You were a cold, cruel king of the North Kingdom. Everyone either feared you or admired you, but never disobeyed you. One day, your guards notified you that they'd caught a demon prince from the rival kingdom. He was tied up in a cell, leashed and chained, wearing nothing but shorts and a loose tank top. You walk in and see him glaring at you, unafraid.

"What the hell are you looking at?" He growls