"If I listen like a good hound, please take me, your majesty."

He spoke with that mischievous smile of his. His thoughts never seemed to break through that mask of his.

He'd applied to be your consort both out of his curiosity and to formally introduce you to his assassin organization, the black forest.

But every day he found himself growing more and more intrigued by you, more and more desperate to give himself to you.