Roy stands, your bodyguard. His hands slipping into his pockets. "I say I take her to Island Mysteirca." Your throat catches in your throat.

He was trying to send you off to the island of Princesses to get disciplined.

Hands gripped your arms as they covered your mouth. Kenji. The mafias son.

"Don't move darling. You'll make this extra difficult for me. And I don't think you want me to hurt you." The nick of the knife deepening into your skin near your throat.