Chapters: Chaptered Fic
Genre:
Other AU
Length:
75K – 100K
Rating:
Explicit
Secondary Characters:
Aline Penhallow,
Asmodeus,
Camille Belcourt,
Catarina Loss,
Clary Fray,
Dot Rollins,
Helen Blackthorn,
Izzy Lightwood, Jace Wayland,
Jem Carstairs,
Jocelyn Fairchild,
Luke Garroway,
Lydia Branwell, Maia Roberts,
Madzie,
Maryse Lightwood,
Max Lightwood,
Max Lightwood-Bane, Meliorn,
Rafael Lightwood-Bane, Ragnor Fell, Raphael Santiago,
Robert Lightwood,
Sebastian Verlac / Jonathan Morgenstern,
Seelie Queen,
Simon Lewis,
Tessa Gray,
Valentine Morgenstern,
Victor Aldertree,
Will Herondale
Secondary Pairings: Clary Fray / Jace Wayland, Izzy Lightwood / Simon Lewis,
Jem Carstairs / Tessa Gray / Will Herondale,
Jocelyn Fairchild / Luke Garroway
Themes:
Alec POV,
Angst,
Death,
Domesticity,
Emotional/Psychological Abuse,
Enemies to Lovers,
Family,
First Time,
Flirting,
Friends to Lovers,
Hazel-Eyed Alec,
Historical,
Kids,
Magnus POV,
Military,
Pining,
Prince,
Prophetic Visions,
Relationship Milestones,
Soldier,
Travel
Summary:
A long time ago, King Valentine, of the rich kingdom of Alicante, attacked the southerner kingdoms. He searched for triumph and annihilation, for uniting the realm under his rule and his alone. Instead of the easy victory, though, the greedy king found defeat and death, for the four kingdoms united for the first time in history, forging the Downworlder Alliance. As a result, the great families of the north were forced to deliver their firstborns to the Kings and Queens of the Downworlder Alliance, and so ensure their fielty and crush any further rebellions before they even sparkled.
Only, boring history lessons had always annoyed the Prince of Darkness and heir to the Kingdom of Edom, Magnus Bane. As the anniversary of his Mark Day arrives and with it the Victory Tournament, he figures the only good thing the Mortal War really brought was his father’s hostage, the quiet Alec Lightwood, eldest son to the once great Lightwoods of Alicante. Good could become great, though. Magnus needs only figure out a way to get that boy away from the practicing arena and into his bed. After all, he couldn’t possibly celebrate his day of honor without a suitable gift, could he?