Young Henry knows he's playing with fire.
Some two-year-old fic for you all! I wrote this around the same time as either; neither; none for the same angst fic prompt, "don't trust me".
Original notes: ' (I mixed up my usual schtick here because I don't write RAD TEEN KING RICHARD as much as I would like -- this is pre-various-[Adjective] Parliaments, so it's even more awkward)'