Prologue

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The day that he had left, it seemed like a distant memory now.

His outfit, royal blue - one of the finest shades that the Kingdom had to offer. His eyes, matching that colour. His smile, it was overpowering - a reassuring smirk of pure reluctance. Almost as if he was to reassure his Queen that he would be fine. Nevermind the fact that he had planned to try and smite the other side with every proposal. Then, when Alfred had declared he was done; he would return home to meet the Queen of his Kingdom and finally take his rightful place at his side.

"Promise me you will be fine." That very same nagging voice called, the soft tug of the Queen's voice would cause his King to scoff slightly. That same smile revealing the pearly-white teeth underneath.

"You worry too much." Replying with the same sarcastic tone, King Alfred would merely glance lovingly down at the man he would proudly call his Queen. Sitting rather comfortably, on the gifted mount from the Kingdom of Hearts. "There's a reason for that. You give me so much to worry about," his Queen, Arthur, would scold moving his hand to slap the younger male's thigh gently. The touch of a lover's palm was one that Alfred would most definitely miss.

"I promise when King Ivan is taken down, I will come back and marry you for real. I won't be long," Alfred would reassure, his hand moving to ruffle the dirty blond locks that Arthur adorned as his own. The Federation of Clubs had been causing a commotion and due to Spades being the dubbed protectorate; Alfred, as its leader, would need to keep his promise.

"I'll stay faithful to my country until you come back. I promise." Arthur would reassure, the two sharing a solemn kiss as the King prepared his men for a new battle.

That was just the thing: promises were made to be broken.

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