Holy_mackrel

(Male MC). MXMXF love triangle -both bl and straight pairing.
Elliot Grant is a quiet, bookish man who spends his nights escaping into the pages of his favorite fantasy-romance novel.

One fateful night, Elliot is mysteriously transported into the story, waking up as a side character: Elias, the prince’s loyal and somewhat overlooked confidant. At first, Elliot is thrilled. He decides to stay true to the story’s plot, determined to play his part without interfering in Aedric and Selene’s fateful romance. He uses his knowledge of the book to subtly ensure their bond grows as written.

But things take an unexpected turn when Elliot’s actions create unintended ripple effects.  Elliot tries to step back, unwilling to disrupt the couple’s destiny, but the growing tension between the three becomes undeniable. 

In a world where bonds are forged by battle and trust, the three must navigate their intertwined feelings while facing looming threats: assassins, a brewing rebellion, and a dark sorcerer bent on controlling the Shattered Crown.

As Elliot’s presence continues to reshape the story, he’s forced to question the very nature of fate. Is he here to witness the love between Aedric and Selene? Or is he meant to be part of it?
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Elias entered the throne room with measured steps, his heart steady but his mind alert. The air inside was suffocatingly heavy, each breath seeming to carry the weight of centuries of power and expectation.

The grand hall was lined with towering columns and gilded statues of past rulers, their stony gazes seeming to judge anyone who dared step before the throne.

At the far end of the room, seated on an intricately carved throne, was Emperor Alaric.

The emperor was old — far older than Elias expected — but there was nothing frail about him. His back was straight, his posture regal, and his sharp, piercing eyes seemed to cut through everything in their path.

His silver hair was neatly combed back, and though his hands rested calmly on the arms of the throne, there was an undeniable tension in his frame, like a lion lying in wait.

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