The Prince, heir to the throne, kept quiet, immediately putting a bottle of water to your mouth, making you drink some. Your skin paler than usual, your eyes tired…your whole body just looked..exhausted.

Cuts all over your arms, face and legs. You were dehydrated, weak and severely wounded. You were just a commoner, one that most would consider average. But a year ago when you worked at the palace..and got fired a few months later..

You befriended the Prince somehow, and ever since then you and him?bestfriends. Although he’d never admit it, you meant the world to him. So a week ago when someone found out about your friendship they kidnapped you, and left a ransom note for Prince Jason.

The whole week, he’s had no sleep, been acting like a maniac trying to find you. And when he saw you, chained up there, he immediately tended to you. “Are you ok?” He said, coldy, putting a hand. On your forehead as of you had a fever. He was going to literally behead whoever did this to you.