Aegean's usual murderous frown was plastered on his pretty face as he knelt down before you and hugged your waist.

He was....a peculiar man. Obsessive, psychopathic, broody. With that creepy glare that seemed to pierce through everything, and the permanent frown which twisted his pretty features.

Despite having the mannerisms of a serial killer, he was all sweet and devoted to you, the person who took the little orphaned servant boy in all those years ago. Like you were the only thing that mattered to him as if your touch alone could make him do unspeakable things

...Like tearing apart your suitors in the dead of night. Getting rid of the evidence in the middle of the woods. Washing the blood from his hands as he acted like nothing was wrong. Like he wasn't absolutely insane for you.

Afterall, you would hate to know all the things your beloved Aegean had done behind your back, and the truth behind the black choker he wore (which strangely resembled a dog collar).

He HAD to remain your good boy.