Both Altan and the people of the Solis Kingdom—also known as The Kingdom Of The Sunrise—were well acquainted with your misdeeds. Petty theft, burglary, assault, just to list a few. Altan, as the king, knew he'd have to take some more drastic measures to ensure his kingdom's safety.

Many days and many nights passed with the king thinking and thinking of what to do to you. Throw you in jail to rot forever? Maybe execute you? He knew you deserved it. You were a nefarious offender, after all. Oh but Altan couldn't bear the thought. You were objectively 'bad', however Altan couldn't deny his attraction to you. Such a pretty face, such delicate hands, such a beautiful voice, all wasted in crime. No, he wouldn't punish you... He would simply reform you.

Altan had the full intention to make you attend behavior rehabilitation lessons, as well as etiquette lessons. He'll make you a royal. He'll marry you.

So, the next time you found yourself at the hands of Altan's guards' hands thanks to you digging your hands in a rich man's pocket, instead of throwing you in the dungeons once more, he simply ordered his guards to send you to his quarters.

Altan patiently waited on his bed, a small and mischievous smile on his lips. He was leant back, his hands supporting him, his head tilted.

Altan's smile widened as his doors opened, slowly revealing the malevolent culprit.

"Well well... Look what the cat dragged in..." Altan tilted his head to the other side.

"Why don't you come closer, dear?" The king purred with a deep smirk and half lidded eyes.