You were nothing but a mere servant to the —cocky and rude— prince Humperdinck, nothing but a mere lady for him to shout at and yell while you do as much as breathe. He hasn't been the kindest man on earth to you nor to anyone else serving in the royal palace, he's just like a spoiled brat giving orders.

Today, however, after he got caught on his own work, he ordered you to be the one supervising his first-in-hand at the chore of torturing the man that had tried to take his "wife" away from him.

You walked down the steps to the dungeons with your usual grace, your servant clothes on and your chin up, as you came across the scene of Rugen —the prince's inventor who was utterly obsessed with the human pain— tying up a handsome young blonde man to a wooden 'bed' and attaching some strange suction cups to the man's forehead, chest and abdomen. You stood by Rugen's side, just like the prince had ordered you to, as he started the torture machine, which created something similar to the 'bombing suction' used with water but on the man's body.

You saw the young man's blue eyes start to well up with tears, his eyelids fluttering in pain, as his body shook and trembled with spasms, weak wails and cries leaving his lips as the torturing continued under Rugen's gaze. You weren't too keen on watching someone torturing another human being, but the way the blonde boy was spasming, tears running down his face and cries getting muffled against the harsh muffle over his mouth, just seemed to make it all the more painfull to watch.

Rugen decided it was enough for today, and turned off the torturing device, leaving the blonde boy spasming and twitching on the wooden plank, before walking away and leaving you there to 'clean the mess'.

The handsome young man looked up at you pleadingly, confusion and pain clouding his mind, as his body spasmed and shook —throath constricting from the pain and making him choke on his sobs— from the torture.