Luke being washed over with emotions when he learns about Lee having magic.
He's furious at first when it clicks, waiting before they're back in his chambers before confronting Lee about it.
Lee denies it at first, which only makes Luke more upset. Before he realizes it he's cornering him as he continues to push.
Him faltering so quickly when he realizes that Lee looks genuinely scared. Their breathing is uneven and their eyes wide. They're practically begging Luke to bring him in for whatever punishment given for magic usage, but to leave his family out of it. Lee lying and telling Luke that they aren't aware.
They're even using honoraries, like "My Lord" and "Your Highness". Which tells Luke just how frightened Lee really is in this situation. He never thought about magic users in the kingdom, he's seen them punished but never thought too hard about it.
He feels conflicted, but in the end chooses to say nothing much to both of their surprise. He still possessive of Lee as his servant, and rationalize to himself that it could come in handy to understand magic more than what Kronos has told him.
Of course it's also cause he really doesn't like the look of fear on the usually stubborn Lee.
Lee is on edge after that, unsure if and when Luke would suddenly change his mind and tell the king.
He doesn't tell his siblings, not wanting to freak them out, but he does tell Chiron who assures him that it was okay.
He takes Luke becoming more clingy as him trying to keep a closer eye on them after figuring it out.
But really Luke's just more protective, and crushing hard still.
The complicated feelings of Luke's loyalty to Kronos being squashed by how he's fallen for Lee
Vs Lee becoming unsure of Luke out of fear of being taken to the king and exposed.
He stands tall, taller than all of the men in your land with an unreadable look on his pretty face. You mentally rolled your eyes at him. Your maids however seemed to fall to their knees at one glance from him. Pathetic.
He is much broader and taller than the last time you saw him. That was of course a few years ago when his parents the king and queen of Arostria came to visit your parents. They stayed for quite some time and you remember the tinted cheeks, soothing noises from the guitar, the royal library, the stolen glances and the lingering touches as clear as day.
Yes you the youngest princess of Wrindledale had a school girl crush on the youngest prince of Arostria. He was a few years older than you and definitely a lot taller than you. You had to strain your neck and look up to meet the gentle gaze. But your young brain was fascinated by it all. You viewed it as forbidden. Who would approve? So you kept your feelings hidden like always.
His jaw is still sprinkled with sandy blonde hair but he had let his hair grow and his hair seems a darker shade than you remember. His jawline is more prominent and you could see how much he'd grown since the prior years. Nevertheless he was magnificent. Beautifully carved by the Greek gods themselves and owning up to it so well. You were sure he'd gotten extremely cocky and arrogant. Honestly, with looks and status like that who wouldn't?
You could feel his stare burning holes into the back of your head. You turned around and your instincts as usual was correct but the prince did not even try to hide the fact that he was staring at you. He looked scary a total contrast to the boy you remember.
You remember the free spirited young prince who was kind to everyone who looked his way. You remember how much he adored reading books about mathematics and science, one day you sneaked him into the royal library so he could enjoy that day. That was a special day for him. It was also the day where you lost your favorite necklace.
Of course he had grown. From the shy boy to the overly confident man he seemed to be. He looked mature, fiery even and you wondered if the boy you fell for was there at all. "Your highness, May I have a dance?" An all too familiar voice brought you back to reality. "That would be lovely, Prince Michael"
And as you danced with the blonde prince that had an amazing wit you've never felt so free. Ever since you met one night when you were stargazing Michael had been your best friend. He made you laugh and often took you on adventures. He even tried to teach you how to ride a horse. Key word being tried.
"So you're being married off with prince what's his face?" Michael snickered, you let out a soft sigh looking into his eyes "Atleast look happy on my engagement night Michael"
"How can I when I know I'll never get to see you again?"
This is not how you imagined to spend your engagement night. You wanted to marry for love and you were sure he did not love you. He seemed to be too busy to even talk to his own wife to be. How can power change a person like that? And now you were even more bummed upon realizing that you might not get to see your best friend ever again.
