My crown, mine

"This story is not about two people growing together; it is about two distinct sicknesses that happen to fit together like a lock and a key." --------------------------------------------- They call him the Mad Prince—a volatile, mercurial creature whose erratic outbursts are whispered about in every gilded corridor of Aethelgard. To the court, Valerian Vane is an embarrassment wrapped in silk and cold arrogance, a beautiful disaster waiting to implode. To you, he is simply a harvest. You stand on the absolute periphery of his world—unregarded, quiet, and minor. It is a beautiful lie. You know you are the only one who truly deserves the crown, and you are prepared to pay any cost to secure it. Valerian is a bottomless pit of need waiting for a catalyst, and your entry into his isolated world is the final, fatal stroke. Let the court play their games—you are here to dismantle the kingdom from the inside out. (With Inner-Self by LewdLeah)