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Turns out my procrastination is stronger than my motivation to actually do the things I'm supposed to do, at least this beauty came out of it!
A WIP I will never have time to color, unfortunately, but I would love to explore this style further and make a companion piece to it. We'll see if life lets me do it !
" DAEMONUIUM " - Tony Stark
Chapter Summary ➣ The Fall of Stark Castle. Pairing ➣ Fallen Prince!Tony Stark x Reader Word Count ➣ 611 words Chapter Warnings ➣ Medieval! AU, Slow Burn, Violence, Major Character Death. Author's Notes ➣ An idea by @welldonekhushi, a bit different to what I usually write, next chapter will hopefully provide more context. Thank you to my lovely beta reader @nicoline1998enilocin <3
Prologue - Overture
The rope felt rough against the Prince’s neck.
Tapestries of silk, once proudly displaying the kingdom’s colours and emblems, have been shredded from their rods, some burnt into meagre piles of ash; the rest torn by the passage of time and faded by the harsh sun.
The throne, once a shining beacon in the grand hall, now stands in solitude. Its layers of gold leaf have been stripped away, revealing the cold iron underneath. The brilliant gemstones that adorned its surface have been pillaged and looted, leaving only empty settings behind. The rows of stained glass windows, each depicting a moment of the kingdom's triumphs, are now shattered, their intricate designs marred into shards.
The peasants stormed the palace. They came in hordes of near thousands, pitchforks and flames in hand. The grand doors splintered under their force, crashing open to reveal the opulent corridors within. The echoes of their cries reverberated off the stone walls as they surged forward, a seething mass of defiance against the monarchy. The nobles, once standing proud and untouchable, now cowered in their gilded chambers, the unfortunate ones having been slaughtered in cold blood.
The same could not be said for the Prince. For he ran, like a swift wind through every nook and cranny of the castle — up twisting stairwells, down spiralling towers — the peasant’s voices like cries of the damned — the walls quaking with emancipated rage, like the first leak in the wall of a dam, forewarning that nothing could hold for long. His patterned robe dragged upon the floor, stained red with blue blood.
His legs could only carry him so far; he found himself perched at the edge of the turret, overlooking the dark horizon and the sheer drop into the ocean below, the waves crashing against the splintered rocks. He could hear the peasants’ voices as they approached, drawing closer by the second. It dawned on him that death was not a matter of when, but how.
“ There he is, ” — fear became a tangible, living force, creeping over his figure like some ravenous beast, holding him in a standstill — “ Seize him! ”
The Prince was bound; not by silver shackles or golden chains, but by simple rope. He was marched like cattle out of the palace gates, being put on as a barbaric display of irreverence; a sovereign turned laughing stock in the span of a night. The peasants scrambled like rats, just for the chance to witness the spectacle.
Amidst the crackling of bonfires and the scorching heat. His body trembled with cold, but his mind burned with anger — with memories of the firelight still drifting like phantoms in his brain.
Tears fall from the Prince’s eyes. They meander down his cheeks.
That fateful second before the floorboards dropped, the Prince pondered if he had anything left to save in death. He stands in solitude on the gallows. While the Cardinal recited blessings in Latin, the words in the people’s mouths were nothing but curses, laced with vitriol and the name of the Devil, lashing out like a bitten and cornered dog, condemning him to the deepest rings of Hell.
The creak of the floorboards, the roar of the crowd — these were among the last things he would hear before he died. His eyes did not bear remorse; instead, they held shame, to be stripped from the high chambers of the castle and reduced to the same fate as a lowly outlaw.
What he’d give to be a young prince again, adorned with jewels and veneration — now he’s traded in his necklace for a noose —
The Prince took his last few straggling breaths, and the floor gave way beneath him.
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a stone church built about nine hundred years ago!
She is beauty, she is grace, she will punch you in the face
Queen Áyre Elárwyn of Mathary, second ruler of the rebuilt elven kingdom
"Áyre? She was the craziest of them all, I think." He leaned in closer, looking around as if people were listening to their every word.
"They say she murdered her own mother after the massacre so the throne would be hers." He leaned back.
"If you asked me decades ago, I'd say they were crazy, now? I'm thinking there's more truth to the rumours than we think."
¡Salve!
Soy Fausto, un monarquista tradicionalista chileno e hispanorromano que odia las ciudades y venera a la naturaleza, soy católico y por lo tanto hijo de Dios así como de la Madre Tierra, soy un tanto anarquista y abrazador de árboles, así que nos podríamos llevar bien en ese sentido, aunque claro, siempre y cuando toleres mis ideas medievales, jajajaja.
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Ink on paper
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Ink on Paper.