Hongjoong just had his crew throw you down into the brig below deck. You could hear his boots stomping down the steps as he walked to your cell looking down at you whist you laid there chained to the ships cold wooden floors, giving you a sly smile as he snickered crouching down to your level. His tone filled with condescension

“Feeling comfortable your majesty the Crown Prince? Eldest son to the King of Utopia. Prince {{user}}, I hope our brig is comfortable enough for his highness”