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    “This is not a negotiation.” Deirta Thelyss’s voice cracked the air like a thunderclap, sharp enough that even her ever-bustling flock of attendants twitched. “You will agree to this marriage, or I will have you cast from Den Thelyss for dereliction of duty. Is that clear?”

    Essek held himself stiffly, his shoulders rising in affront. A dangerous lapse of control, considering the woman standing before him, and one he would berate himself for later in the privacy of his tower, but he couldn’t help it. To be bartered off as—as a diplomatic representative of all things. It was absurd, insulting. Was the prestige his accomplishments brought to the den not enough? The Bright Queen herself had awarded him the title of Shadowhand for the advancements he’d made to the field of dunamancy, advancements that had secured countless victories in the war. Why should he have to upend his entire life to accommodate some human he’d never even met?

    Or: A Shadowgast Arranged Marriage AU in Space~

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    “Tommy, close your eyes,” Technoblade commanded.
    “Why-”
    “Do it,” he said firmly. His knuckles turned white from how hard he was gripping the iron bars, “Fenik,” he said, and the iron tore apart in front of him, the shackles on his wrists shattered and fell to the ground.
    The guard stumbled back, “Don’t come any closer or I’ll-”
    Techno didn’t let him finish the thought, “Kh’ek.”
    The guard’s body crumpled, his bones shattering out of his skin. Blood erupted from the guard, spraying all across the hallway and cell.
    “Alright,” he said, turning around, “It’s over. You can open your-”
    Tommy was staring at him with wide, very haunted, very open, eyes. A drop of blood from the spray rolled down his cheek, “What the fuck was that?” he choked out.

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    In a world of gods and magic, everything has a true Name. A Name was the sound of a soul, the fabric of being. If you knew something’s Name, you held complete power over it.
    Technoblade is the greatest Namer to ever live, rumored to know the Names of everything in the world. Everything of course, but his own.

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