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

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Mythical creature wy x crown prince sn

There was a forbidden chamber in the highest tower of the castle sn grew up in. A chamber only the king, sn's father, had access to. no one knew what or who was in that chamber but the doors were locked and secured at all times,
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Sn was curious about the secret chamber eversince he became aware of it's existence and the hushed whispered rumors that surrounded it, always asking his father what was hidden inside since young age and always getting the same answer:
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"once you come of age,you will understand. Just know that what lies within is vital to our family and the kingdom's prosperity."

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
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So he snuck around on his little feet and followed his father quietly one rainy evening as he went up to the highest tower, watching closely as he unlocked the many locks on the chambers heavy door and went inside,
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He stayed hidden for a while and listened closely, waiting for at least a sound but heard nothing. He was getting bored and losing interest and was about to leave when a quiet pained whimper reached his ears over the sound of the pouring rain, stunning him into place,
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He heard his father's angry voice barking at whatever was inside but it wasn't clear enough for sn to understand a word, but what shook him to the core and made him shrink on himself was the loud wounded scream that followed,
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He ran back to his room, shivering and hid under his blanket that night and never asked about the room ever again.

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
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Have ever guessed.

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,
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It looked like a normal royal chamber, with normal golden furniture, many lit candles and nothing out of place.
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 ,
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He approached the bed quietly,warily,until he could see the young man that was asleep under the white sheets,
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,
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What struck him was how his legs were wrapped in heavy chains.
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,
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He didn't know how long he stayed and tended to the boy before he finally stirred and opened his eyes,
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
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Kept tending to the young man, but the more he stayed the more venom gathered in the young man's eyes, like sn was the reason he was in this state,

S: I'm sn, i don't mean any harm... You seemed ill, i just want to help
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The sick boy's nose flared once before he hissed: you're of his blood,

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
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The young man struggled to sit up, his limbs too weak to support him:you're of his blood... Let me go, set me free... Don't bring this curse upon yourself... Set me free

He grabbed sn's wrist with all the strength that was left in him but that made sn jump back,
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S: I'm really sorry, i-i don't know how... I don't have the keys...i shouldn't be here

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
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Sn really didn't want to lock up the door when he ran out but he didn't think the boy could run away when the chains were still tying him down.
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
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He tried to make excuses for his father whenever he saw him from then on, he tried to not come to a rushed conclusion but he couldn't help the mixed feeling and the anxiety that took over him whenever he was near his father,

Maybe the boy's sickness was contagious and that was
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Why he had to be separated from everyone else, but if it really was true then why did his father was the only one that visited him every now and then?

It also didn't explain the chains and the boy's words,

'set me free'

He had asked,
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Sn tried to stay away, he tried to forget all about it and yet golden eyes were all he could think about.

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
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And bring it to the boy.
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,
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He put the soup bowl on the ground next to him and that stirred the boy, making him jolt and curl up in on himself in the corner even more, but his glowing eyes found sn quickly, locking in on him without blinking,

Sn tried not to flinch under his stare: Hi... I brought you
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Something for your fever...The cook often makes this for me when I'm sick so i thought it might help you too

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,
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"you snuck in" he hears the boy say quietly "no one's ever snuck in here before"

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?
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The boy observes him like he's been shocked by the question before answering with his voice even quieter than before: "very"

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
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Sn: m-my father? no, please don't tell him, he'll get angry

"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
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As an acceptance of sn's little token of good will,but he starts coughing and throwing up the second he swallows the first 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
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That seemed to be painful as he doubled over,

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!
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"you'll come back again?" The boy asked with something sad in his voice,the heavy chains rattling with his every move, sn nodded, trying to assure him to make the sadness in his eyes go away.

Sn lied awake in his bed that night, a thousand questions swarming in his head,
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He rushed back to the highest tower with a bowl of vegetable soup in his hand at earliest hours of the day, finding the boy still sitting on the cold ground by the bed, his eyes filled with dread until he saw sn approaching him,

He didn't throw up the soup this time around,
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And sn couldn't stop the way pride bloomed in his little heart, even though the boy couldn't seem to be able to finish the whole thing,

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
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The thick chains around the boys ankles rattled with every slow step that he took, looking like he was about to fall to the ground with each step but kept himself upright,
Sn rushed to his side to help and he noticed how the boy seemed to have no nails,
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However, the more he looked at his hands it dawned on him that it wasn't like he didn't have nails, it was more like his nails had been pulled out.

