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👸🏻 king/prince laf or john ft. servant alexander maybe ??

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👸🏻for a royalty au

@mementomcriii

THE WHOLE THING is a mere game of politics. Kings have to take spouses. Normally, a king is expected to take himself a queen. But John, heir to this whole country, is not what many called “normal”. It’s not entirely a secret to the few TRUSTWORTHY advisors in the palace that John has an intense preference for men. It’s also not a secret to those few people that he had struck up a highly scandalous relationship with one Alexander Hamilton, a servant whose intelligence and charm had swept the prince right off his feet. 

SO, THE ADVISORS searched and searched until another prince was found that shared John’s preferences. They said Lafayette was kind, that he would be a perfect fit for the crown prince. They made it clear that this wasn’t a suggestion. The other prince was coming, intent on taking John’s hand in marriage. John supposed there were worse fates. He could be forced to marry a woman. But laying out in the grassy garden he had worked on with his mother as a child, Alexander tucked into his side, he can’t help but feel like the whole thing was entirely UNFAIR.

“I SHOULDN’T HAVE to marry anyone else,” he huffs, pressing his nose into the smaller male’s hair. “I want to marry you, no one else. This isn’t fair.”

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@mementomcriii ((this is one of those things where i didn’t really know where i was going with it as i typed but it’s here and yea h))

SOMETIMES, ROOMMATES DON’T tell each other everything. Hercules knew that, he did. But these guys were different. John, Laf, Alex, these weren’t just roommates. These are his friends, his FAMILY. And families weren’t supposed to have secrets. Small secrets, maybe, but not BIG ones. When you’re family, you tell each other everything. When three members of a family turn out to be vampires, you tell the human.

OR, HERCULES WOULD have appreciated it if they had.

THAT WAY HE didn’t have to walk into wild situations like this- the three of them feasting on blood. He stares at them for a while, a long while, unblinking, before making a face. “So, uh, how… How long has… Is all the red wine in this place ACTUALLY red wine?”