#captain salem

[backroomdoodles]

an oc from a story im developin ;3

hes a sexy sexy villain man that is . also a sentient plant

hes one of the captains of the witch hunters, who are basically the main villain team

[virgilfingsanders]

Chapter 1: Blue and Gold

Description: The Croft Princes prepare for the ball, which, from the beginning, doesn't go as planned.

Pairings: Royality, analogical, sleepxiety

Trigger warnings: mention of death - nothing in detail

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The heir may not ascend the throne until he is wed.

That single sentence had caused the Crowned Prince Logan Croft, of the Kingdom of Crai, more stress then the crown itself. Which, considering he'd taken over as ruling monarch 6 and a half years ago, when his father died, was saying quite a lot.

When King Thomas passed, the 11 year old monarch had to step up and not only rule, but also raise his two younger twin brothers, Patton and Remiel, to be proper, respectable princes. It proved quickly to be a taxing job. Not only was keeping a kingdom running difficult for the young prince, but there was the constant threat of bordering kingdoms invading.

Additionally, there was the problem with Remiel. Or, rather, Remy. Patton fit the role of the second born to a T, it was scary sometimes. He was good with children, cooked for the homeless, funded the animal shelters, and managed to fill the role of the nurturing hand that the kingdom needed perfectly. Remy, however, actively fought against conforming to the role of "prince".

The third son had arguably three choices: he could lead the military, be the Kings right hand and peacekeeper, or be married off for an alliance. Logan didn't think that Remy would mind being married off for an alliance, however Logan had sworn to keep both brothers close to home after the incident.

Regardless of the strife of raising twin boys and ruling a kingdom, Logan had been ready to be crowned King at the young age of 16.

Only for the council to tell him no.

To ascend the throne, Logan had to have a husband, and as he was without parents to sign off on him getting married as a child, he'd have to wait 2 more years. Until he was 18.

Logan had thought it would be easy, that he'd have found someone in those two years, or just married someone who could fit the role of Prince Consort reasonably well and didn't annoy him too much.

Then, as soon as he was ready to approach someone, to suggest the possibility of a courtship, the stipulations came.

Logan didn't even have a problem with most of them. In fact, he even agreed with some of them.

Not marrying someone without a title from another kingdom, for example. Or the fact that he couldn't marry another Crowned Prince. He didn't even have a problem with the fact that he couldn't marry someone anywhere in line for the Crai throne. He also couldn't marry someone from a country that the Kingdom of Crai didn't have an alliance with, but that still wasn't the problem.

The only Stipulation that Logan actually had a problem with, was the one stating he couldn't marry a man from the Crai Military. And it was not because of the young captain of the Royal Guard. Regardless of what Patton thought. It was because Logan believed no one would be as loyal to the country as a soldier.

But try as he might, he couldn't remove the rule until he became King, and by then it'd be to late.

So, he decided to throw a ball. Invitations had gone out to every young bachelor in the Kingdom of Crai, important nobles, neighboring Kingdoms, and allies. Every bachelor there would be a potential husband for the Prince.

With exactly 2 exceptions.

Captain Virgil Salem and Captain Roman Sinclair of the Royal Guard were very ineligible, but as Logan had recently figured out, they were still bachelors.

And Patton had made sure they received invitations.

Out of the kindness of his heart, of course. Because giving the two hardest workers in the kingdom a day off, and should be celebrating with the rest of the kingdom, according to Patton.

Regardless of who would be there, Logan began to prepare for the ball. He wouldn't be introduced as the Crowned Prince in hopes of him finding someone who wasn't looking for just his crown. Before he knew it, while caught in thoughts of the ball, he was tying the gold tie he'd decided on for the night.

Maids had applied gold eyeliner around his eyes and then blue eyeshadow, covering the little skin the mask left open to the world. The mask itself was a deep navy, with gold edging, and a single peacock feather that lined the edge of the mask. It covered from below his cheekbones and over his nose to the top of his forehead, where his carmel hair was neatly brushed over the edge slightly.

Before he knew it, it was 6:30, and he went to find his brothers. Patton was in his room. A lightly blue suit gave way to a gold and white mask that covered the entirety of the left side of his face and most of the right side, too. Swirls and lines gave the design texture, as the white on the left faded into a light gold on the right. The maids had put white eyeshadow on his left eye and gold on the right to match.

Remy, Logan found, was wearing a pair of ripped black jeans and a dark purple button up. He was, admittedly, exasperated with his brothers choice, but let it go for the night. A plain black mask covered his eyes, with light silver eyeshadow carefully applied beneath, just enough to make his eyelids shimmer and the freckles in his blue eyes pop, and careful rips in the fabric so the mask matched his jeans.

By 7, they were in the West Ballroom with at least 200 other people, and people still steadily coming in the door. The ballroom was decorated beautifully, the black and blue colors of the Kingdom shown off in every way possible. From the food, to the banners hanging from the ceiling, to the table runners, and the curtains. The three chandeliers that hung from the ceiling were lit and sparkling, and the setting sun could be seen out of the windows that spanned the west wall.

The brothers split up fairly quickly, not wanting to be spotted together and someone make the connection of them being the Princes. Logan watched as Patton went off with a man in a red button up shirt and white dress pants, raising an eye at the familiar looking man. A dramatic red and white mask, with hints of black at the edges, covered half his face, barely connecting under the left eye and managing to avoid covering the right corner of his mouth.

Soon enough, the West Ballroom was full, and for the first time in a few years Vira Palace was a lively place. People had moved away from the staircase entrance on the north side of the room, and the doors on top of the staircase had been closed by guards. Prince Logan walked around, talking to his people, and for the first time in his life hoping his brother was right about love at first sight. But, realistically, Logan new he didn't have to fall in love tonight.

He just needed someone to spark his intrest.

It had to be 20 or 30 minutes after the doors had closed that they reopened. At the top of the staircase was a man who was wearing a purple shirt and a black tie, with a black mask hiding his features and dark black markings around his eyes. Feathers hid the majority of his hair from view, but the strands that stuck out appeared to be black or purple, Logan couldn't quit tell in the lights.

Logan felt his chest tighten, and his breath caught in his throat. He wished he could say this was a new feeling, one he'd never had the displeasure of feeling, but it wasn't. Actually, it was a feeling Logan was getting more and more familiar with. It was, to put it in a simple way that Logan could understand, interest in the person in front of him. Not that it mattered at all, because the mystery man was, it seemed, off limits.

Because the man in black and purple was being escorted down the stairs by Remy, who had apparently dressed to match his escort.

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