mourning star
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fae royalty,
henric witherborne.
When the guard had walked into his chambers that morning to declare someone had stumbled into the damned fae circle, Hendric Witherborne could scarcely believe him.
It had seemed preposterous.
How could any human manage to find themselves in the middle of the forest in the first place? It was a dark place where little sunlight came through from how thickly the branches spanned high above. For a human to find themselves so far away from their own civilization either meant they were incredibly stupid or incredibly naive to the world.
At least, that was his opinion.
Dismissing his attendant's attempts to help him dress, he hurriedly adjusted the buttons of his vest before he was sighing to himself. He glanced towards the shell in his room, studying his reflection for a long moment. Where others saw beauty, he simply saw a fae man who looked frazzled and lost. The fact that someone was now in their kingdom... with their only purpose being to wed him...
He suppressed a shudder as he turned away, running long fingers through his blond hair to brush it back. With another long breath, he waved his hand at the servants in his quarters to dismiss them from their duties. The doors opened as he stepped through, falling into step behind him as he made his way towards the throne room. Although it wasn't unusual for them to follow, they both seemed extra vigilant of every step he made.
His mother must have commanded they watch him to ensure he didn't run away.
How considerate.
Straightening his shoulders, he rolled his eyes before pausing at the doors to the throne room. The guards in attendance hastily opened them, bowing hastily as he strode into the room.
There was quite a crowd. However, everyone seemed to go quiet upon noticing his presence. There was a collective breath held as he walked down the long walkway to where both his parents sat upon their thrones. His mother with her pitch-black hair and even darker eyes looked unmoved by his presence. She tucked her dark skirts out a little more, sitting up straight as she awaited his approach. His father sat on the other end, brows drawn high in concern as he glanced between his wife and his child uneasily.
Hendric paused at the steps, bowing at the waist.
Murmurs sprung up across the room, nobility whispering to themselves over the usually-hostile prince being so docile.
"My son, thank you for arriving on such short notice," His father spoke, his casual tone high with restraint. "I'm sure you know the circumstances of this gathering, I presume?"
"Yes, father," Hendric murmured as he straightened, hands slipping behind his back as he locked eyes with his mother.
She didn't react to his challenging glare.
Turning her gaze towards the doors, she beckoned with a hand towards some of the guards.
"Bring our guest into the room," She ordered, her gaze once more flickering towards Hendric. "I wish to introduce her to my son. And discuss the laws of our land so she understands what her fate now is."
Hendric glanced down at the ground, his brows furrowed.
It seemed fate wasn't meant to be kind—to either him or his unexpecting bride-to-be.
It had seemed preposterous.
How could any human manage to find themselves in the middle of the forest in the first place? It was a dark place where little sunlight came through from how thickly the branches spanned high above. For a human to find themselves so far away from their own civilization either meant they were incredibly stupid or incredibly naive to the world.
At least, that was his opinion.
Dismissing his attendant's attempts to help him dress, he hurriedly adjusted the buttons of his vest before he was sighing to himself. He glanced towards the shell in his room, studying his reflection for a long moment. Where others saw beauty, he simply saw a fae man who looked frazzled and lost. The fact that someone was now in their kingdom... with their only purpose being to wed him...
He suppressed a shudder as he turned away, running long fingers through his blond hair to brush it back. With another long breath, he waved his hand at the servants in his quarters to dismiss them from their duties. The doors opened as he stepped through, falling into step behind him as he made his way towards the throne room. Although it wasn't unusual for them to follow, they both seemed extra vigilant of every step he made.
His mother must have commanded they watch him to ensure he didn't run away.
How considerate.
Straightening his shoulders, he rolled his eyes before pausing at the doors to the throne room. The guards in attendance hastily opened them, bowing hastily as he strode into the room.
There was quite a crowd. However, everyone seemed to go quiet upon noticing his presence. There was a collective breath held as he walked down the long walkway to where both his parents sat upon their thrones. His mother with her pitch-black hair and even darker eyes looked unmoved by his presence. She tucked her dark skirts out a little more, sitting up straight as she awaited his approach. His father sat on the other end, brows drawn high in concern as he glanced between his wife and his child uneasily.
Hendric paused at the steps, bowing at the waist.
Murmurs sprung up across the room, nobility whispering to themselves over the usually-hostile prince being so docile.
"My son, thank you for arriving on such short notice," His father spoke, his casual tone high with restraint. "I'm sure you know the circumstances of this gathering, I presume?"
"Yes, father," Hendric murmured as he straightened, hands slipping behind his back as he locked eyes with his mother.
She didn't react to his challenging glare.
Turning her gaze towards the doors, she beckoned with a hand towards some of the guards.
"Bring our guest into the room," She ordered, her gaze once more flickering towards Hendric. "I wish to introduce her to my son. And discuss the laws of our land so she understands what her fate now is."
Hendric glanced down at the ground, his brows furrowed.
It seemed fate wasn't meant to be kind—to either him or his unexpecting bride-to-be.
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