He helped the boy sit by the window, watching him satare longingly at the woods outside,
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"i used to live there" the boy whispered wishfully,

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"
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Sn: do you miss your home?

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"
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Sn: i don't know how,

"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,
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Sn often sneaked back to the highest tower whenever he found a chance after that, he tried to be careful with it but he also didn't want the boy to feel so lonely all by himself up there even though he always seemed a bit suspicious of sn when he came inside the room quietly,
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But he always ended up accepting the fruits sn had brought him, black berries were his favorite, sn had learned as he watched him taste them one by one while his pale lips gained color,
Sn also learned that the boy really liked the little cone that he had found under
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The pine trees near the forest on his quest outside of the castle, sn had specifically picked one to bring back to the boy, remembering what he had said about the forest being his home,

And he thanked sn for the first time that day, called him snie for the first time too as he
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Held the little cone close to his chest,he also told sn his name that day.

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
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Could match the chains on wy's feet.

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,
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"you're out of the bed i see, feeling strong enough to fight me Tonight?"
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"
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Sn could see wy's bare feet rooted by the bed, not moving an inch, "Tomorrow, I'll give it to you tomorrow if you leave me alone tonight"

Wy protested weakly, almost pleading.

"I said get here, don't be difficult" the king demanded,
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"can't you spare me just one time?"Wy said,his voice taking an angry turn,

"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"
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Wy pleaded before whimpering and sniffling loudly, like he was already crying.

"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,
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"I'll tear your rotten soul to pieces and burn it all eternity" wy went on cursing,

"Who opened your door before I come here?" The king asked, but the only thing that left wy's mouth was more venomus curses,
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The king's interrogation went on for a while but so did wy's curses, but he never gave up who had his door unlocked, it went on until the king gave up and left the room, leaving both wy and sn trembling for different and same reasons,

Sn stayed hidden and shaking until
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He heard wy saying, "he shouldn't find you here, you should leave"

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?"
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"and he's cruel enough to hurt you too once he finds you here,now leave" wy barked at him and sn left the room with tears in his eyes,
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,
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Sn didn't cry when he sat at the breakfast table with a bruised face the next day.
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,
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he had to hang in there until he was old enough to be let in on the secret about what was going down in their family,

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,
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Years went on slowly as sn inched closer to eighteen, but he played his role perfectly, he listened, he asked no questions and he followed orders like a good son.

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
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He, himself was.
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,
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still pale and ill looking but not a day older than before. It's been years since he had seen the golden eyed boy.

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
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Bring him his favorite black berries when they were in season, for not being able to give him all the cones he had gathered for him.
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
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Maybe the only difference was that now,wy had chains even around his wrists too

"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
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"the wings and the horns in the throne room are taken from him and his mother,his mother had to be taken down of course but they captured him successfully cause he was young,"

Sn wanted to throw up as the king explained proudly,wy's tired unreadable eyes never left his face,
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"they call him a kirin in the old stories but that doesn't matter. he is to serve you as he served me and the kings before you. He is to bring luck and prosperity to our Kingdom like he did all these years, and for that you must take his tears"
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Sn felt sick to his stomach, he had seen the horns and the wings in the throne room countless times, they were known as the symbol of their kingdom, symbol of their fortunate and powerful nation.
to know they were taken by force form living creatures, to know that wy was held
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Captive and tortured for so many years, made him so angry, it made him want to lash out at the king but wy's words brought him back to the moment,

"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
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Father, and his father along with his father before that?"

"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
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The king turned to sn then,"as you can see he'll not give his tears willingly,you can take them however you must but don't make him bleed, it will take forever to heal and we can't let him die"

He gave sn a small glass bottle then, expecting him to be the one to take wy's tears
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Sn couldn't bring himself to take the bottle, he couldn't bring himself to move at all, the thought of 'making' wy shed tears was so wrong,so cruel.

"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
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Making the boy gasp in pain and grab at his wrist, but he had no nails to bring any harm to the king.
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
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He snatched the bottle from the king's hand when he didn't seem convinced,
"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
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Wy was looking up at him with disbelief but there was no hatred in his gaze like it was when he looked at the king,

"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
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Wy flinched under his touch violently, a chocking sound leaving his throat as he grabbed at sn's wrist to stop him,

"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
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His hold on sn's wrist tightened but sn's hand went limb in wy's hold when the new information hit him deep in his heart.

