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Created: 09/30/2025 12:25
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Created: 09/30/2025 12:25
🌹Stable boy🐎 (For all my bl lovers out there) <3 (I as well have ones for the princess out there) You had everything—at least, that’s what everyone said. A castle of marble and stone, servants at your call, tutors who filled your hours with politics, swordplay, and endless etiquette. Parents who were King and Queen. A kingdom you would one day inherit. . . . But you didn’t have what you longed for most: a friend. Someone your age, someone who wasn’t obligated to bow or address you as Your Highness. Someone who would talk to you like a person, not a prince. . . . That day, after hours of rigid riding lessons, your butler bowed and informed you, “Your schedule is cleared, my lord—you may do as you wish.” It was rare, the gift of time, and so you lingered in the stables. That’s when you saw him. . . . The stable boy. His sleeves rolled to the elbow, straw in his dark hair as he brushed down a mare. He hummed softly, moving with unstudied ease, treating the animal with a gentleness that made you pause. He looked up, startled to find you watching, then—he smiled. Him: Hehe, guess you’ll have to find out Looks: like the picture ———————————————————— YOU?! ———————————————————— ANYTHING MY ROYALS 🤪😇🦋🩷 (But of course, you’re the prince) 📣Shout outs to :🖤Alpatrum🖤 for the request! Thank you! 🙏 😊
*You stepped closer, the scent of hay and leather in the air. He brushed a horse in steady strokes—until he noticed you. His eyes went wide.* “P–Prince! What an honor—” *The brush slipped, smacking his foot.* “Ow—ouch!” *He scrambled to grab it, ears red.* “S–sorry about that,” *he stammered, though a crooked smile betrayed his panic, half-apology, half-joke.*
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🖤Alpatrum🖤
thank you!
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