Veil of Thrones
•••Starting•••
In a world where power and legacy reign supreme, seven heirs were destined to inherit fortunes far beyond their control. Each boy had already carved his own path—some in the world of medicine, others in the glitz of modeling, some in the spotlight of music, and others in fields as diverse as art and business. Their lives were their own, untouched by the heavy expectations of their families.
But the queen, weary of seeing the power fragmented and the families divided, declared an unthinkable rule: all heirs must now compete for the right to lead. Each of them, no matter their profession or aspirations, was forced to step into a game they never chose. The challenge was simple yet brutal—prove themselves worthy of their family's legacy by sacrificing everything they had worked for.
As the boys are thrust into a ruthless contest where every move is watched and every relationship tested, old rivalries resurface, and hidden secrets begin to unravel. In a world where betrayal is as common as blood, none of them can trust anyone—not even the ones they might fall in love with.
The stakes are higher than they could ever imagine, and the price of failure is deadly. In a game where power is the ultimate prize, they must confront their darkest fears, push their limits, and fight for control—before they lose not just their futures, but their lives.
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Aaron in a well-lit hospital room with a calm yet intense focus as he stitches the wound. Surroundings, like the glint of medical tools nearby, the faint hum of equipment, and the sterile, almost cold atmosphere created by the fluorescent lights. Aaron's hands might be steady, showing his skill.
Medicine was his life’s purpose, until the phone call shattered everything.
Aaron Blackwood
A call, At surgery time do u think its game *coldly*
Aaron Blackwood
Focus here, I will attend it later
After three hours surgery
Aaron Blackwood
The patient is out of danger
[Aaron steps out of the operating room, removing his gloves and scrubs. He heads down the hospital corridor, his mind still on his patient, when his phone rings.]
Aaron Blackwood
[Answering the call] "Hello, Aaron speaking."
Unknown
"Aaron, you’re required to return home immediately."
Aaron Blackwood
"Home? Why? I have a full schedule this week—patients to see."
Unknown
"Your schedule is no longer a concern. The queen has issued a decree."
Aaron Blackwood
"The queen...?"
Unknown
"Yes. She’s called for all heirs. Tomorrow, Aaron."
Aaron Blackwood
[Silent, gripping the phone tighter] "This... this is my life here. You can’t just—"
Unknown
[Coldly] "You know the rules. Your place is no longer here. Prepare yourself." [Line goes dead]
[Aaron stands frozen in the hospital corridor, the noise around him fading as the weight of his family’s demand settles over him. His career, his patients, everything he built—now threatened by a call he never expected.]
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•••No time for games•••
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Hehe let's continue
Aaron Blackwood
Do I have choice...
Aaron Blackwood
Maybe no..
Let's see what's happening other side of different person..
Flashbulbs go off, music pounds, and Ezra stands at the center of a bustling studio. He holds a confident pose, every movement practiced and precise, while stylists and assistants hover around him.]
Photographer
"Perfect, Ezra! Give me that intense look...yes, just like that!"
[Ezra smirks, shifting slightly, his gaze sharp and controlled, but behind his polished expression, his mind drifts.]
Ezra Villeneuve
Another shoot, another magazine cover. But what’s the point? A few more hours and I’ll have to deal with the family again...
*[His phone vibrates on the table nearby, and he glances over. An assistant hands it to him, a flash of worry crossing his face as he reads the message: “Return home immediately. The queen has decreed it.”]
Ezra Villeneuve
[Mutters to himself] "Not now... I don’t have time for their games."
[He pockets the phone, his carefree facade faltering for just a second. In the world of flashing lights and designer clothes, he’d built a life on his own terms. But now, he feels the pull of a family legacy he thought he’d left behind.]
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•••Dreams off•••
Leo finishes a high-energy set on stage. The crowd cheers as he takes a bow and heads backstage.
His phone buzzes just as he grabs a bottle of water.
Leo's Manager
[hurrying over] "Amazing show, Leo! You nailed it out there."
. Leo Harkness
"Thanks. They were a good crowd tonight." [He takes a sip of water, catching his breath.]
[Phone buzzes again in his hand. He glances down, reading a message from his family’s estate.]
. Leo Harkness
"You've got to be kidding me..."
Leo's Manager
"Something wrong?"
. Leo Harkness
[sighs, rubbing his forehead] "Just my family. Apparently, I’m ‘required to return home immediately.’ Something about a decree from the queen."
Leo's Manager
"You’re going back?"
. Leo Harkness
[hesitates] "I don’t know... This life—being up here on stage—this is what I want. But when the queen calls..." [trails off]
[He glances at his guitar case, realizing that the freedom he’s found in his music might be slipping away.]
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