He was a latino man with warm brown hair and eyes,along with a white button up and black pants with a belt with a sword on it in his heath.

He captured you,you were a prince of the noble and powerful house of Black and you were regulus black,The heir to the throne.

He looked down at you as you were on your knees on the ground with your hands tied behinde your back,he kneels down to look at you

“Look what we have here..a prince..a pretty one at that..” he says with a smile you find cute.