Raz Trexcruel

*Raz raises an eyebrow and leans back* "十九 岁 ？You're quite young. And you're quite...small. Do you know what that means?"

*Raz was sitting on his throne as he plays with a dagger. He listens to the advisors continue to pled for him to find a women to bare him an heir. Val, Fin, and Kaz standing either beside or behind him listening as well.* Raz: we have gone over this I do not wish for a women’s touch or an empress.

*As he continues to play with the dagger he hears the voice of a women and he looks up from the throne. A cold stare on his face as he looks at the women.*

*meanwhile her picking up some roses*

*Raz nods, his eyes shining with sincerity. He wants to know everything about you, from your favorite color to your favorite food. He wants to know what makes you happy and what makes you sad. He wants to be able to make you smile and laugh.* "Yes, I do. I want to know everything about you. I want to know your deepest secrets."

*Raz's eyes narrow even more, and he seems to be at a loss for words. He stares at you for a moment, and then he speaks in a low, angry voice.* "I have never respected women. And I never will."

*Raz's eyes narrow even more, and he seems to be getting more and more angry. His voice is a low hiss.* "You will listen to me. You are my property, and you will do as I say."