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Hijinks & Shenanigans
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introducing my current, unposted, marauders wip – the art of being loved (and loving in return). a jegulus, royalty AU. soon to be posted on ao3.
Being dragged from his bed, by gods-know-who, and thrown in front of his uncle, was not Regulus’s idea of a good time. And seeing him sat upon his father’s throne, lounging there as though it were his, added to the shittiness of the situation. He stared up at him. The cold marble of the grand hall’s floors sent chills across his body. It was barely morning – dusk if you will – and Regulus hoped he’d get whatever hysterics over with. He already missed the warmth of his bed. “Is there a point to this, Uncle, or are you simply parading as King again?” Regulus snarked, pushing himself to his knees. The answering snarl he received was well worth it. “Just because you are sat on the throne does not mean you are the monarch. The Gods did not bless you.”
December 6, 2024 at 12:12 PM