Arksaiv
Prince x Male reader!
- As long as you could remember, you had hated smoke, the smoke that spewed out of the Iron Stoves. the smoke that blew out of the bourgee mens mouth and onto the poor people that would get caught in the disgusting fogs, but worse of all, the smoke that came from the palace. with torches at almost every corner on the inside and the outside, flowing up to the gates of the palace and probably inside too, But how would you know? -
After being accused of stealing a pitiful loaf of bread, you get sent towards your awaiting doom- or maybe not doom but something bigger?
Prince x Male reader!
May contain mature content?
Credit to whoever drew the cover! I cant find who drew it :[