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#Leon's faction
omkookie · 2 years
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•⟨WARNING⟩• 15+ Angst, F!MC Blood, Assassination attempts, All that. Not proofread 🌚⟨Headcanon⟩
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Everything happened so fast. one moment, you're standing next to him on the balcony during a ball hosted to celebrate your engagement to him, and the other there's blood everywhere.
Jin's heart pounds heavily. he can feel his hands trembling as he looks down to check where you're wounded. While he applies pressure to your biggest wound, Jin feels more panicked as your blood covers his hands.
In the end, all that he can do is leave you in the hands of the palace physicians
As the first prince of Rhodolite, Jin was known to be very easy-going and relaxed, but now that someone has messed with you they're going to see a whole new side of him.
Gone is the ever so calm and relaxed first prince, instead, he's been replaced by a bloodthirsty monster brutal enough to send shivers down the culprit who hurt you's spine with a single glare. No amount of begging nor pleading is about to save the man from what Jin is about to do to him, Not even Sariel dares to question.
After he's finished with the man, Jin will be right by your side, taking out his anger had helped him temporarily, but now he feels both numbness and despair over you. What was he supposed to do while your complexion got paler and paler as the hours slowly passed? Now that he's been left all alone to hold your limp hand, tonight's events haunt him.
Jin is too anxious to leave you for even a moment. he's afraid that tonight you may take your last breath and he will lose you...
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Leon should have known better than to bring you to the battlefield. Honestly... what was he thinking?
Leon sees an enemy soldier creep behind you while you're helping bandage one of Rhodolite's soldiers from the corner of his eye. He feels like his heart stops beating. Licht reacted fast since he was the closest to you and cut the man down before he hurried to your aid... already too late to save you.
Leon feels cold. Nothing but you matters right now, He cuts down anyone in his way, resembling Chevalier, "The brutal beast" more than himself. But Leon doesn't care. He can't risk losing you... While he knows he cannot abandon his troops, he desperately needs to check if you will be alright.
Leon knows he must remain here- on the battlefield no matter what, so as much as it pains him to not be there for you when you need him most, he will remain here. In the end, Rhodolite successfully deals with Obsidian's act of aggression, and Leon hurries to see you.
Your face looks pale, your body is lying limply, and the only sign of you being alive is the rise and fall of your chest as you breathe. Leon feels crushed, and the physician informs him that your time is limited and that whether you live or die now depends on fate and fate alone.
if only he hadn't agreed to your insistence to come here, then you would have been fine. You would have smiled at him right now. you would have hugged him. As you lay there, Leon's mind is all over the place as his guilt eats him up, the only thing he begs and wishes for right now is that you live. please don't leave him.
You're his woman... His lover, so what point would there be to a life without you?
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Assassination attempts were nothing new, but getting this close to murdering Yves was. and you took the blow for him... Yves blames himself for everything, for you being deadly injured, himself for not seeing that he'd walked right into a trap and led you straight into it with him.
Tears begin to fill Yves` eyes as he cradles your weakening body
All he can do now as your life slowly fades away is pray you make it back into Rhodolite.
Yves feels an overtaking sense of fear when he realizes just how pale your face has become. Would the physician have an antidote for the poison?, was it even a poison native to Rhodolite? or was it a poison native to Obsidian? What if it was already too late for an antidote?... what will happen to you? Yves overthinks every worst-case scenario that comes to mind.
It's when the two of you arrive at the palace and Nokto greets him that Yves learns just how much of a mess he's become.
The feeling of dread he had this whole time becomes unbearable when he is told that the poison cannot be identified by the physician. Everything is too much, and Yves finally breaks down from the stress.
All that Nokto can do as he's trying to hold his brother together brother right now is call for Clavis and hope that he would be able to help save both you and his brother. If you don't make it alive then Yves probably wouldn't either.
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Licht feels terrible. He swore an oath to himself to protect what matters to him most, and yet... he failed to protect you, and you are the most important person to him.
 Licht feels scared as he holds you and he sees the blood seep from underneath his hand. 
 He can feel himself trembling as you look up at him, Licht tries to soothe you while you wait for the physician to arrive, but, in reality, he's trying to comfort himself. 
 Minutes feel like hours and he can feel the tears running down his cheek as his vision blurs. 
 How could this happen? Licht feels angrier and angrier with himself for not defending you on time... 
 terror slowly overtakes him as you take in a sharp breath and close your eyes, telling him not to worry and trying to comfort him at a time like this. 
 How could you worry about him while you're in so much pain...?
 His heart beats heavily as he roughly wipes his tears away with his arm. 
 When the physician finally does arrive Licht does not want to leave your side, even as his twin tries to convince him to. It would be better if Licht wasn't there and nervously pacing.