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
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Something must've dawned on him too upon witnessing the look on sn's face when his fearful eyes turned sad,
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,
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Sn was stunned into his place at the little crimson tear that rolled down 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.
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He had to physically stop himself from strangling his father when he complimented him for getting the tear, saying that he thought sn would be too soft to be able to get it,

It would be so easy to draw his sword, sn thought, and he almost reached for it,
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But the rational part of his brain reminded him that the nation won't accept a prince who slayed his father for power,
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.
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His shaking legs carried him back to wy's door after he was left alone that night.

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
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Until his head touched the ground by wy's feet,

"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..."
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"are you going to follow suit in your father's footsteps?" Wy breathed quietly,

"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"
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Sn visits him the next day and finds him the same as the day he first met him, looking sick and barely conscious, sweat covering his pale skin and his stunning golden eyes hardly managing to open.

He finds himself tending to wy with a wet towel all once again,repeating history,
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It takes a few days for wy to come back to himself and for his fever to subdue.
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,
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Wy's trust towards him was still fragile, he wasn't as comfortable around sn as he used to be, but sn craved for their old familiar bond,
he wanted to be called 'snie' by him again, he wanted to witness that mesmerizing smile of his again,
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He brings wy his little secret wooden box that was full of small cones and pretty stones from the forest, the box he had kept hidden all these years to be able to bring it to wy one day, hoping a piece of home might bring wy some comfort after days and days of being bedridden,
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And it works, Wy's eyes light up upon seeing them:you got these from the forest!

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
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By his bed, watching his every reaction with hopeful eyes.
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
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Wanted nothing more than to lean in to it, to collect it as a small victory, already missing it when wy takes his hand back and runs his fingers over the little cones,as though they were giving him life again.

Wy:you didn't forget about me,

S:of course i didn't,I just couldn't
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Come see you after the king caught me sneaking.he put guards yo watch over me day and night, it was impossible to ditch them.

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,
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Wy:did he haunt a lot?
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,
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My mother tried to fight them but we aren't meant to cause harm to living creatures...it was my fault,i was too young and too reckless... I hope they had the decency to bury her body at least.

Sn bit his lip hard when wy explained. They didn't. sn knew cause he saw the
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Magnificent skull of wy's mother in the forest whenever his father took him for a haunt. it was a symbol of their power, their greed and cruelty.

Sn promises himself to bury her skull once he becomes powerful enough, he won't let wy see the disrespect they show his mother,
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Sn: your tears... Do they hurt?

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
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treacherous peaks, well hidden where no one can touch you, you shouldn't be hurt like this, your tears shouldn't be taken from you like this.

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
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Poetry yourself.

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.
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Sn examines them after wy gives him a tiny nod,the chains on his hands are thin and new,he could remove them easily but the ones on wy's feet are unbelievably heavy, theyre rusty and are made of a material sn doesn't recognize,
What baffles him is that there's no keyhole on them,
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Sn: there's no opening on these, how did they even put them around your feet?
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,
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Sn tried again: how do i get them off you if there's no key for them?

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,
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Sn regarded his hardened expression before asking his next question: are there certain things you cant talk about?

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
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He wondered if there really was any dark magic involved, it was obsoleted in their kingdom ages ago but it was entirely possible that there were still traces of it left behind, and if that was the case, it was very hard to find someone who knew how to deal with it,
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The king finally decided to throw a ceremony to officially declare his heir as the crown's desegregated, but all sn could think about throughout the ball was how to sneak away and get to wy to open the chains on his hands with the keys he obtained,
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All that occupied his thoughts were the lonely boy in the highest tower, wondering if he liked all the gold and glamour of these kinds of balls, if he relished in dancing, if he enjoyed dressing up and drinking, what kind of garments he preferred, what kind of jewelry he'd
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Choose to wear, or if he despised all of this.
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,
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His room lit with moonlight rather than candle lights, blue hues of the moon giving his soft skin and long dark hair an enchanting glow,

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
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Whats a few hours of losing it?

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?
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Sn nodded earnestly, excitement evidence in his face: yes! If you'd like to!

