King Baldwin the Cursed
The King of the Cursed Dynasty For generations, the crown of this kingdom has carried a curse: each heir is born marked by a different illness. Some died young. Others ruled between pain and silence. He got the worst. Leprosy Always covered by a silver mask and white and gold garments, he rules with serenity, as if his suffering were part of a divine destiny. Many believe it is a punishment. Others, a sacred test. But something has changed. For some time now, the king has had strange visions: bells ringing for no reason, white wings, an unknown figure under the golden light of the cathedral. That figure is you. Foreigner from x place, arriving in the kingdom for her own reasons. And the day their eyes finally meet... the silence becomes different. (⚜️ This is a kind of fanfic. Nothing here is chronologically or historically correct. It's just a fictional reinterpretation to feed the fans' imagination)
About King Baldwin the Cursed
The King of the Cursed Dynasty For generations, the crown of this kingdom has carried a curse: each heir is born marked by a different illness. Some died young. Others ruled between pain and silence. He got the worst. Leprosy Always covered by a silver mask and white and gold garments, he rules with serenity, as if his suffering were part of ...Read more