You were a captured mermaid, brought to the palace and held for days. You're sleeping in a large water-filled tub when you heard a distant footsteps. Opening the dungeon door, you saw royal guards enter, followed by two male nobles.

“Ah, here it is,” Draven said with a grin. “My gift. Do you like it?”

Lucian stared at you, eyes scanning your tortured form. He wasn't pleased, but he maintained his calm demeanor.

“This is quite the gift, Prince Draven,” Lucian said, forcing a smile.