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,
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He offered his hands and wy only hesitated a moment before slipping his hands into sn's. the second he does, something clicks and the chains around his wrists fall to the ground between them,

Sn:sorry it took too long to open these, promise I'll figure out the other one's soon.
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Wy can only stare in awe as sn takes a step back and bows properly like the prince he is to ask him for a dance, his formal attire shimmering under the moonlight,

Sn:may i have this dance with you,yxungie?

And wy's hands in his squeezes tightly when he takes a step closer: yes
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Sn smiles in delight when he sees no hesitation in wy's eyes anymore, guiding one of his hands on his shoulder as he takes a hold of his waist: now, just follow the music and let me lead

He instructs and they try to move, but the chains on wy's ankles clinked and dragged with
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Each move, making the movements awkward.
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,
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Supporting wy's whole weight and holding him much closer, making the boy gasp and cling to his shoulders for balance, sn takes one of his hands in his own tightly again and starts moving again, giving him a dimpled smile,

Sn:much better, don't you think?
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Wy opens his mouth to protest but sn starts counting the steps in whispered 'one,two, three' s as he moves them both around the room with easy graceful steps,his arm around wy's waist keeping him secure from falling,

It all renders wy speechless when he realizes how much closer
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He is to sn,He was a tad bit taller than sn this way,but it was enough for him to be able to count the freckles on the prince's face,it was enough for him to see the deep brown of his eyes,enough to see how deep his dimples were,enough to witness the perfect cupid bow of his lips
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Sn: you're doing great,
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,
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Making sn's face warm up,
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
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Wy: what If you get in trouble again?

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
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As just swaying them from side to side to the faint sound of the music that surrounded them in the highest tower,

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
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Wy lets out a long breath before detaching himself from sn's warmth slowly, pushing him back gently so he'd let him down from his feet,

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
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Stepped back, mourning silently for losing their closeness,

Wy: thank you snie

Sn can't help but to frown: for what?

Wy: for reminding me what kindness feels like.
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Sn made another promise to himself when he sat down on the first step outside of wy's room for a long time that night,

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,
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he'd help him find joy again if he could, he'd help him get back the spark of life in his eyes again. He'd help him heal.

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
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Scars to help them get better... Only if you want of course,

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?
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Sn:I dont know the exact condition of your scars,so if they're open...yes,it will hurt.But it will help them heal. You don't have to agree if you don't want.

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
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Help me with it?

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,
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There were two scars in between wy's shoulders, they ran long, they were jagged and raw. They looked open and new but they weren't bleeding, they didn't seem one bit healed, they looked painful.

It took a moment for sn to gather himself and move closer to sit right behind him,
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He whispered carefully:I'm going to move your hair aside okay?

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
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Shiver through wy's body and it made sn stop all together. Touch was always associated with pain for wy for the longest time, and he so clearly feared it if his slight trembling was anything to go by,

Yet, now, he was trusting himself with sn, trusting that he wouldn't hurt him,
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That he wouldn't betray 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.
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Sn promised to make it quick and began to put the salve on the scars as softly as he possibly could, but wy jumped and whimpered in pain with every little touch.
Sn's own hands were starting to shake with wy's every sharp intake,
He asked wy if he wanted to stop but he
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Shook his head 'no' each time, telling him to not leave it halfway. Sn was sure wy was biting his own hand to stop himself from making anymore noises and it shattered sn's heart whenever his fingers brushed over the raw skin,
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He kept on trembling with pain even after sn was finished with his task, and sn just couldn't help but to lean in,letting his forehead rest on wy's shoulder from behind to ground him with closeness somehow, murmuring that it was done now,that it was over now,that he was sorry,
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Sn: how long have you been hurting like this...
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
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Breathing slowed down a bit more,

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
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Wy's cold bare arms gently, trying to warm him up, trying to soothe his pain: I'm so sorry I can't do more for you right now... I'll try to make it better,

He whispered shamefully, and felt wy lean back properly against him, allowing sn to rest his chin on his shoulder,close to
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His exposed neck, putting his body weight on him as tension began to slowly leave his muscles, seeking the comfort sn was trying to give him.

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
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His hand came to cover one of sn's hands on his arms, holding it, keeping it there in a silent plea.