Michael left you after a bit looking for a certain maid he had been seeing for a couple of weeks. "Your highness" you heard a voice behind you. Swiftly you looked around to lock eyes with the man you've been thinking of all night. Your soon to be husband. You hummed and greeted him politely. "I think we should stay a bit more closer. I do not want anyone to think that I'm ok with them being close to my wife" he said so sweetly that you wanted to slap his perfect face.
"I am not your wife yet Prince Luke and I certainly do not like the way you're talking about my best friend" you narrowed your eyes at him. He simply rolled his eyes, dragging you by the arm to the lonely hallway.
"Where are we going?" You asked timidly peeping up from behind him to look at the dimly lit hallway. Usually this exact hallway was filled with busy maids running around but now it was soo silent you were almost glad you weren't alone.
A/N : So here's part 1 of the prince!luke series I promised like a thousand years ago haha. Maybe this will turn into a king!luke fic but who knows... Anyways thank you guys so much for liking my 4/4 pref!!
Summary: Princess Amberly begins her adventure in Gardenstone’s Homecoming ball. // The first chapter of my King!Luke fanfic.
Author’s Note: Welcome to Regnum, hope you enjoy! English is not my first language so let me know if there are any mistakes. Gif made by Sheisbea in wattpad!
Word count: 2,452
“… The paradisiacal view of Gardenstone is, without a doubt, one of its greatest attractions. With special mention to the Flaney Forest, the national pride full of ruins of the ancient world …”
The presentation brochure did not lie at all, if in mere images the forest looked beautiful and imposing I can imagine how majestic it would be to see it live. But for now, I could only do that, imagine the places that Gardenstone offered as the time passed since my arrival locked in a room.
One day passed since my picturesque journey from my kingdom to Gardenstone … my kingdom-to-be. I was traveling like a bunch of lobsters, the most important thing Maredale exchanged with Gardenstone, to realize the longed-for union between both kingdoms and in the process, marry someone I had not seen in my entire life.
I’m trained to be a strong leader but not arrogant, humble but not naive, and seductive but not easy, but something had been missing from the list and that was how to be a good wife. I knew how to run an entire country, but the heart of a man? Lost cause. And it was normal, with only 19 years it is not my fault to know absolutely nothing about the subject, more than the common and what I read in my romance books, of course. I kept telling myself over and over how important it had been to pay attention to my parents’ relationship when I was a child, maybe I would know how to start a conversation with my husband, was that important? Should I speak to him?
“Your Highness, I’m sorry to interrupt. Queen Susan has sent this maid to you.”
The guard’s words helped me get out of the spiral.
I nodded as I watched a freckled red-haired girl approach with a box in her hands that she balanced as she bowed.
“Good morning, Your Highness. My name is Lidia and I have come to help you.”
“A pleasure to meet you, Lidia. You can call me Amberly,” I smiled. “Excuse me, but help me with what, exactly?”
Lidia gave a little laugh, taking brushes and makeup from the box and placing them on the dresser; the only piece of furniture in the room along with the bed. I took a seat watching Lidia inspect my curly hair in the mirror.
“King Robert has organized a homecoming dance in your honor, Queen Susan seems to have convinced him that leaving you locked up until the coronation is done is not the way to treat a guest … much less if it will be our future Queen.”
“Future queen.”
The words echoed in my mind, realizing the seriousness of them.
Years ago, “The International Revolution” had been present, everything got out of control. There were no intermediaries, intentions to fix it, faith, or hope. In a world where more than 80% of the earth was uninhabitable, a scattered society grew up and far from all the horror; Lauxwell, Gardenstone, and Maredale; three kingdoms that from the beginning asked for their expansion. Lauxwell and Maredale boast coastlines and rivers, while Gardenstone lives in the middle of both. There was a deal to be made and everyone knew about it, two united kingdoms would cause the fall of the one who was left behind, it was fate. My mother, Queen Elizabeth, had made a deal with the Kings of Gardenstone where both kingdoms would unite, and eventually, Lauxwell must do so as well, leaving one of the kings’ children and me in command.
