@historias-multorum
Prince Elias Acorn stood tall on the balcony of Mobotropolis’ temporary palace, a former hotel before the war, the golden afternoon sunlight gleaming off the worn salvaged banners of the Acorn family crest. Below him, the square was filled with cheering citizens, and among them the familiar faces of the Freedom Fighters—those who had made this moment possible. He drew in a steadying breath before speaking, his voice carrying clear and firm across the courtyard.
“My people,” Elias began, his tone measured yet warm, “today we stand on ground that was once lost to us. Mobotropolis begins to breathe again, not because of crowns or titles, but because of the courage and sacrifice of those who refused to surrender to despair. The Freedom Fighters—our champions—fought for every stone, every street, every family that calls this city home.”
Applause roared up from the crowd, but Elias lifted a hand, his expression softening. “Yet, though we celebrate today, we must not grow complacent. The shadows of Robotnik’s reign do not vanish overnight. There is rebuilding to do, wounds to mend, and a kingdom to make stronger than it has ever been. Together, with resolve, with unity, we will see this through.”
His final words were nearly drowned out by cheers, but Elias allowed himself a small smile. He felt he did well, despite his nervousness. He knew that some viewed him as an outsider since he hadn’t fought with them. Sally had done that. But he was the eldest male son, he’d do what he could. Shaking off the thoughts, he stepped back from the balcony, and then, without hesitation, he descended the steps into the crowd. Guards tried to keep pace, but the prince waved them back—this was his moment to be among his people.
Elias made his way through, clasping hands, exchanging grateful words, until his eyes fell on a figure he had seen only from afar before, but had heard very much about: Sonic the Hedgehog.
For the briefest moment, Elias faltered. His chest tightened, his carefully rehearsed gratitude caught in his throat. How striking Sonic seemed up close—charming, untamed, beautiful emerald eyes…yet steady in a way Elias hadn’t expected.
Gathering himself, Elias extended his hand. “Sonic… words cannot begin to measure what you’ve done for this kingdom. For me, for all of us. Thank you. My sister speaks very fondly of you.”
When it was finally a quiet moment around Knothole, Prince Elias Acorn, recently rescued and reinstalled as in charge as the King’s shy first-born son pending the King’s recovery. Of course, some of the Freedom Fighters privately disagreed with the decision, having to follow orders from an unknown when his sister Princess Sally had been with them the whole time.
As such, people in Knothole greeted him politely, but didn’t really offer to help, so it took him longer than it had to in order to find Sonic, whom he eventually found with Tails. “Excuse me.” Elias said as his gaze roamed Sonic’s body, whom he had started to get quite a crush on. “Miles, if you would give us a moment please? I would like to talk to Sonic in private.”
(Hope this works and look forward to rp’ing with you. :)
Elias, what kind of future do you want with Sonic?
Elias looked down. "I would like a relationship where we can be together and the world at peace. But I fear that any such relationship would not be fair to him since I would also need to take on a wife to carry on the Acorn line. I have a responsibility as a royal, but I do not wish to harm him." Elias said as he turned away. "If you will excuse me friend, I think I got something in my eye."
Unbeknownst to Prince Elias, Sonic sensed the prince's internal struggle. With his keen perception, he noticed the prince's longing glances and the hesitation in his voice. Realizing the depth of Elias' feelings, Sonic approached him with care and understanding, offering a listening ear and a comforting presence.
Elias, overwhelmed by Sonic's understanding, found solace in the hedgehog's embrace. Sonic reassured him that true love transcends societal boundaries, urging Elias to follow his heart. Together, they embarked on an unforgettable journey of self-discovery and acceptance, defying conventions to embrace the love that bound them.
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(A ficlet drabble I thought of, maybe I’ll turn it into one of my many fics waiting to be finished, lol)
Then isn't it cruel to be getting his hopes up like you are? Unless you have some way of getting out of being ruler or figure out a work around, he's going to get his heart crushed. You know that right?
Elias kept facing away from the impertinent stranger and wiped his nose and eyes with a hand. "I do. Now leave me alone. Or in commoner terms, get out."