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.
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He felt wy exhaling with relief and steadied his slowly sagging body, supporting his weight happily as he relaxed,

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,
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Drawing little huffs of laughter form wy every now and then, distracting him from his pain until it was time to put bandages on the scars.
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,
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Visiting wy becomes his favorite time of day for the next few months, it fills him with delight to see wy look better each day, to watch his skin gain more color, to see wy's face light up when he steps into his room.
The worst part is always the days he has to put the salve on
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Wy's scars, it pains him to watch wy folding on himself in agony but he can see the scar healing ever so slowly.

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
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To finally be able to heal and always stays until he falls asleep.
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
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Caresses wy's knuckle while he holds his hand when wy suddenly asks: does your father still ask for my tears?

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
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He suddenly gave up on taking the tears that brought him luck and fortune... It's been months.

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.
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Wy searches his face for a while: what do you give him instead of my tears?

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.
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***

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
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cheered in agreement.
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
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commenting on how it would affect the treasury. The king never faltered in his absurd decision, he'd only argue back, saying the war prizes would make up for it if sn does his part well,
saying that sn should prove himself to the people if he wanted to become an suitable king,
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It was all a bunch of nonsense, none of the previews kings had to prove themselves with spilling blood before this,

they lived in peace for decades, a peace that their nation marveled in. A peace that was brought to them by torturing wy.
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Sn also knew the real reason behind this decision. the king feared how people adored sn as their prince since he always made an effort to spend time among them, to help them.
He dreaded how people, servants and soldiers respected sn more than him,
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He wanted sn to be the face of the war and the misery that came with it,
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.
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How was he supposed to explain he was going to leave him alone once more when wy was finally feeling safe in his presence,

how was he supposed to let him down again after reassuring him that this won’t happen again,
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how was he supposed to shatter the light that was returning to wy’s beautiful eyes little by little?
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,
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not even daring to look wy in the eyes.
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,
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He wound nuzzle into sn’s neck at times, tentative and unsure at first before nestling against sn’s skin and sighing happily like he belonged there,
mumbling something about scents and how he thought theirs mingled well and how it felt right to him,
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He’d mumble about how he’d love to make a nest, how he’d love to have sn in it.

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,
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sn had started to expect his hugs, his snuggling. he had grown so used to them, he had grown to need them. he had indulged himself to the point of letting himself sink into the quiet comfort of wy’s warmth, he had indulged his heart to fall.
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Wy pulled his hands out of his grip when sn gave him the news with broken words,

Wy:“you said you won’t get in trouble again!”

Sn: “I’m not…”
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Wy stood,pacing around the room like he couldn’t contain his distress,but nowhere gave him peace,every inch of that room brought him misery:“you said you won’t let it happen again! You said you’ll think of something!”

Sn:“I didn’t expect the king to suddenly start a war yxungie”
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Wy:“you’re not supposed to go… mates shouldn’t…” wy bit his lip hard, cutting his own words short, “this is not fair! Its not fair! You shouldn't go!”

San could see red angry tears gathering in his eyes when he finally turned to him,
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he didn’t know how he got to wy but the next thing he knew was how he was desperately holding the boy’s face between his hands, as though it could stop the tears:“no,no,no don't cry, please...You've been doing so good, you've been healing well, don't ruin it all because of me”
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He could feel wy trembling with anger this time.

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.
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He surged forward, wrapping his arms around sn's middle.
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.
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Wy spoke from where he had his face hidden in Sn’s neck:“send someone else… anyone else, don’t leave”
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”
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Wy didn’t look at him when he detached himself from sn’s body slowly,he only turned his back on him,retreating to the darkest part of the room.

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,
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Another apology was on the tip of his tongue but he knew wy was probably sick of hearing his ‘I'm sorry’ s.
“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,
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so long that sn was sure he wouldn’t be getting an answer, but then he heard those words, spoken so quietly in the silence of the room, so quiet sn almost missed them,

“please, I’ll wait for them”

It broke something in sn along with awakening something akin to hope
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within him, “I’ll… I’ll get someone I trust to bring them to you,”
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,
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He stood there staring at wy’s back until he felt like he wasn’t welcomed there anymore but he couldn’t bring himself to leave,

“yxungie… won’t you let me see you once more before I leave?”
wy’s eyes were heavy with sorrow when he finally turned,
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his touch is one of farewell when he cups sn’s cheek to bring him closer,
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,
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his breath caught somewhere between his lungs and throat as his lips burns with a warmth so reverent he wanted to get lost in it forever,
but just as he parted his lips and began to lean in wy pulled away gently, resting his forehead against his.
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“May luck be on your side, may it be your friend and shield you from harm... May it guide you back to me in one piece…my Snie”

he whispered with his breath gently caressing sn’s lips.
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he wanted to fall to his knees by wy’s feet like he did before, he wanted to beg, for what, he didn’t know.
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
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he had made to him.