I watched Lidia place four different dresses on the bed, needing to ask her a question.
“Lidia, what do you think of the princes? Jake and …?”
“… Luke, Your Highness.”
“Yes, Luke … I’ve heard about both of them but I need to know more. Tell me your opinion, without fear.”
Nervous, the maid spread one of the dresses in my direction. Immediately, I went to change behind a curtain while she spoke.
“Well, if you want to know … Prince Jake, your future husband, is charismatic and reserved. Nothing like the brother.” She shook her head. “Prince Luke is an open book, predictable and, excuse the audacity, extremely spoiled. I’ve lost count of all the girls who claim to have been with him, your high- Amberly.”
I chuckled when I heard how Lidia spoke about my future brother-in-law. She wasn’t wrong; Prince Luke was handsome, his blond hair looked like pure gold, and his blue eyes weren’t far from a replica of the ocean, but his arrogant, carefree, and selfish personality made him look like the worst candidate for any throne, or so they said. It was curious to analyze the capabilities and goals that I possess compared to those of Luke, who despite being two years older than me, seemed to have practically no training as well as his interest in the crown.
“I appreciate your honesty, Lidia,” I said sincerely. “I haven’t had the honor of meeting them yet, but something tells me that Prince Jake is a good person.”
“He is, and you will be astonished when you see him. You’re ready, by the way.”
The dress she had given me was light pink; made of pure silk, short sleeves raised slightly at my shoulders that guide the viewer to the factory V-cut, and a remarkable length to the floor, without being floaty. This color highlighted my light brown hair -like my eyes- which reached a little before my ribs dropped in majestic waves - my favorites. I looked radiant, although I would always prefer to wear a pair of pants and a jacket on casual days.
Two knocks on the door made Lidia cross the room quickly to attend to it.
“Excuse the interruption, Your Majesty.” A rather formally dressed boy appeared. “Allow me to introduce myself, I am Hood, the son of the Diplomatic Advisor of the Kings, but to be honest, I think I am a bit of everything. The dance guests are here. The kings asked me to escort you to the ballroom.”
“Right away. Thank you very much for your help, Lidia.”
The maid nodded, a little taken aback by my thanks. Hood extended an arm and I reciprocated.
“So Hood… that doesn’t seem like your name, is that your last name?”
“You’re perceptive, Your Highness, I like it. It is my last name, my name is Calum but my father does not approve of saying my name. In the palace, I am best identified by my surname.”
I allowed myself to look away from the virtual paintings that adorned the halls, slowly reproducing old and new photographs of the royal family. Prince Luke looked happy in the older ones and there was no sign of him in the newer ones.
“… So I recommend you not drink the yellow liquid, it leaves a pretty bad mouth odor.” For a second I had forgotten that I was walking with Calum. “Any questions, princess?”
I opened my mouth to reply, being interrupted by some strong footsteps coming down the stairs at the end of the hall.
“There you are, Calum! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”
A youthful voice was present, it was Prince Luke.
I allowed my eyes to roam his face. If I weren’t going to marry his brother, I would dare to think of his features as those of a Greek god I read so much about. So thin they were shocking. His blond curls gave a familiar air after having seen the queen’s hair, he had stopped at a point where the sun was shining on him, making the delicacy of the fabric of his white shirt revealing a little of his body. Suddenly, I was not surprised because he had many young women at his feet.
The blonde stopped when he noticed my presence. His demeanor changed radically and he became serious, his look bordering on arrogance.
“Good night… princess.”
His blue eyes peered up and slid boldly over my silhouette. My body tensed and the prince smiled when he noticed.
“If you allow us … Even if not, I honestly don’t care …” He laughed. If he hadn’t said that, I would have found him adorable. “I’ll take Calum with me for a moment.”
