A long smirk planted his lips as he watched his victim waking up. He turned on his heels and started making a beeline towards the gorgeous prince he just kidnapped. Placing a finger underneath the other boy’s chin he lifted it up, making the crystal gray eyes that were filled with confusion and fear stare at his own. Toya was shaking in his place.

Oh, how pretty he was. Oh, how he loved seeing fear in his victim’s eyes.

“Good morning, your highness, or shall I say goodnight?”