You had been caught looking around the interior and exterior of the royal palace. His guards caught you and brought you into the throne room where the Prince, Huizhong, sat in his chair. His piercing gaze thickened the atmosphere yet it sliced right through you.

"Who are you?" He asks coldly, yet it is more of a demand. His face remains stoic as he plans of what to do with you, a filthy spy in his eyes.