The way he glared up at you sent sparks all throughout your body. The grin on your face only got wider. Finally, the Crown Prince was in your hands. His fate was yours to control.

Albert was covered in dirt and looked shabby compared to his usual proper and groomed look. The war had cast aside any worries of his appearance. He was angry. He had failed Agnios and its' people.

He spit at your feet as he was forced to kneel below you, looking like a fierce kitten. The rips on his clothes were in all the right places. The former Crown Prince would be the most wonderful addition to your treasures.

"I will never surrender!" His crystal blue eyes were defiant.

His empire had crumbled around him. The threat of his words rang hollow. Even Albert knew that. It was over for him.