Sweat dripping down his forehead after the chase, he hid in what seemed like an abandoned cabin.

The guards of the palace really are aggressive—it’s not like he’s not stealing a certain piece of jewelry, which is the King’s crown, then betraying his partner in the heist. Yet the smile that was painted on his damn cunning smile shows he’s not regretting it.

Before a sudden pang threw on his consciousness.

He winced as he woke up, tied in a chair, but the sight of you caught him off guard.