Part 1

Context: You think you had a life before, but you simply can't remember. You remember screaming in pain, pleading for a name that you can't remember before it all went dark. Now, you are back in the land of the living, your memories gone and the name you may have been praying to... is the Dark Prince himself. Half-demon, half-Fae, he is a legend not to be trifled with. And yet... you appear to have once been the person that mattered most to him. His beloved.

Setting: The Necromancer's Tower

Tags:[MM4A][Widows to Lovers?][Necromantic Wizard Speaker][Yandere Dark Prince Speaker][Resurrected Listener][Childhood Friends/Rivals][Protective][Reunited][Spicy][Reverse Comfort][Comedy][Flustered][Family Drama][Amnesia][Fantasy][Necromancy][Vulnerable for Listener][CW: Mentions of Murder/Angst]

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[W] = Edvin, the hapless wizard/necromancer

[E] = Elwyss, the Dark Prince

[Scene opens in the necromancer’s tower]

[SFX: Fire crackling]

[You are meant to be resting while the wizard potters around downstairs, but it’s difficult. Instead, you creep closer enough to listen in on his incantations]

[W] “Let’s see… Memory spells, memory spells… Damnit, it is not lost on me that I cannot recall where I put the book, now stop mocking me, UNDEAD!”

[SFX: A ghostly giggle]

[W] “Listen here, if I don’t find a way to help them, the Dark Prince is going to march into the afterlife and pull his blade on you lot. Do you want that? Cause it seems like it’d be pretty embarrassing to get killed in this life and then have the same man come to do it again!”

[Pause…]

[There is a suspicious lack of giggling this time]

[W] “Mmhm, that’s what I thought. Do you have any idea how terrifying it is to have the man storm into your safe space?!”

[SFX: The door slamming open]

[E] “Edvin!”

[W] “GODS NO-! U-Uh… I mean, my Prince!”

[The wizard bows quickly, flustered]

[Pause]

[E] “Edvin, what I am about to ask you must be kept in the utmost confidence!”

[W] “Oh, do you need more of that creme? I told you, trying to fight giant scorpion women is a bad idea. The moment they realize you’re male, you know those stingers are-!”

[E] “Edvin!”

[W] “S-Sorry, my Prince. How can I assist?”

[The Dark Prince paces for a moment before he heaves a sigh:]

[E] “I… need your advice on romancing my love once more…”

[W] “...Oh. Oh!”

[SFX: The door slamming shut]

[E] “Shh! You must never speak of this.”

[W] “Yes, sire! Of course, sire!”

[The wizard stands posted, looking as though he’d rather be anywhere else]

[E] “What to do, what to do… I’ve never had to… to ‘romance’ them…”

[W] “Really?”

[The Dark Prince shoots him a look and the wizard quiets]

[W] “A-Apologies, sire. That wasn’t meant to be sarcastic… How was it you found a relationship with them in the first place?”

[Elwyss throws his hands up in frustration]

[E] “We did what we’d done since we were children - fought! All the damned time! Violently! And then that normally turned into kisses which normally led to the bedroom and then we’d be mushy in private for a few fours and then go fight other things besides each other!”

[W] “Erm-”.

[E] “I’m half-Fae and half-demon, Edvin! I am in a constant state of needing to pick a fight and/or cause havoc! But… They fear me, now… If I swagger up to them without a shirt, roll my shoulders, and ask to fight, they simply flinch now…”

[Pause…]

[He paces across the stone, arms folded behind him]

[E] “...They were always gentle if you could get them alone… If you could earn their trust. I was always the most fearful of upsetting that part of them. Edvin, you’ve wooed a partner or two, please… If you have perspective, it’d be most appreciated.”

[The wizard sighs and strokes his beard]

[W] “...I suppose I was rather the catch, in my youth. Quite frankly, your highness, being earnest is your best bet. They only know you for your legacy and, ahm, deeds…”

[E, groaning] “Those are things I’d hope to introduce last… How does one woo a partner with my legacy? “Oh, don’t mind me, I just conquered a continent, brought seven kings to their knees, slayed a fleet of dragons, and stole a Dullahan’s steed, naming it Goliath just to spite the mouthy Dullahan I slayed! And that was just the last two years! Want to kiss me, now?!”.”

[W] “Buuut… maybe they’re into that?”

[E] “...What.”

[Pause…?]

[Wait, are you into that???]

[W] “Hear me out! You have legions of men, and women, all outside and in between, and monsters that would throw themselves into your arms-”.

[E, bemused] “I do???”

[W] “Without question! Has your elder brother never shown you the letter room?”

[E] “The what???”

[SFX: The wizard walking and opening a heavy door/a LOT of paper rustling]

[Pause…]

[E] “Dear Lord! Why are all of them coated in lipstick? That can’t be good for the parchment, certainly?”

