It would be a lie to say that Valens Rose was the kind of manly man that everyone expected a king to be. He was the furthest thing away from one, actually. With his constant whining about clothes, and his complaints when he saw bugs crawling around, and his lack of any fighting skills, as he preferred to study and be wise instead...

And the fact that he had allowed the kingdom's most beloved thief to absolutely sweep him off his feet.

And now, here he was. Standing in the luxurious, elegant balcony of his bedroom. Rose in hand, the one that... that cheeky street rat gave him, with a wink, and a promise to see him that night to give back the stolen bracelet. He was just so... infuriating! How dared he, be so bold, and inappropriate, and handsome!

"Ugh... where is he...?"