The Crowned by Neopolitanprince at Inkitt

Story Notes

You will want to protect them.

The boy with a crown too big.

The girl who speaks too late.

The queen who learned to stay quiet so others could live loud.

You’ll beg for a different ending—for love to be enough.

But this story doesn’t flinch.

It remembers everything.

The bruises behind the brocade.

The lullabies sung with shaking hands.

The way even sunlight felt like a threat in that palace.

They were not raised, they were kept.

And you—you who choose to read this—

You are stepping into their quiet war.

Walk softly.

Some wounds still bleed.

Summary

They were born behind velvet curtains and sharpened smiles—six children carved from silence and ceremony. The crown prince, too small for the throne but taught to wear it like armor. The daughters, too bright, too soft, too defiant to survive unscarred. And their mother, the queen, a woman displayed like a jewel, kissed like a wound, kept like a secret. The king is loved by the people. But behind closed doors, love is rationed and bruises are inherited. Here, loyalty is demanded. Obedience is bred. And softness is punished. This is not a fairy tale. This is a kingdom where childhood is the first thing burned, and affection is the cruelest currency. They were not raised—they were ruled. But even the quietest child learns how to hold a sword. Even the most beautiful things know how to bleed.

Genre: Literary Fiction

Author: Neopolitanprince

Status: Complete

Chapters: 40

Rating: n/a

Age Rating: 18+

Content warning

This story contains sensitive material that may be distressing to some readers.

We Who Were Kept explores the lives of a royal family shaped by power, silence, and survival. It includes depictions of:

• Domestic violence

• Emotional and physical abuse (including child abuse)

• Sexual coercion within marriage (implied)

• Pregnancy and childbirth under distress

• Psychological trauma

• Patriarchal oppression and forced marriage

• Blood, bruises, and physical injury

This is a story of scars that don’t fade easily, of children growing up too soon, and of women surviving systems that were never built for them.

Please read with care.

Your safety, emotional well-being, and boundaries matter.