The prince tugged at Calum. I looked at the young man with concern, I still needed to know where to go.
“Follow the hall to the end, the door is open. See you later, Your Highness.” Calum indicated as if reading my mind.
"Thanks, Hood.”
I smiled walking past them with my posture restored. I regulated my breathing as I made my way to the living room when I realized that I had stopped breathing.
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The queen had wanted to mix the past of our world with the modernity of the present, starting with a classic giant chandelier right in the center of the room. Below, a circular platform with the thrones for the hosts of the evening. The people of the kingdom enjoyed the food displayed on a long table to one side of the room and the classical music that played in the background invited them to dance.
The sigh of someone behind me caught my attention.
“Oh! Nice to see you, Prince Jake.”
Prince Jake perfectly wore a suit that undoubtedly highlighted his arms, which looked strong and his spectacular form. Years of difference and experience showed in his handsome face adorned with a blond beard.
“Let’s not be formal with each other. We’re going to be husbands, after all, ”he suggested, extending his hand at the invitation of a dance.
I had a hard time knowing if his tone was friendly or serious, however, I took his hand and we began to dance.
“You’re right”.
“What would you like me to call you? Amberly, your highness, fiancée…?” Jake asked, this time clearly friendly.
I smiled.
"You can call me Amberly, Ams … My father used to call me Amber,” I said, too lost to notice that I had said it in the past tense.
“I heard about your father, I think he was one of the best kings the new world could witness. And he was very considerate in changing the laws to allow your mother to reign without him … Ams.”
My father had left my mother to take a year off, a year that lasted since I was seven. He left, leaving my mother in charge of the kingdom as the first queen to do it on her own.
I looked at my mother across the room. She was the older, talented, and brave version of me. She was talking with the King and Queen of Gardenstone using an air of born charisma and smiling. Our eyes met, suddenly I wanted to ask for the thousandth time the true importance of this union. But I couldn’t, it would be absurd, so I just smiled.
King Robert was a man with a fair complexion, brown hair, and a not very expressive face that was affected by stress and age lines, wearing a suit with insignia representing different achievements. Next to him, the flawless Queen Susan settled in a red dress noticeably longer than mine and long sleeves that her collected blonde hair revealed. Her air of excellence and at the same time warmth was incomparable, I felt happy with the simple idea of being able to exchange ideas, doubts, and advice with the queen.
The king gave his wife a kiss on the palm of his hand and looked at Jake just as the current piece was coming to an end, asking him to join him in talking with my mother.
"See you after my speech,” Jake apologized.
Queen Susan approached silently offering her arm, I reciprocated and we began to walk around the people in the room.
“You look beautiful, my dear,” the queen said, breaking the silence. “Sorry we didn’t have time to talk earlier, but tell me how are you handling all this?”
I had even thought-rehearsed the correct answer.
“It is new and certainly a little scary, but I am not closed to the advantages and possibilities that there are in achieving this union, your majesty.”
“It’s a real honor to have you here, I can’t wait to show you everything so that you will soon be queen, I mean it. But we can start with my son, what do you think of him?”
"I don’t know him well enough, he seems to be a man who knows what he wants and has good manners.”
The truth is, I just thought he was very attractive and I only knew what Lidia had told me before. What I couldn’t help was being curious about Prince Luke.
“He can be when he knows what he wants but he doesn’t know what that is yet. Hope you help him figure it out if it’s not too much to ask.”
I nodded. In an instant, the king was beckoning me from a table set discreetly in the corner of the room, Luke was beside him. He was holding the hand of a fair-skinned blonde girl who looked almost angelic in the white dress she was wearing. She might seem like a princess. Seem.
The queen followed my gaze and lowered her arm.
"Oh, don’t worry dear, go to the King. We´ll have plenty of time to talk.”
I bowed and walked over to the King and Prince.
“Princess, excuse me for abusing your kindness, I know that you have received war planning lessons since you were little and I thought I would show you this simulator. My useless son does not know what would be the necessary movement to attack this blue base.”
