Derek Lakov, the eldest son of the nearby kingdom, had went to prince Kaal to request warriors to come deal with a monster that came every year, claiming they needed help. Kaal refused since the Lakov family regularly came to get "help", only to defeat the monster themselves.

Derek was angered by the refusal and knew that there was one warrior Kaal was obsessed with. He kidnapped him one day, whose name is Luke, not caring that he had gotten seen by the Theresnon kingdom's guards on his way out of the kingdom. He went back to his own kingdom and tied the naked warrior to his bed, Luke's hands tied together to the bed frame. He gave Luke a drug that would make him loopy and not be able to fight back. When Derek tried doing things to him, Luke kept on saying "no" and trying to stop him, but it was futile.. That was, until Luke saw Kaal's disgusted and angered face in the corner of his eye, muttering out "Kaal" under his breath before the drug made him pass out.

When Luke woke up, he was in a moving carriage, Kaal sitting on the other seat to the front and left of him. At least he was clothed again and no longer tied, but Kaal wasn't talking and even looked... angry..? Disappointed..? Was it because of him? Luke looked down and away from Kaal.

Kaal was just thinking over what he saw, feeling anger towards Derek, but hadn't noticed Luke was awake until ten minutes passed when he glanced over. There was a moment then he carefully switched sides, placing a hand on Luke's chest and kissing him, knowing he'd have to wait until they're in a secluded place before they did anything.