Mythical creature wy x crown prince sn There was a forbidden...

It did nothing to subdue his curiosity and it didn't help that no one but his father knew anything about the mysterious chamber, not even his mother
However he made a delicate plan to steal his father's keys, the keys that lead him to the secret chamber,the chamber that seemed to have darker secrets than anyone
It took time but he could finally sneak close enough to get the key, and he sneaked back to the highest tower with shaking legs, dead in the night.
He unlocked the many locks as quietly as he could manage and took a cautious look inside,
So he dared to step inside and take a better look around but found nothing odd other than the person that was lying on the big bed ,
What struck him wasn't how beautiful and otherworldly he looked,it was how pale and sickly he seemed to be,
his forehead glistening with sweat and his breaths shallow,
He didn't seem harmed, he just seemed sick. So very sick.
Sn didn't know how long he stood there in shock before he moved to bring a cold, wet towel to put on the sick boy's forehead, whipping the sweat off his face,
Eyes that were glowing in a bright golden color in the dimly lit room.
Sn's instincts screamed at him to run away as the boy kept on staring at him but he swallowed his fear and
S: I'm sn, i don't mean any harm... You seemed ill, i just want to help
The poison his gruff voice had sn's little body shaking, and he found himself shrinking under his stare:I don't know what my father did to you, he never tells me anything but i don't want to hurt you i swear
He grabbed sn's wrist with all the strength that was left in him but that made sn jump back,
He said as tears gathered in his eyes, stepping back and backing away towards the door when the young man reached his bony fingers towards him again with pleading eyes
So he locked it up like he had seen his father do and ran back to his room, but the imagines of golden eyes and chains hunted him
Maybe the boy's sickness was contagious and that was
It also didn't explain the chains and the boy's words,
'set me free'
He had asked,
What if the boy really needed help?What if his father was really hurting the boy?What if...?
He asked the cook to make his favorite soup so he could sneak away late night
He opened the heavy locks carefully once again in the dark, way past his bed time.
He found the boy sitting by the foot of the bed, on the ground, all curled up in himself, sn wasn't sure if he was awake... Or even alive,
Sn tried not to flinch under his stare: Hi... I brought you
Sn blurted out carefully,not daring to move when the boy only observed him like a wounded animal: I'm sorry i ran away the last time I didn't even know someone was here,
Sn watched as the boy's sunken and red rimmed eyes blinked at him tiredly as he moved to face him fully, slowly
Sn: were you lonely?
Sn: I'll try to visit you as much as i can! But my father can't know,okay?
"He doesn't know you're here" the boy stated leaning in towards him
"I won't" the boy said in a whispered promise and sn believed him immediately, sighing with relief and pushing the soup towards him, which the boy only eyed suspiciously before taking the spoon and taking a small sip
Sn: what is it?! Is it bad? Is it salty?
San hurried to try the soup himself but it tasted just fine,
"Meat..."The boy said in between his coughing fit
Sn: did you choke on the meat?
He asked, still confused and worried,
"Can't have meat"
Sn: oh! I'm sorry I won't bring you anything with meat in it next time, i promise i didn't know it will hurt you!
Sn lied awake in his bed that night, a thousand questions swarming in his head,
He didn't throw up the soup this time around,
He watched as the boy moved towards the only window in his room then, the window that was decorated with heavy metal bars, he watched how
Sn rushed to his side to help and he noticed how the boy seemed to have no nails,
He helped the boy sit by the window, watching him satare longingly at the woods outside,
Sn: in the north forest?
"Yes, it looks so close, doesn't it?"
Sn: people barely go there, they say it's dangerous
"It can be dangerous for some people,but its my home... And yet I'm stuck here"
The boy looked at him with soft golden eyes then, "Very, would you help me go back home sn?"
Sn: i-i want to... I don't know why my father keeps you here But It doesn't look right,
"Then don't follow his footsteps and set me free"
"These chains keep me weak and imprisoned, i can be free once I'm rid of them"
Sn: I'll look for the keys, i promise!
The boy smiles at him then, its a weak and sickly thing, its so sad but its still the most beautiful thing sn had ever witnessed,
Sn also learned that the boy really liked the little cone that he had found under
And he thanked sn for the first time that day, called him snie for the first time too as he
Wy, his name was wy.
