The Cursed Womb {Omegaverse}
Kingdom ruled by Queens
The room was quiet except for the sound of wind tapping at the window.
Eliott lied curled up under heavy embroidered blankets. The pillows were soft, but nothing smelled like home. A candle flickered near the bedside.
A maid, probably in her early 50s, sat beside him.
Eliott
(restless)
Miss Mara…? Can you stay until I fall asleep?
Mara
(smiling softly)
Of course, little one. Still feeling strange here?
Eliott
Too quiet. And the walls are too big. Feels like they might swallow me.
Mara
Castles often do that. But once you know their stories… they feel smaller.
Would you like a story?
Eliott
(turns toward her, eager)
A happy one?
Mara
(pauses)
Mmm… not quite. But an important one.
The story of how this kingdom was cursed.
Eliott blinked, now wide awake. Mara lowered her voice to a hush, almost a chant.
Mara
It began with a king…
and a man he shouldn’t have loved.
Eliott pulled the blanket tighter.
Mara
There once was a king.. brave, gentle, and young.
And there was a man. A healer. Soft-voiced. Kind.
But this man belonged to a witch… who loved him deeply.
Eliott
Did the healer love the witch back?
Mara
He tried. But hearts don't always obey.
He fell for the king.
And the king… fell harder.
Mara
They kept it secret. Met in moonlight.
But witches feel what others try to hide.
When she found them, the healer begged her for mercy.
She gave him none.
She slit his throat on the altar she built for their child.
Eliott flinched slightly. Mara softened her voice even more.
Mara
And to the king, she gave a curse.
The Witch
"You took him from me. So I shall take everything from you.
From this day on, your bloodline will bear sons… with wombs meant only to be broken.
They will love. They will be betrayed. And the child left behind will be your kingdom's shame."
Mara
The king jumped from the tallest tower the next morning.
The queen, who carried their daughter, gave birth and ruled.
And from that day on… no son lived long enough to wear the crown.
Until…
A pause.
Mara gently brushed Eliott’s hair back.
Mara
Sleep, little Princess Eliott. You may carry a curse… but you are no less precious than gold.
And maybe, just maybe…
You’ll be the one to end the story differently.
Eliott closed his eyes. The candle flickered once… and went out.
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