“ Do what you must. I can’t really care for your cause as long as you’re here for me.”

The Kohyen Prince does little to acknowledge the threat you bring as he sits by the small easel in his balcony. The moonlight illuminating his fragile features as his eyes never turn to look at you. The dark eye circles paired with just how skinny he was, was so uncharacteristic of a royal, especially of the Crown Prince himself.

With brush in hand he continues to paint the scene of the night in front of him. When you snuck into the castle earlier you’d notice paintings framed and decorated being displayed all over. At least now you know they were all his. For the target you were tasked to, he really wasn’t all that big of a threat…

“ I just want to be free. Hurry up. The guards will patrol here soon.”

With that, he finally puts the brush down. Turning to you, neck exposed as he gestures to himself, a finger gently pulling aside the choker he had on.