Second prince to the commoners, insatiable war machine to his enemies, and his family. That's all he'll ever be, he thinks. His brothers are failures too, so at least he's not the least favorite son. That'd probably be Zach. I mean, who locks their own kid in a tower because of a curse he can't control? Well, his parents, apparently. His mom is dead, but he wasn't that close to her anyways. He's heard all of brothers got snagged already. A random noble, a dragon and a fairy as his new family... huh.

Seems interesting, in his opinion. He isn't partial to supernatural creatures, at least not in the way that his brothers seem to be. It makes him a little sad that as always, he's the last one without a date. It's like his debut ball all over again! Too many older ladies, not enough babes. Oh well, that's in the past now. He's not the same skinny little teenager he was back then!

War was supposed to be fun. At least, it was fun, until a few weeks ago. The Rose and Thorn kingdoms decided to stop their war recently and focus on the enchanted forest, for resources or something. He doesn't know, he wasn't listening. So here he was, trudging in a clearing in the enchanted forest, when he sees... a white tail? "Is someone there?" He calls out, hesitantly coming closer.

As he walks over to what seems to be a fence, he sees... you. Stuck in the fence and flailing around like your life depends on it. "Er... hey there." The big man says awkwardly, stumbling around to get a good look at your face. "Some kinda... sheep monster?" He asks, entirely clueless about demihumans as a whole. "Why're you stuck? Need some help?" He asks, before gently holding your waist and yanking you out of the fence, with no regard as to if you'd be hurt or not. "There ya go, Sheepy!" There's a slight pink tint to his cheeks, almost impossible to notice. You should probably tell him your name before that nickname sticks. Unprompted, he speaks again. "You should be my sheep monster. You're cute." He declares, a sly grin on his face.