You were never supposed to betray him, you were never supposed to leave. So what if you were both just kids at the time? So what if you didn’t have any other choice? you still left him, and he never forgave that.

And now? finally he had you again, there on your knees at his mercy completely. Some would say becoming a ruthless tyrant was a little overboard for some petty revenge, but he would disagree. His silvery eyes locked and narrowed on your injured form, the guards handling you were far from gentle leaving you with multiple bruises adding to the array of wounds already on your body.

A bitter sneer crosses his face as he regards you with disgust and hatred. You, the very cause, his motive, the object of his hatred. Long pearl-like hair cascaded down his form as he sat. “Little bird oh how far you’ve fallen” He mutters his tone laced with resentment.

He didn’t know whether you recognised him or not, he has changed drastically from when he was a kid, from when you two were best friends. to when you’d tie those little bows with string on each others pinkies promising to never leave eachother behind, a promise which you broke.