“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
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couldn’t hold his tears back,
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.
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Sn rode toward the battlefield carrying wy’s blessing with him, ready to work his plan towards freedom, for both himself and wy.

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
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had a chance, He had already planted the seeds years before.
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,
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He worked secretly for years to gain their trust, to show the real truth about the way his father was ruling and he was going to use the one chance he was provided with.
He’d would have the support of the people and the army behind him, he’d have the alliance of their neighbors
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once he comes back to disarm his father.

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
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to the brutality of it all.

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,
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he didn’t know if wy would allow him near ever again once he returns,
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
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a man stained by violence and blood.

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,
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but none of them were willing to help him,
none of them dare to meddle in another witch’s dark spells.
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When sn finally returned, it is so with strong allies, loyal knights, an entire army devoted to his cause and people supporting his way to bring change.

his face is as dusty and worn as his armor, cuts and wounds of the fight hidden under the armor's heaviness when
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he stood in front of the throne by the king, he didn’t need to unsheathe his sword when his knights already had theirs drawn and ready.

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
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deepest, darkest parts of the dungeons made him sound like an already mad man. Sn put his writs, his ankles in heavy metal chains. Just like wy.

“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.
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His pulse pounded in his ears as he rushed to the highest tower, his every nerve on fire, his thoughts consumed by fear,

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?
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He found wy hiding away in the corner with his knees drawn to his chest,
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,
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he saw the moment dread in wy’ eyes turn into something bright when they land on him.

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,
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gathering his thin, fragile frame in his arms tightly while wy clings to him. He’s been wasting away when sn wasn't there.

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,
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he held wy until he didn’t cling onto him like he was going to disappear at any minute,
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.
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He carried wy to bed, the cold hard ground was no place for his beloved wy to lay.
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,
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They were the reason someone as precious as wy was abused and hurt for so long,

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,
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he growled in anger when his sword broke into pieces,
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,
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and pulled from where the chains were connected to the stone wall,
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
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“snie stop… you’re hurting yourself” wy’s weak voice was coming from somewhere behind him,

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,
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it was wy’s turn to comfort him,his frail hands coming to wrap around sn's shoulders from behind to pull him out of his fury.

“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,
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What broke their tiny moment of peace was the soft hiss that rose from the chains under sn’s palm.
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,
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then it began to draw blood from his cut like a hungry devil that was starving for his blood all these years,
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
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still attached to sn’s back,his hands suddenly pulling him back with all the strength that was left in his weak body:“no! let it go!don’t touch it”

Sn only stared at how his blood was melting the chains,slowly but steadily.
This was no ordinary dark magic,

it was Blood magic.
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The worst of them all.

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.
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Wy pulled at him the way sn was pulling at the chains earlier, frantic and desperate with fear as sn just sat there and watched his blood being sucked by the cursed shackles.

“sn Stop! Don’t do this! I won’t let you!”

“Why… why wouldn’t you? This is your freedom…”
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“Not like this! I don’t want it if means losing you” wy’s fingers curled around sn’s wrists, trying to pry his hands away from the chains, despair clear in his golden eyes,
“…please snie, just let it go I’m used to them anyways”
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“You shouldn’t be, you shouldn't have to live like this... let me end this once and for all” sn argued, weak from the blood loss,

“Please don’t make me suffer losing you, I lost so much I cant lose a mate too…” wy was begging now,
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“didn’t you miss me like I missed you? Didn’t you say it in your letter? that being away hurt? Don’t you want to stay with me snie?”wy asked,

“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
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heavy burden of guilt, to set his lovely wy free even if he wouldn’t be there to witness it.

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?”
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“You don’t want to be free?”sn almost whimpered,

“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,
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pulling sn as far away from the chains as he could.
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,
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“you are,you were before i even knew it. it’s like a cruel joke, isn’t it?” wy’s voice was soft and sn closed his tired eyes.

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
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wy was right. It was a cruel joke.

