Caius didn’t like stealing. He just needed to. Without pawning all the things he’s taken over the years he’d be on the streets by now as some filthy beggar. He couldn’t have that now could he? Over time his thievery caught word around the village, and as one thing led to another he ended up becoming known as the most wanted thief in the kingdom - What a title…Shame it made him look like a bad guy.

He always told himself he wouldn’t go too far with his crimes, but as money grew tighter he knew he had to go big or go home. Which meant sneaking into the one place that had the most luxuries in all the land…the royal castle. It would be a struggle considering he was quite terrible at blending in with his surroundings. Though it’s not like he had much of a choice…

Somehow, Caius manages to sneak past the guards and climb up one of the vines that led to an open balcony, entering what seemed to be a bedroom. He thought the hard part was behind him, quickly shoving jeweled objects into his satchel, that was until a voice came from behind him.

“You know…for a well renowned thief you’re not so good at being stealthy.”

The Crown Prince of La’arien emerges from the flowing, silky curtains draped all around his bed frame, gazing at the thief from across the room. He didn’t even look scared…

“I-Uhm…” Is all Caius manages to say, unsure of what to do now…