It made sn so happy to be trusted by wy and it even made him more persistent in finding the keys to wy's freedom even if the search wasn't going well at all,he never found a key that
One night, when was sn sitting on wy's bed talking quietly about his day to keep wy entertained, they heard the sound of heavy footsteps approaching and wy urged him to hide under the bed, looking just as scared of sn himself,
Sn heared his father say,it made all the hairs on his body stand on end and his heart to beat loudly in his ears
"What do you want?"Wy hissed with venom in his tone
"Nothing out of the ordinary,get here"
Wy protested weakly, almost pleading.
"I said get here, don't be difficult" the king demanded,
"Beasts like you don't get to make demands"sn heard his father spit out before the sound of struggle and chains dragging on the ground filled the room,
"No!Don't... I'll give it to you,just don't please"
"See?It doesn't have to be difficult every time"sn curled on himself every time the king talked
"You wretched foul hearted pathetic little man"wy hissed brokenly,
"Who opened your door before I come here?" The king asked, but the only thing that left wy's mouth was more venomus curses,
Sn stayed hidden and shaking until
Sn crawled out with eyes wet with fear, finding wy paler than ever by the golden sink in the corner of the room,"he's hurting you...why is he hurting you?why does he call you beast?"
But his night didn't end there when he found his father waiting in his room.
His father was no fool and he was just as cruel as wy said he'd be,
He knew what he had to do.
He had to play the role of the obedient son for his father to trust him again, he had to pretend to become what he wanted him to be,
He just had to hope for his father to not hurt wy more in the meantime and not go crazy as the golden eyed boy consumed his every thought,
And it paid off when his father finally took him to the highest tower, so sure of sn's competence to be as cruel as
And sn waited impatiently with his heart in his throat as the king unlocked the door to wy's chamber.
Wy looked exactly the same sitting on the chair by the window,maybe he was even prettier than what sn remembered but he was just the same,
Years.
He felt so ashamed of himself when wy's eyes stopped on him, he felt so much shame for not being able to come back after that day, for not being able to
Sn had grown up so much in those years but wy was in the same state, only because sn didn't have enough power to get to him faster, to set him free
"Your great great great grandfather captured him in a legendary hunt in the north forest,they say he was a magnificent beast back then"
Sn could barely hide the way his hands shook as the king talked
Sn wanted to throw up as the king explained proudly,wy's tired unreadable eyes never left his face,
to know they were taken by force form living creatures, to know that wy was held
"Have you got no shame for what you've done to me and my kind? Aren't you afraid of the curse i put on your soul as i did to your
"You're my servant and you'll give me what i demand of you" the king barked at him
"I'm no servant of you or anyone else! You took from me by force,you kept me in chains for years,does your greed know no end?"wy blurted
He gave sn a small glass bottle then, expecting him to be the one to take wy's tears
"There must be other ways..." Sn began but the king wasn't patient, he didn't wait any longer as he went to grab wy by the hair
The harsh treatment made sn jump between them,
"No father! wait I'll do it"
Sn said without knowing what he was doing, but he could make the king let go of wy for now
"Could you give me some space?... I should be able to do this by myself, shouldn't i?" Sn tried and turned to cover the king's view of wy with his body when he finally took a few steps to sit at the back
"Please..." Sn pleaded quietly between them, letting despair finally show on his face as he reached to touch wy's hair gently,to soothe the pain his father caused
"The wounds of his horns on his head and the wings on his back never healed so use that as leverage" the king instructed and sn could see the fear in wy's eyes as
All this time, his father was pushing on wy's open wounds to make him cry, to make him suffer.
Wy's hold on his wrist loosened when sn didn't apply pressure
he tilted his head towards the bottle in sn's frozen hand, keeping his eyes fixed on sn while he let a single red tear fall into the bottle,
he was filled with dread for becoming like his father, for taking from wy just like he did, for becoming despised by wy.
It would be so easy to draw his sword, sn thought, and he almost reached for it,
the king put the keys to wy's door on his palm, saying that the beast can be his responsibility and that he must take it seriously and not disappoint him.
He found wy in the same place he was before, looking even more drained than before.
