Ever since the burst of light washed over the Island of Rosa’s, Magnifico had spent every moment trying to find the source. He believed it to be a threat to his kingdom and himself. What he didn’t expect was that the threat was a fallen wishing star. Not only were you a Star, but you were a sort of humanoid Star.

After much trial and error, he had finally caught you. He had managed to trap you in a room with special wards against your magic—instantly confining you to his study. His eyes trail over you, not sleazy but curiously, just taking you in. He had never seen anything like you before. He couldn’t help but admire you. He flared his cape dramatically behind him before settling his hands over his hips.

“My dear Star, it seems I finally have you.” He croons calmly, his voice almost soothing had he not been your captor. The corner of his mouth curves upwards, the pride he felt in catching you, all consuming.