 In the end, Nokto comes up with a brilliant idea on how to get Licht to leave you in the hands of the palace physician, Revenge.
 an idea oh-so appealing for the 6th prince.
Licht's crimson eyes glimmer dangerously as vengeance clouds his mind. his body moves on its own and before he knows it, he's left you alone and tracking down your assaulters, Licht's cruelty has no match when he finds them, and when he returns the palace's maids are all shaken up by the sight of the 6th prince covered in blood, blood still drips from Licht's sword when he comes into your room to check on you.
His bloodied hand holds your own as he presses a kiss to your knuckles and looks at your peaceful sleeping face.
⟨♡⟩⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⋆E n d⋆⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⟨♡⟩
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aquagirl1978 · 1 year
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scorchieart · 1 year
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Sariel: *whispers classified information into Leon's ear*
Leon: *rips off party hat* Look alive, men! Chevalier's team needs backup!
Leon: Jin! Wake the troops and assemble at the gates in ten!
Jin: *salutes, stops hanging streamers, and runs out the door*
Leon: Licht! Round up the horses and prepare to move out! Take those snacks with you as encouragement!
Licht: *salutes, releases a handful of balloons, grabs a bowl of chips, and runs out the door*
Leon: Yves! Bake on! We'll still need that victory cake to rub in those guys' faces when we save their sorry behinds!
Yves: *salutes with whisk and mixes faster*
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mxrmaid-poet · 2 months
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dotster001 · 2 months
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What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what th-
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clavissionary-position · 11 months
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oh my god wait so most of the Rhodolite princes attended the boarding school in Achroite!?!?!?!?/
listen, between that and the military academy in Obsidian, we need an Ikepri sports anime
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chirp-a-chirp · 11 months
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Emma: I am NOT doing this.
Clavis: You lost the bet, my accomplice. Unless you want to be be my exclusive trap tester…
Cyran: *Shakes mousetraps off his clothes* BELIEVE me, my lady, you don’t want that.
Emma: OK, OK!
*Emma walks in the domestic faction’s office, with Licht, Jin, and Leon eating dinner. Piles of dishes are scattered among the books and papers*
Emma: 🎶 Clean up! Clean up! Everybody everywhere! Clean up! Clean up! Everybody do your share! 🎶
The three princes stare dumbfounded at Emma. A meatball falls off Jin’s plate and rolls on the floor.
Emma: I-I’m so sorry! You see, Clavis put me up to it and—
Leon: Haha! But we just finished cleaning up.
Licht: We did?
Jin: Yeah, we moved that stack of papers from the back corner over there—
Yves: *Emerges from pile of papers* Moving stacks of paper from one corner to another and on top of me is NOT cleaning!
Jin: Fine, we’ll clean starting now! *Picks up meatball from ground with fork* Hungry?
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he’s like a slut to me
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friedbroth · 2 years
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ikeprinces-stuff · 1 year
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I had a strange dream about the princes for a split second...
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I joined the domestic faction 🏃🏻‍♀❤
I said goodbye to Luke and Nokto 👋🏻
And stuck out my tongue to Chevalier and Clavis...👁👅👁
That was the best shortest dream I've ever had 😩❤🤏🏻
@leonscape
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coverednstars · 10 months
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i think out of all the ikemen series games that i’ve played I like i like watching the ikepri character interact with each other the most. Idk i love sibling rivalry’s and friendship plus the tension when it comes to the other nations princes is so fun to watch sometimes i prefer it over the romance
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dark-frosted-heart · 2 months
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Book of Memories ~ Chevalier and Licht ~
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Card story
As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this.
While taking a walk around court, I noticed that the training hall was unusually lively.
My instincts screamed that things were getting oddly heated and my curiosity made me go over to check it out—
I came across a suspicious figure hiding behind a pillar near the entrance, peering in.
Emma: Prince Licht, what are you doing here?
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Licht: Shh.
With a single glance, Prince Licht gestures for me to hide.
When I obediently lined up beside him, his garnet eyes returned to the training hall.
Licht: If you’re here to watch, it’s better if you don’t get caught. Because he might charge you an observation fee later.
(What’s happening inside…?)
Like Licht, I peeked inside.
The large space was filled with knights belonging to the foreign affairs faction.
In the center was not Nokto, Clavis, or Luke, but Prince Chevalier.
The crowd watched as Prince Chevalier swung his sword against a knight.
The heat in his eyes was so intense that even I could feel it from the outside.
Emma: I’ve had the chance to observe some of the foreign affairs faction’s training sessions… I feel like it’s rare to see Prince Chevalier here.
Licht: Normally, this is either the head knight’s or Clavis’ job. But on rare occasions, Chevalier will take part.
Emma: To exercise?
