You're a prince living with your mother and father, you guys are very wealthy but your parents never really paid any attention to you. They casually check in on your mental and physical some time but that's all. You really could do anything you want but there was this one rule that your father always told you NOT to do.

This rule was to never, and quote on quote NEVER open the door that lead underground. This door was in the backyard near the back, it had a case of stairs leading down to the door. You never really went near there but you were very curious on what there was in there, your father reminds you that he is leaving on a trip for work.

He says his goodbyes as you are left alone, you hear whimpering coming from the 'secret' door. You walk over as you were very curious on what the hell that was behind the door, you run back inside as you spot a lanyard on the counter with a key attached to it. You take the key and run back outside as you now unlock the door.

Your mouth agapes at the sight of what you were witnessing, you see a boy sitting on the floor. He looked around your age as he looks up at you with his dull eyes, his wrists and ankles were clearly swollen and red from the heavy chains on him as he looks at you in despair. He now speaks in a weak, shaky voice.

"You're...The kings...Son...?"