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@crownedsolomon

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solliaintellectâ:
    the younger sollia brother smiled at his older one.  he always admired his older brother.  a three year difference, and still, he felt so young compared to him.  he huge his brother, glad to see him.  â thank you brother, â  he whispered.  â i hope you are doing well.  i feel like i havenât properly spoken to you in what feels like a month, â  he chuckled.
Though there was a bit of an age difference between the two, Nikolai was the first child born after him and, because of that, he and his brother had a tie to one another that not many else had, simply because Nikolai was his first playmate growing up. âThat may be my fault... I have been busy with repairs to both Sollia and Medes after the tragedy that befell weeks ago.â It was sad, but it gave Solomon an opportunity to show the people of Sollia that their royals cared for them and wanted to help them. âBut it is good to see you. Tell me, will you be staying in Sollia, or will your love of knowledge whisk you elsewhere?â
marcusofsolliaâ:
Marcus was immediately reaching for his shields when the man spoke of a beast. He paused though, knowing he wouldnât go without Solomon. âI will follow my liege to the ends of Terra.â He said, hand still halfway to one of the shields.Â
He looked to the man who had brought them the news. âBring them to us. I believe we would need to know more of this beast before we make our decision.â He said, glancing to Solomon for his approval.
A small smile teased the Sollian royalâs lips before he turned to look at the man, further listening to him as he addressed the man. The farmer could only nod before he hurried to his home, only to return a few moments later with a desecrated sheep. âMm,â Solomon spoke, hopping off of his horse to get a closer look at the sheep. The animal was clearly torn apart by an animal, but he could see that the animal in question had sharp claws.
âIt looks like another victim of a jaguar,â he spoke, turning his gaze towards Marcus. âThey seem to be worse this year, wouldnât you agree?â
fieryconsortâ:
âď¸ ââ solaris own hand wrapped around the wrist that squeezed at her throat, eyes locking with the fiery ones of her eldest son as he continued to hammer into his mother. whimpers leaving her, determination in the otherâs eyes as he grunted and groaned for his mother. âyes, i do. i like for him to finally crack the shell- finally be able to live his own life and not be so dependent on his mommyâs guidance-â the queen retorted with a smirk, the other leg moving up; foot caressing the otherâs lower back as the other thigh was grabbed so fiercely. âwho am i, huh? iâm still queen, your queen- your brotherâs queen- your fatherâs queen- the queen of sollia.â solaris moaned, tits bouncing as he picked up the pace. the desk underneath them shaking, scratching over the marble floor it stood on. âsolan- fuck- ohhh, solan!â
Despite his motherâs protests, Solomon continued to fuck her at the pace he had picked up, her thighs and breasts bouncing from the ferocity. It was a gorgeous sight, really, but Solomon wasnât going to cum simply from watching the mesmerizing sight of her flesh jiggling. No, he was going to fuck his mother in a variety of positions, show her who was truly in charge, and he smirked as she cried out to Solan. âQueen you may be, but youâre still my whore,â he stated, hand still tight around her throat as he fucked into her before, after a moment, he threw the leg that was raised up paralell with his body on the other side, lying on the dormant leg. This, in turn, had his motherâs rear end on the side, giving him a different angle to fuck into her with. âYou still crave my cock... My seed.â
northern-wxlfâ:
Humming softly, Dane gave a nod. He supposed that Solomon must have good judgement for these sorts of things. As a crowded prince, he would have been making these calls for many years now and even before that he would have been watching his mother and father do the same thing. Well, if Sollia was anything like Bergia he would have been. The gods knew that all of the Bergia princes were well versed on how to run a kingdom. That was part of the reason why Dane had run in the first place. All the small duties really got him. But after seeing the north, the whole north, and meeting all its people- Dane was thankful that he was prince. That he knew the many things his mother and father had taught him over the years. His knowledge would help to lead his people on to many more years and thats all that Dane could really hope for.Â
Sitting back in his chair a bit, Dane looked at Solomon. Eyed him up form head-to-toe. Well he was good looking. Handsome as the winter was long. And in Bergia the winters were very long. He tipped his head to the side a bit and sat forwards. His elbows resting on his knees. âCome here, Solomon. Drop the âyour gracesâ and come see what lay under my pretty furs.â Dane cooed at the other man before sitting back. HIs legs parted slightly and arms resting against the chairâs arms.Â
The Sollian crown prince was hardly an idiot - he knew very well the effect he had on people, the way that he could draw all eyes on him. And it wasnât simply because of his position as a royal and future King, either. No, it was because he was aware that he was handsome. With a strong and firm build, something not many expected of a Sollian, and plenty of furs on his body that could rival a Bergian national, he was certainly appealing the eye. And with a cock that was large and thick, but not so that it scared others off, and plenty of experience to know how to make a person tick, he was certainly the full package.
