This is my first proper AU. I hope you all like it. It is set in CardVerse Hetalia. It's based off a picture I found on Tumblr, so yeah, the idea isn't all mine.
Alfred warily looked around as Yao – his Jack – led him down the dungeon corridors. There was a heavy silence, much contrast from the earlier light hearted mood of his coronation as King of Spades; the only thing that broke the silence where the two men's footsteps and they echoed off the stone walls. The Jack cleared his throat, still two strides in front of his King.
"Congratulations on being crowned, your majesty." Alfred quickened his steps to walk beside his Jack. "I'm sure you're curious as to why we're in the dungeons." Yao stopped and Alfred copied, only then noticing that they'd stopped in front of a cell. Curiously, he stepped forward, peering in through the bars that prohibited the inmate from escaping. He could outline a figure in the darkness, but turned to his Jack for an explanation. As the Jack began to speak, the King's blue eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he realised that they were looking in on a man no older than himself. Yao took a deep breath, whilst the imprisoned man opened his eyes.
"Meet Captain Arthur Kirkland." The man's blazing emerald eyes flashed up to lock onto the King's sapphire orbs. His mouth formed a predatory smirk, as if he had finally caught his prey. "The Queen of Spades." Alfred took a step backwards, keeping a guarded look in his eyes.
"The Queen?" Kirkland lent forward, his crimson coat falling over his chest. "A pirate?" He asked, slightly shocked at the identity of his fellow ruler. Yao nodded, looking slightly grim. Alfred couldn't tear his eyes away from the emerald eyed man, who was smirking up at him. After what seemed like an eternity, Kirkland bent his head forward, breaking eye contact as his dirty blonde hair fell over his eyes. Alfred could still clearly see the smirk that was etched on his lips.
"Well, it isn't very often I get visitors." A voice purred. It took a few moments for Alfred to realise that the smooth voice was coming from the smirking pirate captain. "Let alone the Jack and King of Spades." He tilted his head upwards again, looking up at the two free men. "For what do I owe this honour?" He spat sarcastically, the smirk dropping from his mouth – a look of hatred and boredom crossing onto his face.
Alfred had never been the one to be afraid of someone. He could easily stand up to the harsh and deadly gaze of King Ivan of Clubs. He could deal with the knowledge that some people desperately wanted to have him dead. He could come to terms with the fact that he was destined to either lead his country and people to death or to success. He could understand all of that and not live in fear of his future. But with one look, Arthur Kirkland managed to send shivers down his spine.
This is just a sample, to see how much everyone likes it.
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