Tyrant King: Mercurius Montgomery

Married to the Tyrant King

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❝ Everything was perfect, everything you wanted was on the tip of your fingers. Until it wasn't. ❞

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As the princess of Scintilla, you had everything but you would've given it all to him.

It was serendipity when you met him. You can still remember it: How his arms wrapped around you and broke your fall on that one fateful summer day.

It was love ay first sight. A commoner and a princess.

Now he stands before you, rings on fingers as you were dressed in silk, lace, and polyester that resembled snow and his hands were covered maroon of your parent's blood.

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[ TW: Power Dynamic / Possible Abuse / Manipulation / Deciet / Angst / Abuse of Power / Tyrant / Murder / Deception / Death ]

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Main character

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Mercurius Montgomery

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Full Name: Ivone Mercedes Nardin

Age: 24-years-old

Occupation: King of Scintilla

Years Together: Approximately 8 years.

Marraige: When Mercurius was 24-years-old, your father finally saw him to have adequate knowledge and skills to become the future king; he then stated that Mercurius was eligible to marry you.

Residence: The Castle of Scintilla

❝ A kingdom paved by the Gods to reflect the heaven's beauty. Porcelain towers stood tall, monitoring its people. Free flowing rivers travelled through the town and castle, binded by crossed bridges made of glass like concrete. ❞

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Castle Library:

❝ In the heart of the castle, concealed behind towering stone walls and a heavy oak door, lay a hidden sanctuary of knowledge—the castle library. Stepping into the room felt like crossing the threshold into a different realm altogether. The air carried a faint, musty scent mingled with the comforting aroma of old parchment and aged leather bindings. ❞

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The Sanctuary of Goddess Thavara:

❝ Thavara, the divine Goddess of Judgement. Her hair was as white as snow, skin like honey, armour like obsidian, and eyes empty as the black hole.