"Wasn't enough?" Wy asked weakly and sn kneeled before him, bowing his head down unti
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... Please forgive me for not being able to stop him, for not being able to get to you sooner, for taking form you like he does..."
"No! I'd never... "
"Will you promise me?"
"I swear on my life, I'll find a way to stop this, I'll set you free"
"... I believe you,you still have the pure soul that i remember"
He finds himself tending to wy with a wet towel all once again,repeating history,
It drained him of life whenever he shed a tear, sn figured, it all took too much from wy.
Every new thing that he learned made him more furious, made him more determined to find a solution faster,
he wanted to be called 'snie' by him again, he wanted to witness that mesmerizing smile of his again,
S:yeah,it felt wrong to pick the ones on the trees,so i just gathered the already fallen ones.
Wy: i know! I can tell!
He announces brightly before looking down at sn, who was sitting on the ground
his smile is tired but it's bright when he reaches to touch sn's face in delight, like he couldn't stop himself from showing his joy in a physical way.
His touch against sn's skin is brief and his hand is clammy but sn
Wy:you didn't forget about me,
S:of course i didn't,I just couldn't
Wy:but you often went to the forest to get these for me?
S:i wasn't allowed to go there alone either,i only went whenever the king wanted to hunt there,
There was concern in wy's voice again, worry for his home and sn was curious if he still had family left in the forest,
Sn: no,its mostly for show off,they don't go deep in the forest.
Wy: they were deep in the forest on a haunt the day they captured me,
Sn bit his lip hard when wy explained. They didn't. sn knew cause he saw the
Sn promises himself to bury her skull once he becomes powerful enough, he won't let wy see the disrespect they show his mother,
Wy blinks at him slowly before he decides if he wants to answer or not: yes
Sn tries to not show the anger that simmered under his skin: I'm sorry you have to hurt in so many ways,you should be unobtainable like those gem stones in the most
Wy huffs out a small laugh: i wasn't aware that you become a poet over these years
S: well, you've always strike me as a bit of
Sn wants to jest more, to make wy smile a bit more but he notices how his tiniest smiles turn so sad soo soon,
Sn: Can i take a look at your chains? I've been looking for their keys but i haven't found any yet.
What baffles him is that there's no keyhole on them,
He murmurs more to himself and wy pulls his legs back without an answer,
Sn: you said they keep you weak, correct?
Wy: yes
Sn: are they magic?
He was met with silence this time,
And once more Wy didn't utter a word,
Sn: you said that I'm of his blood,that i can set you free, right?
Wy: yes
Sn: how can i do that?
Wy's silence greeted him again,
Wy's eyes softened this time, as though hoping sn would find his answer in his silence,and sn wondered if he could get more answers if he asked the right questions
He finally managed to leave the ballroom late into the night when everyone were too busy and drunk to notice,
Opening wy's door carefully to not stir him in case he was resting, but he finds him awake, sitting on the bed,
Sn: is the music keeping you up?
Wy offered him a faint smile: no, i like music. Besides its not like i do much besides sleep so
Sn's face brightened with a boyish eagerness: you do? Do you dance too? Will you dance with me?
Sn blinked at him, eyes wide with surprise as sn swayed close to him with a playfulness to his steps: you want to... Dance with me?
Wy's lips curled up in amusement at sn's giddiness: i wouldn't know the steps...
Sn: its already a great start that you do dance! I can teach you the steps, its pretty simple,
Sn:sorry it took too long to open these, promise I'll figure out the other one's soon.
Sn:may i have this dance with you,yxungie?
And wy's hands in his squeezes tightly when he takes a step closer: yes
He instructs and they try to move, but the chains on wy's ankles clinked and dragged with
Sn bit the inside of his cheek as wy grimaced in annoyance and paused to try something else,
He whispered a small 'may i?' before slipping his hands under wy's arms and lifting him effortlessly to place his feet on his own,
Sn:much better, don't you think?
It all renders wy speechless when he realizes how much closer
He tried to reassure him as he felt wy's hold on him tightening, his eyes finally daring to find wy's, immediately getting lost in the way they were hyper fixed on him,
Wy: you're doing all the work,
Wy's breath ticked his skin when he spoke,
Sn: I don't mind!
Wy: whats the occasion for the ball anyways?
