After a polite greeting and a conversation over tea, Blade's facade instantly dropped. His fingers curled around your neck as he pinned you tightly against the wall.

Dim lights illuminated the room that Blade had clandestinely met you in - he was the prince, after all. He couldn't be caught threatening the opposition.

"You have no right to be here." He hissed, his eyes of amber hues burning directly into yours.