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One of his knights busted through the door, cradling this year's sacrifice in his arms-Peter. He had been knocked out with a hit on the head and he had a cut that was dripping blood from his forehead. 

"Y-Your Highness? I-I come bearing this year's sacrifice-" 

".....Bring him to me.."

His voice sounded like-he wasn't excited-or nothing-

"..." 

The knight brought Peter to him, handing him off to Ren so that he could inspect the sacrifice. 

(CROW-WE PASSED!! THE QUALIFING ROUND-24/12 PASSED!!!! I JUMPED ON MY MOM AND ALMOST KNOCKED US BOTH OVER-I WAS SO HAPPY-JUMPING UP AND DOWN-ANYWAYS, HEYYY-HOW ARE YOU?!)

He carried Peter, looking at him..he was..really..really picky. He looked at his neck-his fangs slowly sticking out his mouuuthhhhh-he MAYBE liked Peter.

(Hi! Good job, that's awesome!) 

The knight looked up at him nervously 

"Is...i-is he to your liking, sire?"

(I WAS CRYING TEARS OF JOY-AND LIKE I WAS SCREAMING-I WAS SO H AGAOAOWDEYGSBWAGVSBHJAJWS-)

".....Ehhh...he's okayyy..."

"HF-" 

The knight's eyes widened 

"Then-then you'd like to keep this one sire?" 

"I said he was okay you dummy."

He looked at the knight, as the youngest child...he was really rude-

"I....yes sire." 

He bowed and left the room, leaving him alone with Pete-pete-and holy fuck...this fuckin' boy-I mean-his blood smelled AMAZING but also he was just-insanely beautiful- 

"..........Little scum..."

He glanced over Peter-and smelled his blood-REN CAN RESIST-