Licht: No, I think it’s to boost morale. Chevalier’s the strongest knight on the battlefield, so all soldiers admire him. In fact, knights from the foreign affairs faction often assemble here for Chevalier. While many fear the brutal beast, his exceptional strength maintains high morale. It’s a different kind of charisma from Leon’s.
(...I’ve never seen Licht be this talkative)
As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on Prince Chevalier.
Emma: …Do you admire him too, Prince Licht?
Licht: …
Emma: You do, don’t you?
Licht: Stop grinning.
Emma: I’m calm.
Licht: …You could say that.
Emma: By the way, may I ask what you admire about him?
Licht: Why?
Emma: I’d like to use this as reference when choosing a king as Belle.
Licht: … ..As you can see, every one of Chevalier’s movements with his sword is calculated. Not a single pointless movement, no hesitation, and no gaps.
His swordsmanship itself is a national treasure-level work of art.
(Certainly…Even the untrained eye can see that Prince Chevalier’s swordsmanship is beautiful)
(Rather than a technique for killing, it’s a martial art that captivates people)
Licht: Only Chevalier, or perhaps the legendary Knight of Roses in the past, can draw such refined swordsmanship. It’s not the sort of thing that comes from hard work or anything like that.
It’s natural talent.
Emma: But aren’t you similar, Prince Licht?
Licht: …How so?
Emma: I don’t know how to explain it, but…the swordsmanship, footwork… Look, I’ve also observed the domestic affairs faction’s training. For some reason, I feel as if you’re making similar movements.
Licht: That’s because… I’m imitating him.
Emma: Imitating?
Prince Licht sighed in resignation after a moment of hesitation. 
Licht: I saw it by chance, a long time ago. In the training hall at midnight, I saw Chevalier swinging his sword…
~~ Flashback ~~
Licht: …
The scene was like stepping into a world of art painted by a master artist.
Every time the blond-haired, blue-eyed young man swung his silver sword, it drew a line in the empty air.
The repeated swings drew beautiful, overlapping arcs with ease, leaving afterimages.
That was when a younger boy first learned the true meaning of “art”.
Chevalier: What do you want, shut-in?
Licht: …That was how I was a few years ago
Chevalier: You’re not that different now.
Licht: I’m…fine with swords now.
Chevalier: You seem to be avoiding people.
Licht: …
Chevalier: If you have nothing to say then get out of my way. Leave.
Licht: …No. Just let me stay for a little longer. I’ll be quiet.
Chevalier: Your staring is annoying.
Licht: Then I’ll close my eyes too.
Chevalier: …
Licht: Hey…
Chevalier: Aren’t you supposed to stay quiet?
Licht: I just want to ask you a question.
How can I become as skilled with a sword as you, brother?
Chevalier: Don’t ask worthless questions. No one swings a sword for the sake of improvement.
Licht: Then, for what reason?
Chevalier: For a good cause. On the battlefield, the weak die and only the strong survive. If you can’t handle a sword, you won’t accomplish anything.
Licht: What’s your cause?
Chevalier: What a foolish question.
Licht: …To protect the country?
Chevalier: …
Licht: I see… I never thought about that.
Chevalier: Of course you haven’t. You’re narrow-minded. This is a problem to address before skill.
Licht: …
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Chevalier: If you’re also royalty then think on it. What do you want to accomplish next, now that you can keep yourself from killing your other half.
Licht: …
Chevalier: Then we’ll continue this discussion.
~~ Flashback ends ~~
Licht: —I’ve been thinking about that ever since. I’ve always been watching Chevalier’s sword like this.
Emma: Prince Licht…
Licht: That’s why I think the only similarity is movement.
But actually, it’s not the same at all, just an imitation… But, yeah…That’s why they look similar in your eyes.
Those garnet eyes shrouded in darkness seemed to soften a little.
Emma: You look a little happy.
Licht: I admire him…Is that bad?
???: It seems the domestic affairs faction has plenty of free time.
Emma and Licht: ?!
Suddenly, a chilling voice rings out and we turn our heads at the same time.
At the entrance of the training hall stood Prince Chevalier with his arms folded and not even out of breath.
(We got too caught up in our conversation!)
Chevalier: You outsiders are in the way. Leave.
Licht: Come on, just a little more.
It seemed like Prince Licht became defiant, stepping out from behind the pillar and brazenly confronting Prince Chevalier.
Licht: Let her watch. Emma wants to see.
Emma: Prince Licht, too, right?
Licht: I’m escorting…
Emma: Ah, you sneak.
Chevalier: I don’t care. But if you don’t want to be kicked out—
Icy blue eyes turned to the knights standing in line, led by a red-haired knight.
Chevalier: You’ll have to go against them and win.
Licht: Easy…
Prince Licht drew his sword and headed toward the center of the training hall without a moment of hesitation.
I felt the foreign affairs faction’s knight’s enthusiasm rise.
