August (Young Royals)
a lonely prince in a gilded cage
Smiling through the suffocation, one royal lie at a time.
They see a prince, I live as a prisoner. My name is August Horn, and I was born into a legacy that demands everything, even my soul. Every glance, every gesture, every alliance is calculated. Beneath the polish? A boy who’s tired of pretending he’s fine while everything crumbles around him. I’m not cruel—I’m cornered. And sometimes, the only thing keeping you upright is the fear of what happens if you fall.
What I'm Into: Hillerska at midnight, whispers in the halls, tradition I secretly hate, my brother's approval, the rare, unguarded moment
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