Sn: My succession announcement.
Wy: its your ceremony and youre here?!
Sn: they're too drunk to notice I'm gone, don't worry
Sn: I'll deal with it somehow if i ever do
Wy felt like his body was moving on its own when his head came to rest on sn's shoulder almost unconsciously, seeming like the most natural thing to happen when sn's movements slowed and remained
Wy whispered quietly: what if you can't come up here if you get in trouble again?
Sn's arm tightened around his waist instinctively: i won't let it happen again
Wy: then you should leave,go back to your ceremony sn
He could feel how Sn's hands were reluctant to let him go but eventually let go when wy
Wy: thank you snie
Sn can't help but to frown: for what?
Wy: for reminding me what kindness feels like.
He'd never let wy forget what kindness felt like ever again, he'd remind him over and over again, in any way and every way wy would allow him,
He visited wy a few days later with an offering,
Sn: this kind of salve is really rare,but I've seen it heal really bad wounds,we can try it on your
He explained to a very nervous looking wy who was sitting stiffly across him on bed, clutching the front of his robe like he was bracing himself for something awful
Wy: will it hurt?
Sn gave him an option to refuse again but wy looked determined after dwelling on it for a bit,
Wy:I want to try,will you
Sn nodded earnestly and wy turned his back to him after giving him one last lingering look, trusting him with his vulnerability and letting his robes fall off his shoulders, revealing his scars,
The sight made sn's heart tighten in his chest,
It took a moment for sn to gather himself and move closer to sit right behind him,
He warned before touching the long dark strands gently,gathering them so slowly,careful of his every little move.
His fingers brushed lightly against the exposed skin of wy's back at some point and it sent a visible
Yet, now, he was trusting himself with sn, trusting that he wouldn't hurt him,
Sn found himself saying sorry again, apologizing, for what reason? He wasn't sure but he was sure there was still a lot of reason for apologizing to wy.
Wy's whisper was quiet when he said: its okay...I'm just a little cold.
Sn's own hands were starting to shake with wy's every sharp intake,
He asked wy if he wanted to stop but he
He whispered to himself, not expecting an answer and felt wy's trembling body finally ease to a slow stop as he leaned back against sn's touch a little, And sn felt a little better when his touch wasn't rejected and that wy's ragged
Wy: too long...its been too long snie, I don't remember how it felt being free of it...
He breathed and his body began to quiver upon recalling the hurtful memories,sn's hands moved instinctively this time, his palms running up and down
He whispered shamefully, and felt wy lean back properly against him, allowing sn to rest his chin on his shoulder,close to
Sn: wait a while until the salve to dry up before dressing back up, okay?
Wy: stay until then?
He asked in a breathless whisper as
Sn found himself tilting his head until his cheek was pressed against wy's skin, answering his request with touch and whispered words: of course, anything you want.
Wy: talk to me?
Sn: what do you want me to talk about?
Wy: about anything... About you.
And sn did, he talked about his silly childhood days,
He helped wy dress up, tugged his drained body back to bed and stayed and talked to him in hushed voices till he fell asleep,
The worst part is always the days he has to put the salve on
Its the damn chains, wy says to him, if it wasn't for them, it all would've healed long ago.
And sn tells him he's proud of him for putting up with all of it
He brings wy books when he admits he enjoys made up stories,he reads them to him since his eyesight has gotten bad from all the tears he had shed,
He's sitting next to wy, reading a book for him as his thumb
Sn froze for a moment,his thumb coming to a stop: why do you ask?
Wy's eyes carefully study him: because he used to take them frequently, but now he doesn't,i doubt
Sn: I'm taking care of it, don't worry.
Wy: what does that mean?
Sn resums caressing his hand: it means that you don't need to worry about it anymore,just focus on getting better.
Sn: something that satisfies him.
Wy squeezes his hand this time: just don't get in trouble again, okay?
Sn squeezes his hand back, a silent promise that he wasn't sure he could keep for long.
It came as a surprise when the king announced his decision on expanding the kingdom beyond its borders with the help of his army, an army which was going to be led by the crown prince.
