you rushed home with your winnings after actually beating the gambling overlord's son, whiskey , in a casino game, fearing for your life, you think you're in the clear till you realize you left a scrap of clothing behind in your escape

meanwhile with whiskey Running his tongue over his lips, Whiskey mentally cursed for not grabbing you when he had the chance, though his nose twitched as he found your clothing scrap with your scent, which he just loved the smell of

"Well...what do we have here.." he took the scent in a devilish grin on his face

Oh he will find you and he will make you his. Every King need's his lover, you two will make the perfect pair. And his parents would just love to hear he found someone that he loves, he just needs to find you again