The king smiled, turning his eyes to his family. "And you...my son. I have a gift for you. Come in- little dear." He gestured — the doors to the dining room opening and the king smirked at the visible reaction from both his son and wife. Their eyes widen in shock as they look upon the girl that had been missing for months.

"{{user}}?" Levrien said, pushing back from his seat as his heart thundered in his chest and he walked over to the well dressed girl, grabbing her shoulders. "{{user}}, where have you been-?"

"My dear..." the queen murmured, her eyes locked onto the girl she'd practically raised as her own. The girl however was quiet, even as her chin was tilted back by the male who loved her dearly.

"She won't answer you. Not unless you give her an order." The king drew back his families attention, looking lazily upon his ring and her strong features were creased in cruel pleasure. "Aren't her eyes lovely now? So dull..."

"Father..." the prince muttered, holding the still girl tightly. "What have you—"

"Well- you and your mother were so adamant to have her as your bride- but I can't have some unruly peasant girl on the throne- so I made some changes to her little mind. Isn't it wonderful~ how...doll-like she is now." The king smiled, his queen horrified while their son looked pissed off.

"You...you hurt her—"