I've started this, and it's turning into a monster. I think it's a bit crackier than the OP may have wanted (try, this is the most ridiculous thing I've ever written), but there's going to be sexing and some mpreg, so hopefully that's okay? Hope you enjoy it!
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Arthur had known that taking the position of Queen of Inceptiopia was going to be hard. He had been Dominic’s royal playmate since he was just three years old, bought from his parents by King Saito when the man had been checking up on one of his investments in the poorer section of town, caught a glimpse of him hustling a dice game, and had liked the look of the him. He figured his son Dominic could use a street-smart kid to keep him out trouble and look after him. And so Arthur had lived in the palace as a hired best friend, and it was there that he realized how wrong all of the commoners of Inceptiopia really were.
See, they thought being a royal was easy. Sitting around in the plush castle all day, eating fancy little cucumber sandwiches and sipping tea and wearing ridiculous clothing. But not only was that ridiculous clothing really hard to get into (although Arthur did end up taking quite a liking to it- looking dashing in his three piece royal ensembles was great for self-esteem), the royals had a lot of responsibility. They had to make laws, they had to balance the treasury, they had to deal with politics, they had to keep hundreds of thousand of people happy, and they had to look good and make it seem effortless while doing it. The Queen had the hardest position of all; King Saito got to go out and run about with commoners, buying things and making investments in his subject’s shops and generally keeping the economy afloat all on his own, which made his people happy, and it was work he enjoyed, and it wasn’t all that hard for him. Queen Roberta, though. She had it rough. She had, technically, performed her one main Queenly duty, namely, popping out a baby, within her first year of Queendom. But it didn’t stop there. She had to take care of the palace, look after the servants, run the military, keep on good terms with neighboring countries, make sure all of their allies were kept happy, make sure all of the nobles of Inceptiopia were happy and not about to defect; the list goes on and on. While King Saito was out all day investing in carpet shops and buying science firms looking into building flying machines, Queen Roberta really had to run things. Being Queen wasn’t as easy as people thought. Arthur had a great respect for her, because while she was juggling all of that running the country business, she was also one of the kindest, most caring people he’d ever met. She really made him feel like part of the family, and she was one of the few people that let it be known she was absolutely delighted when he became a real, official part of it.
Arthur was never supposed to marry Dominic. That wasn’t a part of the plan. From the beginning, Dominic had been arranged to marry the Princess of Frenchland, Mal, and while some arranged pairs weren’t happy with their pre-determined partners, Dominic was absolutely smitten. They really cared about each other. Tragedy seems to follow royals everywhere, though, so that didn’t work out. Mal died. But that’s another fairytale for a more depressing bed time book.
Dominic didn’t take his fiancée’s death well. He was utterly heartbroken, and he had no idea what he was going to do, because his whole life, he had had this future planned, this beautiful future where he and Mal would get married and Arthur would be his best man and become his main advisor, and Mal would give him beautiful children and they would run the country together and a new golden age would start and doves would fly all over the place and the water in the rivers would turn into diamonds and fairies would grant everyone’s wishes, and he would be on a horse, and it would be amazing. Then she got into that train accident, and poof, no more kids or golden ages or diamonds or fairy dust or horses or anything.
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Arthur had known that taking the position of Queen of Inceptiopia was going to be hard. He had been Dominic’s royal playmate since he was just three years old, bought from his parents by King Saito when the man had been checking up on one of his investments in the poorer section of town, caught a glimpse of him hustling a dice game, and had liked the look of the him. He figured his son Dominic could use a street-smart kid to keep him out trouble and look after him. And so Arthur had lived in the palace as a hired best friend, and it was there that he realized how wrong all of the commoners of Inceptiopia really were.
See, they thought being a royal was easy. Sitting around in the plush castle all day, eating fancy little cucumber sandwiches and sipping tea and wearing ridiculous clothing. But not only was that ridiculous clothing really hard to get into (although Arthur did end up taking quite a liking to it- looking dashing in his three piece royal ensembles was great for self-esteem), the royals had a lot of responsibility. They had to make laws, they had to balance the treasury, they had to deal with politics, they had to keep hundreds of thousand of people happy, and they had to look good and make it seem effortless while doing it. The Queen had the hardest position of all; King Saito got to go out and run about with commoners, buying things and making investments in his subject’s shops and generally keeping the economy afloat all on his own, which made his people happy, and it was work he enjoyed, and it wasn’t all that hard for him. Queen Roberta, though. She had it rough. She had, technically, performed her one main Queenly duty, namely, popping out a baby, within her first year of Queendom. But it didn’t stop there. She had to take care of the palace, look after the servants, run the military, keep on good terms with neighboring countries, make sure all of their allies were kept happy, make sure all of the nobles of Inceptiopia were happy and not about to defect; the list goes on and on. While King Saito was out all day investing in carpet shops and buying science firms looking into building flying machines, Queen Roberta really had to run things. Being Queen wasn’t as easy as people thought. Arthur had a great respect for her, because while she was juggling all of that running the country business, she was also one of the kindest, most caring people he’d ever met. She really made him feel like part of the family, and she was one of the few people that let it be known she was absolutely delighted when he became a real, official part of it.
Arthur was never supposed to marry Dominic. That wasn’t a part of the plan. From the beginning, Dominic had been arranged to marry the Princess of Frenchland, Mal, and while some arranged pairs weren’t happy with their pre-determined partners, Dominic was absolutely smitten. They really cared about each other. Tragedy seems to follow royals everywhere, though, so that didn’t work out. Mal died. But that’s another fairytale for a more depressing bed time book.
Dominic didn’t take his fiancée’s death well. He was utterly heartbroken, and he had no idea what he was going to do, because his whole life, he had had this future planned, this beautiful future where he and Mal would get married and Arthur would be his best man and become his main advisor, and Mal would give him beautiful children and they would run the country together and a new golden age would start and doves would fly all over the place and the water in the rivers would turn into diamonds and fairies would grant everyone’s wishes, and he would be on a horse, and it would be amazing. Then she got into that train accident, and poof, no more kids or golden ages or diamonds or fairy dust or horses or anything.
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