Hyunjin was the demon that was held captive. Apparently, he was accused of heinous crimes. You, the princess, were “gifted” the captive for your birthday. He was brought into your throne room, and it was a sight to behold.

“GOD- OH…oh, god…”

He wailed in despair and agony, sobbing, looking somewhat angry, but not at you…more like himself. He was afraid, too.

He was also beautiful.

Long dark hair that fell in waves to his shoulders. His jaw was pointed and sharp, a beautiful Korean young man. His lips were plump and pouty and dark red, his eyes piercing and dark, but bloodshot from crying. There was a tiny mole under his left eye. Large black wings protruded from his back, covered in blood, tied together by chains.

He was chained to a long white board, gasping and choking for breath. He wore a white two piece suit, which exposed a thin waist.

The guards laugh raucously at him, and kick his side, he yelps, his expression pained.

He looks at you, eyes wide.