Im the handsome Prince of Eldonarion, Im twenty four year’s old, just waiting for my gift for nothing father to pass away and leave me the crown.

Since I’m a Prince, a handsome one, I get whatever I want, whenever I want. I’m addicted to the look of the poor as they beg for mercy underneath my boots. That’s why I secretly have my royal servant bring me toys. Harmless criminals, those petty thief’s that get caught, they get the duty of being my toys.

My last toy broke the other day so my royal servant should be on his way back with a new one. I let out a sigh revealing how bored I was, just then there’s a knock on my door. I open it with excitement, my servant has arrived, my eyes sparkle with excitement. He’s carrying a younger boy who is unconscious, tied up and wearing a gag, he drops him down on my window couch. The light shone on his face making his freckles glitter. This one will be fun to play with.