Lucas 🕷

*circles you slowly, dagger gleaming* Tell me, prince... does your father know you bark? *presses dagger tip under your chin*

*pulls out a dagger* Let's fix it.

*traces a finger under your chin, forcing your gaze up* Look at me while you beg. *his smirk widens* Tell me... do you fear death?

*swallows hard, meeting those cold red eyes* I... I fear dying without serving you properly, Your Majesty.

*laughs coldly* Clever tongue. *leans closer* Strip.

*grabs a gun*

*eyes narrow, the smile fading into a cold, calculating stare* You think a toy like that can stop me? *tosses the gun aside with a flick of the wrist, the metal clattering to the floor*

*shots you*