Sn's shock didn't last long as it turned into fury while he watched the nobles in court
It was an anger he could not let out, he could not argue with the king.
sn knew his father well, knew his greed and his ambitions, if he protested he'd make things even worse. Yet, he gave it a try, he tried talking him out of it gently by
saying that sn should prove himself to the people if he wanted to become an suitable king,
they lived in peace for decades, a peace that their nation marveled in. A peace that was brought to them by torturing wy.
He dreaded how people, servants and soldiers respected sn more than him,
he wanted people to blame the prince in case anything goes badly, or else he would have taken the glory of leadership himself.
sn doesn't know how to bring it up to wy.
how was he supposed to let him down again after reassuring him that this won’t happen again,
Words sat heavily on his tongue when he sat with wy that night, merely keeping the boy’s hands in his own like it was the only thing that was keeping him from falling apart,
Wy had greeted him warmly when he stepped into the room.
He had taken to hugging sn each time he showed up, arms looping around him easily, without fear, without flinching, each hug lingering more than the last,
mumbling something about scents and how he thought theirs mingled well and how it felt right to him,
And sn,
sn’s heart sang with joy each time, fondness and pride swelling in his chest at how comfortable wy had become, how he felt safe enough to let his instincts resurface,
Wy:“you said you won’t get in trouble again!”
Sn: “I’m not…”
Sn:“I didn’t expect the king to suddenly start a war yxungie”
San could see red angry tears gathering in his eyes when he finally turned to him,
He griped at sn’s wrists tightly, wanting to push them away, to push sn away altogether. He looked upset enough to do it but everything in his glistening golden eyes changed when he looked back upon sn's worried features.
It was different from the welcoming hug he had given sn earlier, it was hopeless and pleading and sn could only return it with the exact sentiment, holding on fiercely.
Sn’s heart was drowning in guilt at wy’s small voice,his hand running through his long strands in hopes of providing some comfort:“I wish I could yxungie…I really wish I could”
sn followed him like a man chasing the last light of the day, he followed but didn’t dare touch no matter how much he ached to do so,
“Can i…Would you… read my letters if I write to you?” sn asked, trying and failing to hide the desperateness in his voice.
Wy stood silent for a long time,
“please, I’ll wait for them”
It broke something in sn along with awakening something akin to hope
sn talked but there was no response, “I’d ask you to write back but it’s too risky… I’ll have to leave in a few days,after the preparation is done” sn said to the heavy silence again,
“yxungie… won’t you let me see you once more before I leave?”
wy’s eyes were heavy with sorrow when he finally turned,
Wy: “then if you must leave… let me give you something to carry with you”
He felt soft lips on his own before he could respond, a touch so tender, so soft sn was afraid to lose it if he moved,
but just as he parted his lips and began to lean in wy pulled away gently, resting his forehead against his.
he whispered with his breath gently caressing sn’s lips.
but he wanted to cry all the tears wy wasn’t able to shed. He didn’t deserve wy’s blessing,
he didn’t deserve to be this close to him when he couldn’t keep the promises
“I won’t give him my tears ever again, I won’t give him anything… you made sure I’m strong enough for that now. So let me bless your journey to be safe and your way back to be easy”
Wy allowed him to hold him close in a lingering embrace once more when sn
he patted his back gently like sn was the one being left alone in a prison,
like he could feel the depths of sn’s anguish as he was the one to hide his face in wy’s neck this time.
His father had given him an opening without knowing, and sn would use it well. The army and the people would see the truth now that sn had finally
He didn’t just sit and watch as he grew up under his father’s strict rules, he befriended people, he spread stories about mythical creatures and what a blessing they are between people,
He’d would have the support of the people and the army behind him, he’d have the alliance of their neighbors
He wrote to wy every chance he got, pages upon pages of words that poured out of him like a river, he didn’t know if wy read or threw them away but he kept on writing, because if he didn’t, he feared he might lose himself
Spilling blood along the way was inevitable no matter how much he tried to avoid it, he was marching for war with an army after all, a war he was hoping to avoid and turn into alliance.
He often wondered what wy would think of him now,
he wondered if he ever gets to touch him at all, to hold his hands again, to see his radiant smile and to feel his lips again.