Emma: Prince Licht’s also very popular.
Chevalier: …
Emma: …He says he admires you, Prince Chevalier.
Chevalier: What nonsense. To think so highly of me… Beautiful swordsmanship means you don’t hesitate to kill. My swordsmanship is not human. If he does not want to become a beast, then stop imitating me.
(...This is what Prince Chevalier thinks)
Prince Chevalier leaned against the wall and began to watch Prince Licht swing his sword against a knight.
I stood beside him and followed his movements, which were as refined as a sword dance. 
Chevalier: In that sense, I don’t believe Mime will ever catch up to me. It’s too much of a “waste”.
Emma: That sounds like a compliment…
Chevalier: …
Emma: By the way, I heard something from a maid. In the castle, there’s this debate about who among you, Prince Leon, and Prince Licht is the best swordsman.
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Chevalier: A pointless discussion.
Emma: It’s you, isn’t it?
Chevalier: No, the one who serves the greatest cause is the strongest.
Emma: I see…
Chevalier: If that one finds a cause, he will become better than he is now.
(Prince Licht respects Prince Chevalier, but…)
(It seems as if Prince Chevalier expects a lot from Prince Licht)
Emma: Are you looking forward to that day?
When I asked that probing question, he just laughed scornfully like usual.
(Thought so…)
(I’ll let Prince Licht know first thing when he comes back)
(No doubt he’ll be really pleased)
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leonscape · 9 months
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tears streamed down her face as she quietly cried. she wandered around the palace, looking for her father. the halls looked the same and she got lost in the maze of corridors.
“papa,” she sniffled. “papa where are you?”
no answer.
it wasn’t until she came across her uncle chevalier. his footsteps were muted by the carpet, but they were the only sound that filled the silence. she ran to him, her pitter patter was quick to catch up with his long strides.
“uncle sheba,” she called him.
the man looked down at her and she just stared back. he looked up and down the hall; no maids were coming to get the lost child. she copied his actions, scanning the hallway too. their gazes met once again, his icy blue eyes met her warm golden ones.
he was about to leave and let the maids find her. that was until she lifted her arms and made grabby hands at him.
with a sigh, chevalier picked her up and carried her on his hip. his clumsy gloved thumb dried her tears. “stop crying,” he told her. it came out a little more harsh than he anticipated, but she obeyed.
suddenly a maid came rushing down the hall. she immediately bowed and apologized. he simply nodded in acknowledgment but kept walking down the hall, leaving the maid dumbfounded and frozen in her spot, fearing for her job.
chevalier arrived at the domestic faction’s office and set her down on her feet. after a crisp knock on the door, he opened it and let her inside. when she saw her father sitting at his desk, she bolted over to him and shouted with glee, “papa!”
leon caught her in his arms and hugged her tightly. “what are you doing here? aren’t you supposed to be taking a nap right now?”
“i missed you, papa!” she said.
“i missed you too, sweet pea. but you need to take a nap,” he told her.
“i could just take a nap here!” she suggested.
“okay, but you have to actually go to sleep okay? you can’t bother anyone.”
“okay i promise i will sleep.”
chevalier lingered in the door, his sight fixed on the father-daughter duo. he couldn’t ignore the feelings bubbling up in his chest. his lips turned up into the tiniest of smiles.
“thanks,” leon told him. chevalier’s lips went back to their usual resting state and he turned on his heel, closing the door behind him.
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scorchieart · 11 months
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Engaged? Sorry, they don't come separately, it's a full package.
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I was indescribably upset there wasn't a special tri-sprite in Leon's story, but they were mentioned... in the background... the bois...
Look at how Evie and Licht peek over Leon's shoulder ☺️
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sleepy-bear-tm · 11 months
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The leaders of the Domestic and Foreign factions of Rhodolie- fourth prince, Leon Dompteur, and second prince Chevalier Michel~
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Jin: So we're agreed. The first one of us to die gets to haunt the faction office. The rest have to pick a different room.
Licht: I don't want to haunt the faction office. I want to haunt the stables.
Yves: Licht, you're not included in this.
Leon: You're not included, Licht.
Jin: Sorry, Licht, this doesn't include you.
Licht: Which part?
Yves: The dying part.
Leon: The dying part.
Jin: The dying part.
Licht:
Yves: Jin, you're not included in this either.
Jin: I was gonna haunt the nearest set of boobies.
Leon: You can haunt them as an alive person.
Jin: Sweet.
Yves: Wait a minute. I want to haunt the kitchen. Leon, you haunt the office. As an alive person. I'm saying that just in case.
Leon: That's fine with me. I spend the most time in here, anyway.
Leon's faction:
Leon's faction:
Licht: Stables, boobs, kitchen, office.
Leon's faction: (giggles)
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