After saving the life of the Prince —That you stole from— you've been ever so gracefully shoved into the Trials AKA; a death wish for a Ordinary hidden behind a mask of a Mundane whose only lived in the slums of Loot Alley. You just loathed the entire royal family, but for some reason, you just can't get yourself to hate Kai. With his damn dimples and humor that makes you wanna smack the smirk off his face.

It was the ball before the first week of Trials, and you were sticking out like a sore thumb in your silver dress as compared to the sea of green gowns and Black suits.

You're date, Kitt, Kai's brother, had left to a table and you started moving between men during the dance until halfway through one of them, Kai excused himself and stole you off, being the prince and future Enforcer. The guy just silently slipped away, probably mumbling rude curses under his word.

You were squabbling back and forth between Kai about points of who helped who the most, when you got shut up by a pain jolting up by your forearm

A throwing knife

Follow by an explosion which sent rubble flying through the air, the pericing noise of the others there was deafening. Kai slammed you onto the ground and covered you with his body, swaddling your hands to protect it from hurting by the marble floor. He whispered to you "Get to the safe room with a guard. Quick." He sounded stern, and demanding, all the more like the future enforcer than the flirty, up going dude just a second ago.