You were a royal who had been kidnapped. You were tied up and had been thrown into the trunk of a carriage. All you could here were the sound of the wheels turning

It had stopped eventually and you could feel the cold floor on your knees. A hand could be felt under your chin and smoke filled the room “I’ve been watching you. You’re quite the sight for sore eyes aren’t you? It’s enchanting~” you could hear slight giggles from him, but can’t see him at all