royalty tag. there’s also modern royalty tag if you are interested
here’s some fancy boys doing royal stuff
A Royal Christmas Engagement by skoosiepants (1/1 | 25,686 | NC17)
Young omega Warden Lord Mieczysław Stilinski, given the royal request of marrying Crown Prince Derek Hale of Triskelion, predictably messes the whole entire thing up.
An arranged marriage, mistaken identity, a/b/o, accidental heat fic
Things We Lost by Dexterous_Sinistrous (2/2 | 20,039 | NC17)
A small flash of guilt covered the king’s features before he was able to recover. “Your union will join the royal families—joining our family to the Hales.”
Dread and sorrow sunk in Stiles’ stomach as he closed his eyes.
There was only one Hale left unharmed by the great fire that nearly wiped out the entire royal family—the Dread Wolf of Triskelia, Crowned King Derek Hale.
Have Courage, Be Kind... and Get Revenge by rosepetals42 (1/1 | 10,633 | PG13)
“I am going to that ball,” he announces. This is perfect. This is the greatest thing to ever happen to him.
“What?” Scott says. “Wait, really?”
“Obviously!” Stiles replies. He can totally do this. He just needs some clothes that aren’t… basically rags. Pockets! He’ll need lots of pockets. And-
“This is awesome!” Scott interrupts his thought process. “I think you could totally win over the prince if you wanted! You’re like the most handsome guy I know!”
“Agreed,” Stiles says. Then Scott’s words actually catch up with him. “Wait, no. I’m not going for the prince. Why would I care about the prince?”
Or, A Cinderella AU-- sorta. There is more theft than usual.
Phoenix by Unloyal_Olio (1/1 | 9,376 | NC17)
Stiles is a prince with a secret lost in war.
Like Heaven Catching Lighting by weathervaanes (1/1 | 41,519 | NC17)
Prince Stiles of Cor has always known, somewhere in the back of his mind, that he was never truly going to marry for love. Fighting it has only made it worse. Now, presented with a choice between two children of the Hale family of Ignis, Derek and Cora, he must make the decision to determine who will rule by his side. If only it were that simple.
“Tell me,” he says, taking a drink. “If your sister does accept me as her husband, would you be pleased for her fortune or yours?”
Derek sets down the pitcher and moves further into the room, removing his vest and setting it over a chair. “I don’t believe that’s a fair question. If she finds happiness in your kingdom, by your side, of course I’ll be pleased for her.”
“And relieved, I imagine.”
Derek turns, arms crossed over his chest. “Would you be?”