The king says indicating the piece in the center of the map. I began to analyze it, the king had three large troops occupied and two small ones unoccupied and the base did not seem large. Luke moved the two little ones to the base, getting a glare from his father. I looked at them curiously for a moment, was this a test for me or for Luke?
Regardless of the answer, I took a large one taking it to the side with a small one, and did the same with the ones that were left at the base, leaving them balanced. The king smiled and applauded.
“Wonderful! Very simple, isn’t it?” The King exclaimed, clearly annoying Luke.
"As simple as there is, actually.”
An unknown voice caught the attention of everyone at the table. The owner was unknown to me but seeing that raven-haired man move in my direction, I knew it was his intention to change it.
Hey! I was wondering.... do you have any fics (preferably with muke or cake or lashton..... anything with luke😄) where one of them is royalty? Also can you recommend fics where one of them is abused (same ship preferences)? I'm sorry if I'm being a bother😕 Thanks❤️❤️
for the abuse recs i’m going to link our abuse tag and abusive relationship tag as the list is so long as it is and there are A Lot of fics that fall under that category on ao3 (make sure to read the tags of each fic and look after yourself <33). if anyone wants a new list for the abuse tags just send an ask! other than that here’s a list of royal aus :-)
Lashton
Royally Pirate
Crowns and Riches
Once Upon a Dream
A Kingdom of Love and not of War
Castle Murmurs
a kingdom of hearts (but not of love)
Ashton, a Prince? Yeah right.
No Place Like Home
i'll be yours truly unbelievable (luke is underage)
Prince
Save Me From Who I'm Supposed To Be
no i could not want you more (then i did right then)
Cinderfella
Muke
When I First Met You There Was A Garden
Northern Lights
I'm Sitting Eyes Wide Open And I Got One Thing Stuck In My Mind (I Don't Wanna Fit Wherever)
Rebel Heart
We'll Never Be Royals
That One Name
Romeo Take Me Somewhere We Can Be Alone (It's A Love Story Baby Just Say Yes)
are you into prince luke au, mouse? i can't imagine luke ever being into politics or being a prince since he is a huge adventure seeker but on the other hand, floating capes, expensive silky tight outfits... hmmmm...
I agree with you anon, I think Luke would be bored out of his mind in the world of politics. It’s a certain type of person that thrives in a bureaucracy and Luke Skywalker is not that person. I also agree with you that the aesthetics of Prince Luke are FABULOUS...something like you describe...or like this:
But in truth I’m not super into reading Prince Luke AUs. I much prefer fic where our sexy Jedi is forced to don something fancy Just Because to get those type of aesthetic kicks. There are some lovely hawt fics that have Luke ballroom dancing or getting all fancy dressed up (and then dressed down).
I also, I confess, am not a super fashion-crazed person so I’m just as likely to get hot thinking about him in the GFFA equivalent of a T-shirt and jeans as anything like a flowing cape and leather pants. The most important thing is that ultimately, all those clothes must be elegantly or roughly discarded, and we should have nekkid Jedi to enjoy!
So this is like a mini-blurb thing that I was going to send to @glitterprincelu inbox almost a month ago because of the whole Prince!Luke breeding kink phase she was going through. This is probably really bad but I’m not close to having anything ready blurb-wise so this will have to do for now. Also Ida, I’m not sorry at all. And this is also dedicated to you, love you Meatball 💜
So Prince!Luke taking you out on his yacht and you’re all dressed up in a sexy bikini with only a thin sundress on over it. And then your just lounging on the deck sunbathing but it gets him all riled up seeing you in just the bikini because it shows off your body. Then he comes up to you and pulls the string of your top until it comes undone and you turn around and look at him confused. Then he says in a husky voice, “You look like you want a baby put inside of you Princess, with your ass hanging out like that.” And then then he just goes to town with you, and ends up trying multiple times to put an heir in you.