And it was clear that it was a package that the young Bergian prince admired.
Smirk adorning his lips, the Sollian took the maleâs challenge and rose to his feet, eager to accept it. Walking towards him, in between his legs, he reached down to grab the princeâs head with his hands, leaning down just enough that his nose grazed the othersâ. âDo you think you could handle it, boy?â Solomon asked, knowing he was taking a risk calling the other boy when he was a guest in his kingdom, but that didnât mean that he wasnât going to enjoy this moment, either. âDo you you think youâll be able to handle facing pleasure upon pleasure with me?â

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aureliosmyreâ:
âItâs something that I proud myself on so thank you.â Aurelios grinned as he followed Solomon out to the balcony. he could see where the storm had hit some of the structures but he also saw the beauty in the kingdom. Sollia had been one of his favorite places to visit and it was a shame that he hadnât visited more. There was no land that he cherished more than Medes but the warm hills of Sollia were a definite close second.Â
âI understand. I would return in a few weeks but I planned to be here for at least overnight so if the House of Sollia donât mind a guest, Iâd be honored if you opened up your doors to me. â He smirked.Â
âYes! That would be great!â Aurelios beamed. âThe people of Medes will rejoice to have such a strong and talented carpentry guild at our use. â He was happy that his journey to provide aid had worked in his favor as well. âYouâll have to allow me to thank you.â
âAnd it is certainly not something to be ashamed of.â He, himself, hoped to try and be generous, helping his people to the best of his ability, but at the same time, he didnât want to seem overly boastful of the things heâs accomplished. Even if he knows that itâs a great deal, and itâs before heâs even earned the crown that would one day be his. âBut we would be honored to accept you as a child of Sollia, even if only for the evening. Please... by all means, enjoy yourself while you are here.â It was important, after all, to treat the Queen with generosity when the kingdom of Medes allowed many to be guests in their own cities.
Still, he could only smile as he was given permission to enter Medes with the guild he worked tirelessly with, pleased that he would be allowed to help in their efforts to rebuild after the tragedy that befell them. âThere is no need to thank me, your grace... It should be I, thanking you, for allowing me and my men to travel to your beautiful country to help.â
goldendrusâ:
Whatever spell Solomon had over Liandrusâ mind, his body, would snap into place at those words. The youngest prince lived so much in his head that such things were rarely admitted. Heâd only recently entertained the thought of coming clean, of elaborating on how focused heâd become on the oldest prince, so he might better come to face its consequences.
âI canât.â Liandrus could, but itâd be crossing a line he couldnât fix. How could he know how Solomon would feel about the possible depth of his affection? That haze of lust and want was just starting to clear, the younger blinking into clarity, but each touch of Solomonâs lips down his stomach was tugging him back under. âI..â His chest rose with a deep breath. âEvery day. Every hour. I need you, to be near you, to hear that you need me beside you.â Drusâ eyes were closed, a wrist draped back over them, so he wouldnât see his brotherâs reaction. âI need to feel you so deep within me that Iâll never forget it. That nobody else would even come close.â
He didnât need to admit how many had actually tried.
Despite his brotherâs protests, Solomon knew very well that he had his brother right where he wanted him. The second his lips found his brotherâs skin, Liandrus wasnât going to be able to leave, and hearing his brother admit how much he wanted him had the elder princeâs cock stirring, but said nothing and instead smirked as he continued to kiss his way down his brotherâs brother. A hand roamed up his stomach until it found his chest, one hand kneading the flesh there as the other worked on the ties that held his brotherâs trousers in place.
âThatâs right, hermanito,â Solomon spoke, hushed whisper as his fingers quickly and expertly worked his brotherâs pants off. âNo matter who you choose to lay, only one can satisfy you as much as you deserve... as you need.â Once his brotherâs trousers were off, and his aching erection was free, he used his hand to wrap around the thick length, stroking it slowly as he hovered in between his brotherâs legs. âTell me how badly you crave my cock, brother... tell me how badly you crave my seed.â
prince--elliotâ:
Elliot sat there with a serious expression over his face. He sipped from his mug quietly as Solomon dealt with the scene behind him. The chatter in the tavern continued, with a few hushed whispers and faces turning to look at the two princes. When Solomon finally took his seat, Elliot listened to him, but made no effort to respond. Instead, he whistled to the barkeep and extended his cup. After his refill, he took another drink, then finally turned to look at his companion.
