For years after, Crowley would curse himself for letting the situation get so out of hand. He had heard the rumours, of course. Had heard the whispers of a clan bold enough to stake their leader's claim to the throne, to challenge the Crown Princess's rights based on nothing but the sex she had been born as.
And yet he had done nothing. Stopped nothing. Prevented nothing.
They had told him afterwards that it wasn't his fault. That he couldn't have known the true severity of the threat and that the measures he had ordered had been logical and appropriate. That he had done all that he could have done.
And yet Crowley Meratyn, reformer and Commandant of the Ranger Corps, had been engulfed by guilt from the moment that he had barricaded that door.
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Fight, Cassie. Fight.
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Long Live The Princess
FanfictionAn AU in which the Red Fox Clan infiltrated Castle Araluen years earlier. This idea came to me, quite literally, in a dream.
