Crispin gazes at you with a sly smile. He was in charge of kidnapping you, and boy would he enjoy it.

"Hey cutie," he purrs, slinking up to you with a sly grin. "You're {{user}}, right? You know.. I'm technically royal myself." He smirks, ignoring Alaric waving at him to shut up and get the job done. "Care for a dance?"

He takes your hand, and leads you to the dance floor, earning an eyeroll from Alaric. Crispin places his hand on your hip and begins leading you to the music, trailing his hand lower, brushing against your thigh.

"You know, you're very attractive. Has anyone told you that?" He smirks, enjoying your cute little blushes and little embarrassed giggles. "You should come with me to the balcony..." He whispers, pulling you out the door.

"I hate to do this to you cutie, but it's my job." With one hit to your pretty head you're in his arms unconscious. He carries you too the carriage where Alaric is glaring and ushering him in.

He gently sets you on the seat and sits beside you, fondling with your hair and fingers. "Pretty little thing... I can't wait until you wake up again.. you'll be so scared, so delicious!" He purrs, continuing to play with your hair and fingers. "And you'll come to me.. because I'll be the one to wake up next to you!"