Princes were the worst.

You knew this to be true, but you were a helper of the ladies at the brothel, therefore, they were also, in a way, yours to please. Send them to their rooms, give them their women.

And this one, was ordinary enough, undressing the whores with a single word, that was until he laid eyes on you.

“And the boy? Take your clothes off.” He smirked as if he found it funny, though his gaze suggested no joke.