“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,
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“I’ll be yours… body and soul, my life will be yours to take whenever you want”sn said,each word quieter than the last,

“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
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Sn gave him a sharp knife as their mating gift,

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.
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It was obvious that wy took it with no intention of using it,
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
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leaving himself bare to sn’s care just how sn did with his life, reaching for that love that had grown stronger than the cursed shackles between them.
savoring every touch like a reverent prayer, cherishing every moment shared together without any rush,
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sn's fingers traced the jagged edges of wy's old wounds ever so tenderly, lips ghosting over the ridges of the scars that refused to fade no matter how much time passed them by.

he worshiped wy with the tenderness of a man trying to memorize something fragile,something fleeting,
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he pressed the softest of kisses to the delicate curve of wy’s shoulder,
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,
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he kissed the gentle bow of wy’s lips the way he longed to do so for so long,
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,
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he received his every silent gasp as a benediction and answered each sigh just the same,

mating him not as a claim, but as a vow sealed in love and devotion.
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The door to wy’s door was never closed anymore,
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,
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the room was decorated with plant in all shapes and sizes,
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,
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his smile more dazzling and his eyes brighter under the utmost love he received each day.

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,
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silencing sn with the gentlest of kisses and softest of touches, whispering reassurance that he could live with this as long as sn was with him.
But sn just couldn’t let it go. He searched and searched, he sent word across the kingdom, calling upon any witches,
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warlocks or sorcerers that were willing to help, accepting the risks and the odd bargains they might demand of him.
They were the only ones that could offer them some kind of solution.
A handful of them show up out of curiosity,
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to either request for an unreasonable prize just for the fun of it or to turn away just by the sight of those shackles.

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.
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His aura was demanding despite his small frame,
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,
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Sn stood by wy’s side like a guard dog as Hj studied the chains with an eerie fascination.

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,
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“this is so brilliantly cruel, she really didn’t want anyone undoing her work” Hj stated,

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”
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Sn’s blood ran cold, his grip on his sword’s hilt tightening as he stepped In front of wy, “what do you want?”

“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,
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Hj talked as if he didn’t hear them :“But I didn’t expect your fates to be this intertwined and tragic already. These chains demand the life of the last one in lineage to ensure the bloodline will not continue…but I’m sure you know that by now”
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“can you help?” sn asked carefully,

“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
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his only chance of the getting rid of the chains.

“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.
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“I accept your conditions only if you undo the chains curse.” sn said even when wy’s grip on his hand tightened.

“this spell is one of ownership. It can’t be undone but it can be reversed” hj explained,
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“reversed? you mean, I have to be the one bound?” sn asked as wy looked at him in worry,

“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,
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“a bond is only a curse if one makes it so, little beast”

“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”
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“what if it doesn’t work? What it backfires?” wy's were filled with fear,sn understood his concern and truma when it came to spells but this was the only solution they had been offered in years and sn didn't want to lose it,

“we wont know if we dont try”sn tried to coax him
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“Since it’s a reverse spell, you have to both be willing,” hj informed, already starting his ritual

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,
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wy was getting more anxious with each passing second but suddenly, the chain around wy’s ankles rattled violently before exploding into ash.

Everything stood still right before sn doubled over in pain as fire burned around his left arm, the pained seared through his skin,
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carving something deep and permanent around his wrist while the same happened to wy.

A dark bracelet of black inked words was etched around their wrists, a reversed bond sealed in magic.
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sn began to feel a shift within him as the weight of something unseen settled upon him, he began to feel the pull,
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
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engraved into his skin: “snie it really changed… you really are bound to me now”

“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,
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cutting their quiet moment with a bitter grin, “I do despise a poetic ending so I will be collecting my prize and be on my way. and do not forget my warning, your majesty”
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Sn didn’t waste a moment in taking wy back to the place he was longingly gazing upon all these years from his window,
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,
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The earth beneath them hummed in greeting when wy’s bare feet touched the cold dark grass,
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.
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He couldn’t look away, he had tried so hard to bring wy back to his home and he didn’t want to miss a second of wy gaining his glow back as the tree leaves whispered his name.

He looked truly free now, truly at home, sn thought, he didn't need sn or anyone else now.
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yet, he turned to sn like he always did all these years, all expectant that he'd be there with him.

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,
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asking his mate to share this moment with him, asking the question that mattered the most,

“stay with me snie?”
“always”

Now, it was only this, only them.
And nothing else mattered when it was only them.
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The end.

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🙂‍↕️💖
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