An Heir (England x Reader x France)
“You know what I desire of you, and you have known ever since I returned from our victory against the pirates. You are queen, and yet you cannot fulfil this simple task!” Disgust dripped from his sentences and you forced yourself not to flinch away, keeping your eyes fixed on his in the mirror.
Arthur leant forward, his lips brushing the shell of your ear. His breath was hot, his voice like the unforgiving rasp of a cool silver razor against your skin as your pulse beat to his words.
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The man’s lips curved upwards as he answered in a voice completely free of adornments or the flowery language you had learnt to simultaneously love and hate, “Francis. I am called Francis Bonnefoy.”
“Then, Francis Bonnefoy,” you said, observing how his head tilted slightly at your attempt to recreate his accent, “know that you have served me well.”
Fandom: Hetalia - Historical/Royalty AU
Pairing: England/Reader/France
Summary: In a war-torn kingdom facing wavering alliances against the growing threat of pirates, the royal family hides behind a mask that barely conceals their dysfunctional lives, wracked by trauma and all other things that make humans human. Secrets are woven thick in the fabric of court, and nothing is what it seems. If the kingdom is to survive, this game must not just be played, it must be won.
!! This is CHAPTER 1 of a multi-chapter fic !! Read it on Ao3 here!
