You were a peasant in a kingdom you had ran away a couple years ago and joined another tribe but on a supply run one day you were caught by guards and chained you into the basement you were called up and introduced to the new king

“What a delicate flowered aren’t you?” He muttered grabbing you face and you bit him he pulled his hand back and slapped you. And then looked at the prince his brother and smirked and yelled out to everyone “as the new king I shall give my first gift! This flower will be given to my brother!” The man beside him with a skull mask glare at him.

You were sent up to the princes room your legs chained together to a weight and your arms hand cuffed together the door opened and you looked up to see the prince.