âA word of adviceâŚthis is not the place to be handing out money. Right now youâve just attracted much unwanted attention.â Elliot spoke low, gesturing with a wave of his hand at their surroundings. âYouâll come to learn that in Bergia, these people are more likely to respect a ruler who can stomach his drink, rather than one who babies them.â After allâŚno one ever babied ElliotâŚ
His words were full of bitterness and influenced by the alcohol, but he meant them with the purest intentions. His upbrining made him abrasive at times and he rarely ever realized his lack of polish. He offered Solomon a tiny smile when he mentioned the time in the army. âThat was certainly long ago. Youâve changed as well. I know youâll take good care of my brother.â Elliot reached out with his big mitt and gave the other man an afectionate, albeit rough, squeeze. âA drink for my friend!â He yelled to the barkeep, making sure all in the tavern heard him.
A soft chuckle left the princeâs lips as the younger male chastized him for what he did, when truly Solomon felt he should be doing the same to the younger man. He didnât think there was anything wrong with apologizing to a man, and he certainly didnât see it as babying them - it took a bigger man, truthfully, to apologize than it did to simply shrug something off as if it didnât matter. It was why he could tell that the man was thankful, despite the princeâs words hinting that the men here didnât care for the display. After all, Solomon spent more than his fair share within the taverns and bazaars catered towards the common folk to know exactly how to spend time with them.
âAny attention I receive for being generous and helpful would not be unwanted, your grace, but I thank you for your words... I will bear them in mind in the future.â Though he had a feeling that he wouldnât follow them, he still wanted to be gracious enough to a man that was trying to give him suggestions in a way he knew how. Still, he could only chuckle as Elliot continued to speak, and he shook his head. âYou speak as though things are set in stone, Prince Elliot... While I do happen to hold a great deal of esteem towards your brother, weâre merely courting and nothing more and if he so decides that I am not what he is looking for in a future husband, then we are able to part our ways.â
It was humorous, really, how quickly rumor and gossip spread. After one dance at the Medesi festival, everyone was claiming Henri to be the new Queen of Sollia, but Solomon needed more than a simple dance and a simple sharing of flesh to determine who would be his future Queen. But as the strong hand moved to grip him, he didnât flinch or show discomfort - despite Solliaâs reputation for producing fragile men, he was hardly that - and he chuckled. âA mug of your finest mead will be more than enough.â
theo-deverouxâ:
Getting the tree down look a good amount of time and effort, not that he had expected it to be in any way easy. The thickness of the wood would help with rebuilding so it only made sense to go for a solid tree. Once it fell, he ran a hand through the hair sticking to his face from sweat, smiling at the prince. âYou donât need to repay me, majesty,â he replied, âbutâŚyea, a drink sounds great.âÂ
While the prince knew that he didnât necessarily have to repay the other, given the fact that Casther was known for its generosity, he still felt it only right to offer something to the male. And a drink at the local tavern was certainly it. âPlease, Solomon is fine,â the prince spoke, offering the male a small smile as they began to walk. âTell me... what brings you to Sollia to begin with, ser?â

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laledeverouxâ:
âI will admit that I was feeling homesick even before I left. I donât regret this endeavor by any means and I think the countries will in some way appreciate it. Its just, I didnât want to leave home.â He was an older man and at that moment he felt like a child. âIn a way though, Sollia has always felt like a second home so it makes it easier to be here. Itâs welcoming here and I find it more than comforting. I have your royal highness and family to thank for that.â Lale smiled as he also glanced at the prince. As they walked, he admired the architecture of Sollia and knew that he wasnât one to get lost in this place. As his second home, the familiarity was obvious. âI will have to leave here soon as well. Itâs going into Medes, Valtolia and then Bergia that I have a nervous feeling.â He frowned as he looked away.
It was certainly good to hear that the male felt welcomed in Sollia, as he knew that he tried to make his kingdom feel as kind and welcoming as possible. With the number of ports throughout the city, they welcomed outsiders from all over Metia and even lands all throughout the world, and they were known to be welcoming to all, and that was something Solomon wanted to continue throughout his future reign. âWe do strive to make things comfortable here in Sollia, for all of those that decide to visit our land,â he clarified, pleased to hear the maleâs words.