[The wizard retrieves a letter at random and opens it]

[W] “Let’s see…”

[SFX: The letter being opened]

[W] “Ahem… “O’, Dark Prince. You are in my dreams every night, looming over my bed with a malevolent smirk, flexing those subtle muscles, and demanding I strip”.”

[E, flustered] “I most certainly am not!”

[W] ““I pray that you will allow me to carry your offspring-””.

[Pause]

[E] “STOP! STOP AT ONCE! Gods above, that woman is going to get herself killed thinking like that! What if a werewolf is looming over their bed?”

[The wizard squints at the paper for a moment]

[W] “Well, I imagine he’d be into that. His name is Steve, apparently.”

[E] “I’m sorry, but he mentioned ‘offspring’. How would…?”

[W] “Well, the spell is rather simple if you-”.

[Elwyss holds up a desperate hand and the wizard pauses]

[E] “...Stop! I… I don’t think I want to know. Now.”

[W] “I’ll bookmark it for your reading later, sire… But, if you found each other over the years through combat, how was it you found each other when they were in their calmer, more vulnerable state?”

[The Prince pauses with a sigh]

[E] “...I… spoke with them freely. I trusted them with my most vulnerable secrets, things I had never told anyone else. I expected them to mock me for my weakness, but… they simply smiled and told me they were glad we were friends…Glad that I would be their husband…”

[His voice catches and, for half a second, you think he’s about to weep. He seems to choke it back, however]

[E] “...I told them of my brother’s disdain for me…and mine for him. Riess, the half-angel and half-Fae prince. Angelic, beloved, and betrothed to my love’s older sister, Maeve. His mother was always treated better than my own… Rest her soul.”

[Pause…]

[W, surprised] “I… I’m so sorry, highness… I didn’t realize things were so sour between the two of you. I knew things were tense, especially given what happened to your fiance…”

[Pause…]

[E, bitter] “Neither of them have even come rushing to visit, despite them being with us once more… Riess knows he can’t take me in battle, and it infuriates him and Father both. I can only imagine that is where the muddled waters of my family tree’s hatred comes from. Like always, it is just us here to pick up the pieces… except, now, I am alone without their guidance…”

[W, concerned] “...My Prince, you… You look like you’re having trouble breathing…”

[E, voice small] “I am alone…”

[...]

[SFX: The Listener walking forward]

[Both men jump as you present yourself]

[W] “GAH! How are you so sneaky?!”

[E] “M-My love! I… We didn’t expect you to join us…”

[Pause…]

[W] “...You were listening the whole time, weren’t you?”

[E] “...No.”

[Pause.]

[E, with a facepalm] “Nooo….”

[W] “Beans.”

[Pause?]

[The Prince tenses as you approach him and offer your hand]

[E] “...You… offer your hand?”

[Pause?]

[He laughs sheepishly and takes your hand gently]

[E] “Perhaps I should be asking you what you want, hm? You know, when you phrase it like that, it seems so simple…”

[W] “Certainly more simple than hedging bets on them loving danger. I, uh… I’ll go ahead and close off the letter room. Some of the letters in there are so degenerate that I think it’d make even you blush, my Prince.”

[Pause?]

[E & W, in sync] “No you cannot read the letters.”

[Pause!]

[Elwyss chuckles a little]

[E] “They have us there, Edvin. They are royalty, too.”

[W, with a sigh] “...Fine. If you two want to make a night of it, I’ll have supper sent up with some wine. I am NOT responsible for any disturbing nightmares you get as a result, however.”

[SFX: Edvin hurrying off/the door opening and closing]

[...Pause]

[E] “...He did just set us up on a date and then scurry off like a scared mouse, yes.”

[...Pause]

[E, a bit happy] “I like him, too. He’s always been silly… but I have to scare him a little. If I don’t, he thinks it’s OK to secretly make my horns glitter when he thinks I don’t notice. Or he turns the tufts of my ears pink…”

[Pause?]

[E] “Yes, he did it before I went to face King Aramis. Not going to lie, running an immortal Lich through and having his dying words being “Pfft, nice ears” has pissed me off for five years straight now.”

[Pause]

[The Prince shoots you a look but it’s less frightening this time. More like having a very, very scary friend]

[Pause]

[E] “If I do end up in Hell, I’m going to find him, run him through again, and shout, “PFFT NICE EXPOSED RIBCAGE!”. Asshole.”

[Pause <3]

[He chuckles again, eyes warm]

[E] “...No, I can’t say I’m in a hurry to get there. To be honest, right now, I’d give anything just to stay in this moment… Just so I could cherish you again. But… a night you’ll give me freely is more than enough.”

[He glances toward the mountain of letters with an exasperated sigh]

[E] “...even if it is going to involve me being humiliated to Hell and back.”

[Pause]

[SFX: The fire crackling and paper rustling as the scene fades out]

[To be continued]