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2025-01-26
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2025-12-28
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Tailored Crowns

Summary:

In a Kingdom where exotic avian hybrids are hunted for their wings, many live on the dark side of the forest, others live undercover...

Grian is one of the undercover hybrids, disguising himself as a human with the help of a Spellcaster, living in the outskirts of the village with his sister.

Working as a tailor, one of the most famous of the village, he was bound to be noticed by the King himself, even more with the Spring Ball approaching.

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Scar's the King of Hermitpire, a Kingdom known to be full of diversity, riches and prosperity, he needed an attire worthy of elven royalty.

But what happens when none of the royal tailors meet his expectations?

What happens when he hears of a certain blond boy that's know for being the best tailor in the village?

Something in his head tells him he might be the one...

Notes:

Hello my dearies, I'm Lux! I'm the main writer of this fic.

This is a rework from a FanFiction I made in 2022, I hope you enjoy!

Updates will be slow because I'll be studying full period from now on, and I won't have much free time.

I owe a lot to my artist (and beta-reader)

AndrewTheDodgeball
(Their Tumblr account is the same as written)

Thank you two so much for helping me slowly bring the project to life!

Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter Text

He was running deeper inside the woods, his wings pressed tightly against his back, cuts and scratches forming on his body because of branches and leaves hitting his face, the gash on his stomach aching and soaking the dark blue shirt he was wearing.

 

He couldn't stop running... 

 

Run, run, run, run... 

 

Run little rabbit...

 

  The voice behind him echoed in his mind, the bright full moon shining through the trees, reflecting on the sharp steel on his chaser's hand, stained red, like the red and blue headphones on around his neck.  

 

 His vision was getting blurry, yet, he couldn't muster whether it was from tears or blood loss. He needed to get to the ocean, it was his only escape... 

 

"Oh Gree-on~"

 

  He could see it, he arrived at the clearing, spreading his wings and running faster, he needed to find his sister, she was waiting for him at that Kingdom... The one she swore would protect him... 

 

He saw the vast ocean, reflecting the big moon above him, and a cliff... 

 

He jumped. 

 

° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° -

 

 "Grian? Grian? Grian? Grian?"

 

  He woke up in a jump, startled, his hand flying to clutch his chest as he heaved for air, his eyes darting around, paranoid.

 

  Dark wood floors, sand yellow walls, his projects on his table, his room.

 

  He was home....

 

  He was safe...

 

  For now...