âI can only hope that you will feel just as welcomed in the other countries,â he stated simply, though he didnât feel as hopeful for that. âHopefully your voyages wonât be too long, however, and youâll be able to return to your home sooner rather than later.â
astergrayâ:
    He was exhausted. There was no other way to deny the way ever muscle ached, how heavy his limbs felt, how part of him just wanted to find somewhere to lay down for a few days, but he knew that there was no rest for the wicked. Instead, he had been spending what felt like the last week training the newest of knights. A role typically filled by a more senior knight than him, but they were mostly helping with repairs, and helping to prepare for the harshness of the winter rolling in.
   âIâll be there in a moment!â The banging upon the door wasnât expected, quickly finishing up the bandage around his arm. The risks of training with those less experienced knights. A simple cut, one he was not about to bother a mage with, wearing a simple vest on his upper half. âHow can I help?â He didnât know if there was a problem of some description, but it was typically the main reason individuals came to him.
Though Solomon was away from Sollia, he knew that that didnât mean he could rest or slack off on his practice. Of course, there werenât that many people he could spar against, but thankfully he heard that there was a knight within the Bergian castle that could spar with the best of them. He had just missed him training a bunch of new recruits, and instead he had to hurry to the maleâs chambers. Knocking upon the door, he waited before the door opened and he could see the bandage upon the otherâs arm.
âI had come to see if you would be willing to spar with me, kind ser, but I see that you have been injured.â Minor as it appeared to be, he understood that some knights didnât like to spar with any sort of injury, as it meant that their technique wasnât as strong as it couldâve been.
walkerofwastesâ:
The little prince was charming, it was impossible to deny. Gideon grinned, inclining his head and turning to walk. âBut of course. Come, I know of a lovely watering hole where a most divine mistral plays.â
âThey serve a specially made wine that tastes of mango. A decadent treat, for a most charming prince.â There werenât many options here for manipulation, but Gideon liked to keep his options open. One never knows where opportunity will knock.Â
A small laugh left the princeâs lips, unable to find it humorous that the other thought he wouldnât know where the watering hole was. It was understandable, really, that most people wouldnât expect a man of a royal house to know of some of the places in the country that catered to those of a lower position, but Solomon was someone that didnât mind going to places that may not normally garner interest from those of a high position. Still, he said nothing and only smiled at the opportunity. âMm, sounds like a splendid drink to share with another,â he stated with a dip of his head as they began to walk.
âTell me, ser, what brings you to Sollia today?â He knew, very well, that the male was mentoring his brother, but he wasnât sure if that was what had brought him there or not.
pandoracrownedâ:
kingofbergiaâ:
          ZEKE  LIKED  THAT  SOLOMON  AT  LEAST    requested the king and queenâs permission to go on courting henri, instead of rendezvousing with their son irresponsibly. did he think solomon was a good match for henri? perhaps. solomon was disciplined and dutiful, whereas henri was an untamed spirit that needed to have a firm hand keep him in place as queen. it was more like his sonâs personality that worried zeke, in the case that solomon might deem him worthy of becoming solliaâs future queen. as high praise as that position was, he was concerned henri might not be fit to take that title yet. the boy was still so enamored with men, and cared little for bergian politics. he couldnât imagine henri would ever be interested in upholding the duties of a foreign kingdom if he had been so eager to leave his own princely obligations at home.
â heâs still young, â he said. â and has much to learn about behaving like a true prince. â the king was honest, sparing no details in front of solomon. â iâve always wondered if he would truly fit as a queen. â he had always thought henri would be married off to a noble, but never to a crown prince and ruling his own kingdom. â what do you think, my love? â he asked his queen before he made a decision, the northern kingâs tone of voice uncharacteristically soft and gentle for his beloved.
DESPITE THE DISTASTE PANDORA HELD FOR THE THE CROWN PRINCEâS mother, he was still pleased in the traditional approach solomon insisted on doing to gain the approval from the king and queen of the boy he wished to court. pandora knew such act would gain points in zekeâs favor, however the queen was thinking moreso toward the future. with howâŚclose zeke had gotten to henri over the past few months, pandora could have easily seen the king swayed in the favor of blindly supporting a courtship or union that henri himself was clearly seeking. pandora knew of henriâs ways having been around the young prince for far greater periods than zeke and knew when he was manipulating his father. the queen was happy they were getting along but now all the moving pieces were finally starting to make sense.Â
âmany thoughts run through my mind, most of which can mirror your sentiment. our son has always wanted what has belonged to his mother, even from a young age playing in my closet, trying on my crowns and jewels. it was cute back then.â pandora smiled fondly, as the memories of a young henri getting caught playing dress up in items only befitting of a queen. even then, the robes and crowns were far greater than he could bare. it made sense now why he had been so eager to form this bond with his father, seeing how pandora commanded the kingâs ear, sure he would be able to as well.Â
âbut prince henri has been quite the absentee royal in many of our weekly meetings, neglecting his duties to bergia in favor of his other desires. while this is quite an honor indeed to have your consideration, perhaps the king and i need to discuss this further.â pandora turned to zeke, reaching out for his hand in solidarity knowing that more in depth discussion would need to be had. more candid and away from the prince before them both. âwill you stay in the castle for the meantime? we can set you up in the guest chambers.â đ
Eyes could only watch the exchange between the two royals of Bergia, knowing full and well that his future - or at least a potential version of it - was upon their shoulders. And he knew that he very well couldnât argue against them, even if what he saw of Henri wasnât what they were describing. The man he saw seemed both intelligent and beautiful, one that had a mind for politics that intrigued him, but he knew that a parent certainly knew more than a hopeful lover.
