy some who was alone. “perhaps get out of here and get some fresh air?”

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J'ARGO IBARRA 🌹 MAGE OF VALTOLIA

Sweet heaven, nothern Bergia? J’argo’s face drained of color at the other’s response. It would take a solid 24 hours to recover the amount of energy needed to teleport himself home. A heavy sigh fell from somewhat parted lips before he turned his gaze back to Lancel in front of him. He opened his mouth to speak just as the guards stormed into the room. Quickly stepping back, J’argo watched the men closely, anticipating some sort of attack until Lancel called them off. 

“—-Great.” J’argo took in a breath, calming his nerves before an idea hit him. “I don’t suppose I could strike a deal with you, could I?”

the lord of the castle watched every movement he made, he didn’t want to strike an innocent man but he was in his castle and a stranger... lancel wanted to protect his own life. “check him” he told two of his guards who came from either side of the lord and took the man to make sure he didn’t have any weapons that he might try and use on lancel. “what sort of deal are you looking for?” he cocked a brow.

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HENRI PRYOR 🌹 PRINCE OF BERGIA

With Valtolia being their closest neighbor, it was only natural for Henri to occasionally visit. He loved wandering around for hours in the trade ports, marveling at the various merchandise sold on the booths. As an adventurer himself, he took pleasure in seeing objects from far away lands, simple treasures not found elsewhere, especially Bergia. One can only enjoy the sparkles of a gem before growing bored and wanting something more fascinating. What better way to find something that sparked his interest than a bustling throng of sailors all meeting together to sell priceless artifacts? Henri was passing the busy marketplace when a glimmer caught his eye. He instinctively approached and stood in amazement in front of a shiny gold compass. The prince quickly bought the item, turning around only to collide with another man. “Oh, Caelum, I’m so sorry! Are you alright?” 

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on one of his plays tours along the continent, he was in valtolia and visiting the port cities along the kingdoms western coast. visiting remesport right now, the play would be performing tonight and he could enjoy the city for its beautiful scenery and rich trade market. he had bought a few things to take back home and a few things to give dillion as a gift when he nearly ran into somebody. “it’s perfectly fine, young man” he said with a smile as he gathered himself. did he wear to caelum? that was almost exclusively a bergian thing.

“are you from bergia?” he asked, curious why another bergian was in the valtolian port city.

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BARTHOLOMEW PRYOR 🌹 KING OF BERGIA

“That’s easy enough.” He knew that the boy’s son was a part of his court and he was never the type of person to keep family away from each other, should they want to be together. Family was one of the most important things to the king and, barring anything that me might not be aware regarding tension or something between the two, he would always allow Lancel to have some time with Dillion. “So, if that should be all, tell me. Do you have any creations that we should be looking forward to? Personally, I’m a fan of your work. I’d love to get a glimpse behind the curtain, if you’d allow it.”

dillion had said more than once he would retire his position as gentleman in waiting and return home to roseward in order to take care of his father who had been losing his vision more and more over the years and the boy was too observant to miss it. “thank you” he said, he hoped he could reassure his son he was fine. “i am currently working on my next play, my majesty” he said, he had started it for a few weeks now. “i will personally invite you next time i have a play and bring you backstage.”

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Any princes in particular you'd love to make into daddies good boys?

i wouldn’t mind turning ( @itsprincehenri ), zeid ( @awarriorsoath ), gideon ( @bcyblessed ), dante ( @princedxnte ), kivar ( @@kivar-toyne), darius ( @@dariusremes ), lochlan ( @crownxprincexlochlan ), ragon ( @princexragon ), or alain ( @alainsollia ) into good boys for daddy

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whats the most number of people you would sleep with at one given time

five maybe? i don’t know if i have a set limit

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Would you rather be fucked by shadow tentacles or real Tentacles?

shadow tentacles, i guess?? i don’t really know how to answer this

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you ever fuck yourself with your manuscripts?

no, i’d never ruin my pieces of work. i have toys and men for that

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How many fingers am I holding up? No peeking

really funny, like i haven’t heard that one before