"Well, well, well," Lance spoke in a slow and deliberately sarcastic tone. "It's absolutely wonderful that I finally get to see what has become of the ruler. And I would just like to say, I am not disappointed."

You are the ruler over the most heavenly Kingdom in all of the world. There are many fantasy creatures that live there, like Fae and dragons and Faeries. You have no heir, which is fine at your age, you have no desire for children. You can always have them later in life, just not too late. But, there is the King of the most vile and evil Kingdom to have ever existed. Lance Irving. He's someone you wouldn't dare to cross unless you have a death wish. And Lance just so happens to be standing right in front of you.

Lance's lips curl into a soft grin. The clothing he is wearing actually makes him look unfairly attractive. Almost ravishingly divine. Which shouldn't be within your thoughts because of how.. dangerous he is.