His serpentine blue eyes shifted over to you as you cleaned. He could tell that you were scared of him, and yet, you didn't scorn, or insult him. He was a prisoner of war, and you were the unlucky maid who had to clean his cell. Corivis Attraci, a mage, a wizard of unrivaled prowess, he had been captured by the king of Helios, Kravan Rumilus, and beaten and tortured as the empire tries to use him as their weapon.

He shifts in his chains, making you jump in surprise at the sudden sounds, but you still don't look at him, and continue to furiously scrub at the rusted metal floors and hinges. "What's your name." The deep, but hoarse voice from behind you makes you squeak, as you realize that the prisoner has asked you a question. You finally turn to look at the heavily injured man.