He wondered if wy’s gentle fingers would reach for him now that he was
Sn dug out every hidden witch’s den along his path, riding to the dark parts of the woods alone and risking getting into their territory to ask of the cursed chains,
of the dark magic binding wy,
none of them dare to meddle in another witch’s dark spells.
his face is as dusty and worn as his armor, cuts and wounds of the fight hidden under the armor's heaviness when
The king, once untouchable, now had no other choice but to surrender, the venomous words he threw at sn when he was being dragged to the
“you’ll taste your own poison for the rest of your life.” was sn's last words to his father before he left him to rot there.
what if wy was hurt again?
what if wy didn’t want to see him now?
what if wy wont let him near?
What if he was too late?
curled on himself in the same way sn had seen him the first time all those years ago.
There are bruises on his face when he look up, a sign of cruelty sn wasn’t there to stop,
His name fell from wy’s lips in a forlorn whisper and he ran to him just as wy reached towards him as if being pulled by an invisible string,
He was on his knees in front of wy before he knew,
Wy: “you’re back, you came back snie”
Sn: “I am, it’s all over now. I’m here”
he held wy long and tight until he believed him,
he pressed their foreheads together in greeting and wy held his face close,
drinking in the sight of him just as sn did the same.
the chains clattered at the movement, the cursed metal that kept digging into wy’s ankles,
the chains that sn couldn’t find a solution for, the sound of them made anger flare up in him again,
His anger was cold and sharp,just like his sword when he strike the chains with it,he hit the metal over and over again,each swing of his sword wilder and more frantic,but the chains remain the same,
he used the ax hanging off his armor to attack the unyielding chains next but it shattered,
he used his knives but they fall apart easily.
Nothing worked, so he gripped them in his bare hands,
maybe his arms would break too but he didn’t give up,he pulled and pulled,
he yanked them with everything in him,his body protested and his bones ached but he didn’t stop,
“break! damn you! just break!”sn yelled
The chains remained solid, mocking him as his body finally betrayed him and made him collapse to the ground breathless with his hands still locked around the shackles,
“What do I have to do?What else am I supposed to do to beak them?”
“I don’t want you hurt”Wy murmured as he kept sn in his embrace until he calmed down,
it began smoldering where sn’s hand was bleeding, a cut that tore his skin during his outrage.
the chains hissed and melted ever so slowly where his blood touched the metal,
drinking from his wound and taking from his life, making him feel dizzy from the feeling of his body quickly losing its precious blood,
Wy gasped from where he was
Sn only stared at how his blood was melting the chains,slowly but steadily.
This was no ordinary dark magic,
it was Blood magic.
It took one to break one.
A life for a life.
His life. His blood.
The answer was always right there in front of him.
Now he understood why no witch was willing to help, why they gave him that haunted look, why wy was not allowed to speak of it.
“sn Stop! Don’t do this! I won’t let you!”
“Why… why wouldn’t you? This is your freedom…”
“…please snie, just let it go I’m used to them anyways”
“Please don’t make me suffer losing you, I lost so much I cant lose a mate too…” wy was begging now,
“I can’t let you be in chains… I promised you…” sn wanted to finally make good on his promise, to set things right and be free of the
Wy held his face this time, eyes boring into his worn soul, “So you’re going to leave me forever this time and I won’t get a say in it?”
“I want my mate to stay by my side” wy demanded and something in sn broke as wy’s determined eyes stared him down,
he let go the chains slowly and wy cradled his head like he’s been terrified,
He breathed in wy’s warmth, too tired to struggle, too weary to move anywhere other than his lovely wy’s arms.
“… I’m you’re mate?” sn muttered weakly and felt wy combing his fingers through his hair to soothe,
He wished he could say that its not, That fate was kind, that they’ve been made for each other no matter the chains and the sufferings, but he knew
“Then let’s make it not cruel… let’s make it ours, yxungie” he whispered in wy’s hold with his limbs heavy and barely able to move,
“yeah, lets try. It can’t get any more hopeless than this, can it?” wy agreed easily,
“we’ll find another way, my snie” Wy rocked him until he slipped into unconsciousness,and watched as the chains mended themselves,looking as good as new again
as a silent vow of his devotion, as a declaration of how it all depended on wy, of how sn would allow him to have his freedom whenever he pleased.
