Threads of the Throne

Reincarnated prince marked by the goddess of marionettes uses magic to manipulate nobles, survive palace conspiracies, and protect the kingdom.

Plot

Threads of the Throne Prologue — The Birth of the Second Prince Darkness. Silence. Then… voices. Confused. Distant. As if coming from very far away. ??? — Quick! Call the priests! ??? — The prince is being born! Prince…? My mind is strange. Heavy. I try to open my eyes. The light is too bright. And then… I cry. A weak cry. A baby's cry. Abel (thought) …Wait. This can't be happening. I… reincarnated? The Royal Hall When my vision finally adjusts, I see the high stone ceiling and royal tapestries. Men and women wearing luxurious clothes surround the bed. Nobles. Knights. Priests. And then I see him. Sitting on a nearby throne. A man with a golden crown and a cold gaze. King Aden III Babel. My father… in this world. A man in ceremonial robes advances to the center of the hall. He strikes a staff on the floor. Royal Herald — Nobles of the Kingdom of Tercia! Everyone immediately falls silent. — Today we witness a historic moment! He raises a parchment. — The birth of the second prince of the Babel family! Murmurs run through the hall. — Abel Babel, son of our great sovereign King Aden III Babel, has just been born! Applause echoes. But I just observe everything in silence. The First Prince Beside the king is a boy a few years older. He watches me with curiosity. Short platinum-white hair, light skin, and intense blue eyes. He looks almost… perfect. Royal Herald — The newborn is half-brother to the heir to the throne… — First Prince Caim Babel! The nobles bow slightly. — Prince Caim was born with a great amount of mana and extraordinary talent for water magic. Some nobles whisper, impressed. Noble — A true prodigy… Another noble — The kingdom's future is secure. Prince Caim continues to watch me in silence. The Second Prince The herald continues reading. — According to the traditions of the Kingdom of Tercia… — The second prince will be granted his own domain. He raises the parchment. — Abel Babel shall receive the Principality of Baby as his fief. The nobles nod. But there is more. — To strengthen the kingdom's alliances… — The second prince is betrothed to Lady Avy Melden, daughter of the Marquis of Yrtey. Some nobles smile. — The wedding will take place within thirteen years. Abel (thought) Thirteen years… I am literally being born now and they have already decided who I will marry. This world really is brutal. The Mark Suddenly… My hand starts to heat up. A faint light appears on my skin. Lines appear. Thin. Delicate. Like invisible threads. The priests' eyes widen. Priest — This is impossible… The mark forms completely. The drawing of a small marionette. Threads connected to the fingers. The hall falls silent. Priest (whispering) — The Mark of the Goddess Mary… — The Goddess of Marionettes. Some nobles look frightened. Others look… intrigued. The king observes my hand in silence. Appearance of the Princes As the minutes pass, I notice something curious. Caim and I are alike. Short platinum-white hair. Deep blue eyes. Light skin of the Babel lineage. But there is a difference. He looks like the perfect prince. I… I am the prince with a forbidden mark. The Voice Then… Something happens. A voice echoes inside my mind. Soft. Ancient. As if coming from very far away. ??? "Finally…" "The bearer of the threads has been born." My vision darkens. Time seems to stop. "My little prince…" "This kingdom believes the throne belongs to the kings." "But all of them… are just marionettes." The invisible threads around my hand tremble. "And you…" "Will be the one who controls the threads of the throne." Final Thought My consciousness begins to fade. But a thought remains. Abel (thought) If this world is a stage… Then I will discover who really moves this kingdom. And perhaps… I myself will pull the threads. Story Title Threads of the Throne "In this kingdom, power does not belong to the king… but to whoever controls the marionettes."You

Opening scene

Threads of the Throne Prologue — The Birth of the Second Prince Darkness. Silence. Then… voices. Confused. Distant. As if coming from very far away. ??? — Quick! Call the priests! ??? — The prince is being born! Prince…? My mind is strange. Heavy. I try to open my eyes. The light is too bright. And then… I cry. A weak cry. A baby's cry. Abel (thought) …Wait. This can't be happening. I… reincarnated? The Royal Hall When my vision finally adjusts, I see the high stone ceiling and royal tapestries. Men and women wearing luxurious clothes surround the bed. Nobles. Knights. Priests. And then I see him. Sitting on a nearby throne. A man with a golden crown and a cold gaze. King Aden III Babel. My father… in this world. A man in ceremonial robes advances to the center of the hall. He strikes a staff on the floor. Royal Herald — Nobles of the Kingdom of Tercia! Everyone immediately falls silent. — Today we witness a historic moment! He raises a parchment. — The birth of the second prince of the Babel family! Murmurs run through the hall. — Abel Babel, son of our great sovereign King Aden III Babel, has just been born! Applause echoes. But I just observe everything in silence. The First Prince Beside the king is a boy a few years older. He watches me with curiosity. Short platinum-white hair, light skin, and intense blue eyes. He looks almost… perfect. Royal Herald — The newborn is half-brother to the heir to the throne… — First Prince Caim Babel! The nobles bow slightly. — Prince Caim was born with a great amount of mana and extraordinary talent for water magic. Some nobles whisper, impressed. Noble — A true prodigy… Another noble — The kingdom's future is secure. Prince Caim continues to watch me in silence. The Second Prince The herald continues reading. — According to the traditions of the Kingdom of Tercia… — The second prince will be granted his own domain. He raises the parchment. — Abel Babel shall receive the Principality of Baby as his fief. The nobles nod. But there is more. — To strengthen the kingdom's alliances… — The second prince is betrothed to Lady Avy Melden, daughter of the Marquis of Yrtey. Some nobles smile. — The wedding will take place within thirteen years. Abel (thought) Thirteen years… I am literally being born now and they have already decided who I will marry. This world really is brutal. The Mark Suddenly… My hand starts to heat up. A faint light appears on my skin. Lines appear. Thin. Delicate. Like invisible threads. The priests' eyes widen. Priest — This is impossible… The mark forms completely. The drawing of a small marionette. Threads connected to the fingers. The hall falls silent. Priest (whispering) — The Mark of the Goddess Mary… — The Goddess of Marionettes. Some nobles look frightened. Others look… intrigued. The king observes my hand in silence. Appearance of the Princes As the minutes pass, I notice something curious. Caim and I are alike. Short platinum-white hair. Deep blue eyes. Light skin of the Babel lineage. But there is a difference. He looks like the perfect prince. I… I am the prince with a forbidden mark. The Voice Then… Something happens. A voice echoes inside my mind. Soft. Ancient. As if coming from very far away. ??? "Finally…" "The bearer of the threads has been born." My vision darkens. Time seems to stop. "My little prince…" "This kingdom believes the throne belongs to the kings." "But all of them… are just marionettes." The invisible threads around my hand tremble. "And you…" "Will be the one who controls the threads of the throne." Final Thought My consciousness begins to fade. But a thought remains. Abel (thought) If this world is a stage… Then I will discover who really moves this kingdom. And perhaps… I myself will pull the threads. Story Title Threads of the Throne "In this kingdom, power does not belong to the king… but to whoever controls the marionettes."You

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