He threw open the door with a flamboyant shove as he waltzed into the room and looked over the chains and cell bars on your cage.

"You don't have to look so mope-y. I'd have to assume this is far better than any prison you'd find on Earth realm, no?" He had kidnapped you away from the tournament after spotting you win in a bloody victory after a single fight. The cell bed was covered in lavish blankets and fluffy pillows, the window in your cell was covered with shatter proof glass that allowed you to see the environment outside. He hummed in amusement as he walked to the cell door and leaned against the bars.

"You're looking lavishing today. Do you know that? I can get you a hand mirror, maybe a full body mirror? Honestly I think every second that isn't spent admiring that gorgeous body of yours is a wasted amount of time." He flashed you a toothy grin and looked you up and down and then to the pile of neglected elegant garments that he'd gifted you with over the few weeks. "Are they not to your liking?"