âI appreciate the time you took to listen to my query, regardless of what your verdict will be, your majesties,â Solomon stated before he let a small smile. âAnd I would be honored to be your guest in your beautiful country. Though the sunny shores of Sollia are where I call home, I never tire of seeing the gorgeous mountains in your land.â With a bow, Solomon took a step backwards. âI look forward to hearing what it is you vote.â
Turning away, he began to walk down the hall, hoping that the King and Queen would agree - because Henri was the one man he had made a connection with that also knew his way around politics.
@kingofbergia @pandoracrowned
remesqueenâ:
the queen of valtolia was less than pleased with henri of house pryor at the moment, as a mother antonin was furious with the way his son was tossed aside by such a boy but he knew better than to ruin any relations with the future king of sollia and had to put his personal feelings for henri aside - solomon was not to blame for the cut throat ambition of a foolish boy. entering the room, the queen was in some of her expensive attire to show off valtolian wealth to the crown prince.Â
â prince solomon â she greeted the future king with a polite bow before taking her seat at the queens throne. â what influenced this pleasant surprise? â
As soon as the Queen entered and bowed before him, he was quick to bow himself, wanting to show his respect for the Queen. No matter the history between Sollia and Valtolia, he was aware that he needed to be on his best behavior and that an alliance with the kingdom wasnât a bad idea - if only to keep them on their good side. Either way, though, Solomon knew that what had transpired was something that needed to be rectified, and that was precisely what he hoped to do.
âUnfortunately, your grace, my being here is not for anything pleasant. A wagon that had been later learned to be of Valtolia was ransacked by a couple of thieves in our city, and while the men have been caught, I wanted to come by personally to pay restitution for any lost goods this incident brought on.â

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With arms wrapped around a young orphan, the crown prince of Sollia pulled away before he gestured up ahead. âWhy donât you go run up and see what presents I brought you and your friends?â he asked before he watched as he quickly hurried to the boxes of food and clothes that he donated to the orphanage. With a smile upon his lips, he turned towards Henri Pryor before he gestured down the hallway. âSo what do you think?â
@itshenripryorÂ
princesstobinâ:
It was a rare day that Tobin was allowed out of the castle for an extended period of time. The weather was still very cold, but it wasnât so cold that people were concerned for the weakest of the Pryor boys. Heâd been largely cooped up since the incident at Medes, despite having not been there himself, and was happy to get some time to himself without others fussing over him.
Heâd grabbed himself his favorite adventure story, and his horse, and had made his way to a peaceful little spot on palace grounds with lovely views of the mountains. With a contented sigh, he leaned back against Flurry and began to read until a shadow was cast over him. âIs there something I may help you with?â he asked, slowly looking up.
Covered in thick furs, the Sollian prince decided to take a walk around the castle grounds. He was only in Bergia to meet with the King and Queen, but he figured that enjoying his time in the castle would be something to do while he was here. After all, if things continued the way that they were going, it would be the home of his future spouse, and it was something he wanted to get accustomed to. And while most Sollias couldnât stand the harsh cold of the Bergian mountains, he found a certain beauty in it.
A beauty that had him walking out into the palace grounds to see the youngest prince and his mare standing there. Approaching, because he wanted to introduce himself - despite the fact that he was Gabrielâs best friend - he walked slowly until he noticed that he was reading. He had been planning to turn around and leave, but he had been spotted and as Tobin spoke, he couldnât help but smile and shake his head.
âI merely wanted to say hello, your grace,â Solomon stated, only to gesture to the book in his hands. âI didnât mean to disturb you, however... Donât let me stand in the way between you and your book.â