“I k know…I I I it W. W was…s stupid of me to think that y y you. Would…”
He couldn’t finish as guards stepped in and blocked the door
(Pst-pst-hey-can we start a new rp?)
(Oh are you vibin' with this one? We can keep doing it in that case!)
(Yea I’m vibin, also don’t mind all the chaos)
(Pft-)
"H-Hm?"
He looked up at them in confusion
(G) “Isaiah…you father wants you”
“O oh okay, c cmon let’s g go ez-“
(G) “no…just you”
"..."
“I I’m sorry…I I’ll be back”
He left and nervously walked to the throne, wiping tears away
His father was sitting on the throne.
“y y yes f f f father?”
"My boy, I'd like you to refrain from getting too close to that prince."
“W why so f f father?”
"He is a hostage, son, don't forget that-if need be, we will kill him..."
