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Your Hearts Got Teeth - Master Thread
Brief Summary:
When a huntress comes across a young orc hurt in the forest, her decision to save him has unforeseen consequences. Now, the orc army occupation of her village has her butting heads with an unlikely enemy.
A/N:
Inspired by a song, an enemies to lovers slow burn with a touch of angst and some hurt/comfort for your reading pleasure.
CHAPTERS: Part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9
Bookworm Will Review 2024 (#6)
Title: 'The Orc Prince Trilogy'
Author: Lionel Hart
Rating: 2/5
Review: (MILD SPOILERS)
One Year, One Choice.
Chapter One // The Princess.
The deal had been struck many years ago, when you had been no more then a baby in your father’s arms.
You had been told the story of this promise so many times, over and over again so that you better understood it. Sometimes it was told by your father as he held you on his lap, other times it was told by your nurse as she tucked you into bed. Back then, it had really seemed like only a bedtime story, though you had always known it was the truth, and it was told like this:
“Many years ago, the five rulers of five, mighty counties had decide that their wars had gone on long enough.
For years, they had fought and struggled against one another, each attempting to prove that they were the strongest. But in time, they all realized that fighting and bloodshed only made them weaker. They realized that, though they were all strong lands, their strength would grow if they worked together. Without the constant fighting, their countries could grow and flourish, their people would finally be safe and happy.
After years of hard work, your father, King Baris of Lenovia, had brought together the four rules that he had long warred against. He invited them to his castle in a mission of peace, hoping to finally end this terrible war. And they were...
Bodhi, king of the winter people of the mountains.
Claudius, king of the playful yet fierce spring folk of the south.
Hagu, chief of the mighty Orc warriors of the wild lands.
Serine, queen of the ancient and powerful elves.
And, of course, your papa.
It took them only one meeting to end put an end to their fighting. All of the rulers were very tired of the brutality and the bloodshed and the pain of their people and chose to end it. Many promises were made that day. They promised to support and defend one another, to help one another, and to finally forget their foolish bickering.
And they promised that, one day, when all of their children were grown up, a marriage would be made between Lenovia and one of the other kingdoms.
It was a good promise, one that had been made many times by many royals over the centuries. Lenovia was the largest of the lands and a marriage would unite it fully with another. But with it came a slight problem:
Who would marry who?
Bodhi had several sons, the youngest being just a babe himself and the eldest just becoming a man.
Claudius had a handful of happy and healthy children running around.
Hagu had a set of strong twins, a son and a daughter respectively.
Serine had a son of her own and no other children.
And King Baris had only one child. You, his baby princess. Your mother had since died, God rest her soul, and you were his only heir, his only child.
The discussion was a long one, long and hard, but as the morning sun began to shine, it was finally decided:
One day, when all their children were grown up and ready for a marriage, Princess Y/N would get to make a choice. She would meet and marry one of the chosen princes but she would get to choose her husband.
And you will. You’ve met the princes, haven’t you, dear? Bodhi came to visit you at Christmas and Aestas visited your summer home. And you remember Cornelius, don’t you? And Raguk came to visit then too. You liked them all and, hopefully, you still will. For the sake of Lenovia, you’ll meet a good match.”
Now you were grown.
You had grown from a babbling baby to a curious child to a bright young woman and now...to yourself. Princess Y/N of Lenovia, crown princess and heir to the throne, future High Queen of the untied lands. No longer did you run giggling around your castle, whispering secrets to your maids and dance all around the royal gardens. The past few years of your life had been spent studying and training harder then you ever had, all in order to one day become a good queen.
Now you stood in front of your father, looking up at his golden throne as he smiled down at you.
The fatherly pride in his eyes was evident as you he was updated on your training and studies (as well as the little details that a father liked to hear). Your tutors and guides came one by one, announcing your progress to the king.
It was decided: you could ride (better then most), fight (like a warrior), speak several languages (including Orcish and Elvish, both rather difficult tongues), had mastered etiquette (much to your Governess’s pleasure), and studied everything a good ruler ought to. History, literature, geography, mathematics and science, philosophy, and many more subjects.
You were, they said, an intelligent, graceful, strong, princess.
And you were finally ready.
Of course, you’d known what this royal meeting was going to be about for weeks. With your father and his advisers suddenly watching and whispering about your every move, how could you not? There were other clues too. A new ship having been built, new sailors and guards being trained, a new wardrobe ordered for you, more studies involving the four other kingdoms…
You would have to be an idiot not to see it.
And you were no idiot. As you stood in front of your father, your heart thumped wildly in your chest with every passing moment. Though you already expected this...it was still quite nerve-wracking. The idea of sailing away to meet your possible husbands was a rather intimidating one. But you would handle it all, no matter what was thrown at you during the journey. You had to, for the sake of your country and your people...and for your father.
“Y/N...”
The knig smiled at you, reaching out to beckon you closer. Holding your gown carefully, you made your way to the throne and took your father’s hand.
“My little princess…I believe that you’re smart enough to know why I've called you here.” He said softly.
“I have an inkling, Papa.”
“I hate to see you leave,” your father said, “to send you off to some foreign land and hope that you find the happiness you deserve...now I understand how your grandfather felt when he sent your mother to me. I can only hope...”
He paused, looking away for a second before rerunning his gaze to you.
“I can only hope that you are as lucky as we were. That you find true love in one of these princes.”
That was your own hope as well.
The meeting had been over a month ago. Since then, the old year had ended and a new year had begun. Your ship was declared seaworthy, your sailors and soldiers were the best Lenovia had to offer, your things were packed, and you were well trained and ready. There were no excuses to hide behind, no more time to bee borrowed.
It was time for you to go.
The trip ahead was a little bit daunting. It would be a year of traveling across the seas, traveling to four new lands, meeting four new near strangers...and your possible husband. You had not seen the princes since you were a child and you had to wonder...what were they like now? Would you like them? Would they like you? Oh, how you hoped so! You were more then nervous, a little scared, perhaps, and a little excited at the same time.
The future seemed so...big. So intimidating. The story you had been told so many times as a child was suddenly real and right in front of you, waiting for you to write the next chapter.
As you stood on the ship, you looked back at your home land. The castle and country you had always known was slowly vanishing as you sailed away and you watched it shrink and shrink...until it was gone.
There was nothing but the pale sunset and the wide open ocean.
Tears welled in your eyes and a heaviness set in your heart. You ached for home already but...you new better then to allow yourself to wallow. Turning your back to the past, you looked forward to the coming future. In your heart, you could only hope that this journey would bring your and your kingdom love and happiness...
Four seasons, you told yourself, and four princes.
One year, one choice.
(Here it is! The beginning of my latest story! I’ll be posting it on here and on Wattpad, where it has its own book. What will happen to Princess Y/N? Which prince will she meet first? Keep reading and find out!)
So!
My arranged marriage story is going to be the first that is posted of the bunch. It will be titled "One Year, One Choice."
It's going to be a bit longer then expected AND it'll have it's own book on Wattpad.
Princess Y/N will have her own five chapters and each prince will have three chapters of his own.
Prince Firn of the winter lands;
Prince Cornelius of the spring folk;
Prince Aestas of summer elves;
Prince Raguk of the autumn mountains.
