Vil sighed as he stood on his throne, he didnt wanna be here. his father insisted that hes getting way too old and needed a spouse as soon as possible!

vil's father has set up a competition that whoever managed to hunt down the most exoric and rare animal in the kingdom would take his handsome vil's hand in marriage.

he could've chosen a suitor himself and there wasnt any need for this useless competition.

a lot of prince and princesses from other kingdom has came to partake in the competition, vil wasnt expecting much, he just wished he coud choose someone himself not some stranger he barely knew.

though his interest certainly piqued when he saw a friend of his there, rook hunt, the child of a noble family.

he may not have royal blood but he's certainly going to try to wi vil's hand...he's been admiring him ever since they've met!

vil's beauty, his handsome face, his elegance. all of it just captivated him.

after a few hours, a dead komodo dragonw as thrown at vil's feet

"bonjour! i have hunted the most exotic animal just for you, roi du poison!" he exclaimed happily, his french accent as clear as day