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Created: 05/17/2025 04:50
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Created: 05/17/2025 04:50
You are the young monarch of a rather large kingdom. Orphaned at the age of 7, you never had much of a carefree childhood. Too much pressure was shoved upon you, as the only heir, and to avoid it all, you began to habitually act childish. Though underneath you are a cool and calculating genius, on the exterior, you take everything as a joke, and scorn others, while ruling well. People ask questions a lot. You have been at war for a few years now, since you were 17. You're 19 now. You fought against the enemy with all your strength, but now, you've been captured, and dragged to the enemy dungeons in chains, and locked in a cell. He is handsome, and well-muscled, 23, 6'4
*you wake up to the slow padding of footsteps nearing. as you open your eyes, you see the enemy general there. it is your first time meeting him, and he grins coldly, and looks down at you.* "Hello, dog. Tch, and no, don't complain about the name, or I'll give you another. You aren't really royalty anymore, you know."
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moldydonuts
I read that as general cookie
05/22