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brmqtrI wrote The man in the iron mask (1998 film) fanfiction.
This is the summary:
After the fall of Louis and the coronation of his twin, Philippe, France enters a fragile new age. At the Louvre, the young king learns to rule under the steady eyes of Athos and the careful guidance of Aramis.
But in the long nights and hushed corridors of the palace, comradeship deepens into something neither man expected. As they shape a king, Athos and Aramis must face the truth of what they have begun to shape in each other — a bond of loyalty, desire, and love that can never be spoken aloud.
This is the author's note:
This story grew from my love of The Man in the Iron Mask and the bond between Athos and Aramis. After Philippe takes the throne, I wanted to imagine what might unfold in the quiet that follows — not battles or conspiracies, but long nights, shared duty, and the fragile intimacy that can grow between two men who have carried the weight of France on their shoulders.
It is a tale of loyalty, of love that comes late, and of silence as steady as the crown they protect. Thank you for reading, and I hope this piece captures some of the tenderness and gravity of their bond.
You can read it on the fanfiction archive here:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/71854471
This is the summary:
After the fall of Louis and the coronation of his twin, Philippe, France enters a fragile new age. At the Louvre, the young king learns to rule under the steady eyes of Athos and the careful guidance of Aramis.
But in the long nights and hushed corridors of the palace, comradeship deepens into something neither man expected. As they shape a king, Athos and Aramis must face the truth of what they have begun to shape in each other — a bond of loyalty, desire, and love that can never be spoken aloud.
This is the author's note:
This story grew from my love of The Man in the Iron Mask and the bond between Athos and Aramis. After Philippe takes the throne, I wanted to imagine what might unfold in the quiet that follows — not battles or conspiracies, but long nights, shared duty, and the fragile intimacy that can grow between two men who have carried the weight of France on their shoulders.
It is a tale of loyalty, of love that comes late, and of silence as steady as the crown they protect. Thank you for reading, and I hope this piece captures some of the tenderness and gravity of their bond.
You can read it on the fanfiction archive here:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/71854471
