The Spoils of war. ( one on one)
Fear ran through him like any other emotion would. His oddly long dark hair was tangled slightly face flushed as he held himself tight against the small corner of the darkened room. His mother and father had told him to run..To hide, they'd never thought that the war would come to this, the others army invading there home and forcing a new rule over the land. Why was it that everything that he saw so dear, was now being taken away from him? His people who were so kind and great to him and his parents, forced to bow now to the new army as the swarmed into the palace. Aijou wasn't sure who'd be taken over, but he was sure he'd find out at some point....when he was found at least. What they would do to him, was still unclear..but he prayed he wouldn't be killed like his parents. Even if that was the honestly good way for a prince to go...His people still needed him..and maybe, if whoever took over was kind enough, they'd allow him to stay...sure he wouldn't expect to be the prince anymore..but a servant would be better then nothing, he'd at least still have a chance to take over again...At least that was how he hoped it would turn out.
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Sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me so throw me down, tie me up...show me that you like me
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