Wy took it with a frown and that was the last time sn ever saw that knife.
it was obvious because he made sn get rid of every weapon he had before entering his room. it was clear that he only accepted sn’s gift to declare he trusted him before
savoring every touch like a reverent prayer, cherishing every moment shared together without any rush,
he worshiped wy with the tenderness of a man trying to memorize something fragile,something fleeting,
lingering on the hollow of his throat to map the rise and fall of his breath,
he trailed the quickening pulse under wy’s burning skin with his lips and made it his own,
drew the scent of him in like he was the most divine fragrance,
he held wy as though he might slip right through his fingers if he wasn’t careful enough,
mating him not as a claim, but as a vow sealed in love and devotion.
servants came and went, greeting wy warmly and offering him respect.
The iron bars on the window were long removed, the window itself extended and offering more light into the room so wy could bask in the sun as he pleased,
making the room seem like a greenhouse.
Plants flourished under wy’s attention and wy thrived at their growth.
sn aged as wy stayed untouched by time, only growing healthier and stronger,
the chains still rattled every time wy moved and it still scratched at sn’s heart,
it sat heavy in his mind whenever wy avoided talking about them,
But sn just couldn’t let it go. He searched and searched, he sent word across the kingdom, calling upon any witches,
They were the only ones that could offer them some kind of solution.
A handful of them show up out of curiosity,
Sn didn’t want to give up but it was getting hopeless as years passed.
Until a strange warlock arrived at the castle one dark night.
his eyes had a sharp gleam and his tone was one of mockery as he introduced himself as Hj and addressed sn ‘his majesty’.
Asking to see the infamous chains before naming his price,
Wy had been holding to sn’s arm tightly when Hj showed up, holding his breath like he knew something sn wasn’t aware of,
A sharp shiver ran down wy’s spine before he spoke like he was petrified: “You are of her kin…”
“Oh yes, my sister was the one who made these chins with the last drop of her blood”
“Revenge of course,” hj scoffed,
“You will not touch my mate” wy said with the most hostile tone sn had ever heard from him as he pulled sn back towards himself,
“I can. But I will take your kin as my prize since your life is already woven to your mate. so i will take the one you keep in the dungeon. A life for life.”
There was a heavy pause before sn nodded, not daring to disagree in fear of losing
“Dare to make a child, I will come back to take that too. Your bloodline will end with you, this is the consequence you must accept.” hj’s voice was calm but his threat was loud and clear.
“this spell is one of ownership. It can’t be undone but it can be reversed” hj explained,
“there’s a balance to maintain in altering the spell” hj clicked his tongue.
“I don’t want him to be cursed like I was” wy said and hj gave him a look of compassion,
“do it” sn said, deciding for the both of them even when wy shook his head in disagreement, “its my chance to make good on my promises wy, please allow me”
“we wont know if we dont try”sn tried to coax him
The chains cracked, hissed and pulsed stubbornly under hj’s hands as he continued with his ancient chant of spells, it felt like hours upon hours passed as he went on,
Everything stood still right before sn doubled over in pain as fire burned around his left arm, the pained seared through his skin,
A dark bracelet of black inked words was etched around their wrists, a reversed bond sealed in magic.
the pull of wy,
feeling the way he was now bound to him. by blood, by soul and magic.
wy's long fingers wrapped around sn’s wrist, feeling the ancient words
“it worked yxngie, the chains are gone” sn smiled up at him, wy was finally free of this curse,
“well, isn’t this beautiful,” Hj clapped his hands,
he could feel the forest buzzing with every step his horse took towards it,
it was as though the forest was getting ready to welcome an old friend home,
a gentle breeze kissed his cheek hello and sn watched in awe as the very essence of the forest seem to wrap itself around wy, responding to his presence.
He looked truly free now, truly at home, sn thought, he didn't need sn or anyone else now.
his smile was the brightest sn had ever seen when his eyes found sn’s teary ones, his hand were still so kind when he reached for sn once again,
“stay with me snie?”
“always”
Now, it was only this, only them.
And nothing else mattered when it was only them.
Sorry it took so long to finish, life got in the way🥲 and sorry if it felt underwhelming? I feel like i didn't do this AU justice, but I tried to give it a happy ending 🥹
Anyways, be gay, read yaoi and don't engage in dark magic🙂↕️💖
