Thread: Give Me A Heir (Vicodin + Elizabeth)

A flash of light illuminated the room of a room, as the prince smirked and removed the top portion of his robes, a slight sigh of relief being emitted from his lips as he felt all that additional weight being dropped onto the floor. There was a metallic clang that resonated from the wooden floor, as a dagger had scratched the plank of wood that it had fallen on. His head, his abs, his stomach, all shown from the disrobing, as the man put on a simple white shirt and a pair of leather pants. The last thing that he wanted to do is be mistaken for the prince from the kingdom next door, at least, right now. The prince's black eyes flashed malevolently as he picked up the dagger that had clanged to the floor, and he brandished it around a few times, smirking. Oh my princess... you are going to be so much fun... He said, and he turned around to kick the dead guard that he murdered before. This room was useful, it must have been the costume room. He could just put his set of robes in the closet and no one would know that it was him that had done it. He wiped off the blood from the dagger that he used, and he then picked up the pouch of poison that he had brought with him while he made his way to the castle. He dipped the tip of the dagger into the pouch, a type of dust forming on the tip of the blade before glowing, and Prince Alexander hid the dagger in his pocket. He slid along the walls, being as careful as possible until he reached the princess' room, and he carefully opened the door. The princess was sleeping... this was his chance. He moved over to the girl and then sank the tip of the dagger into her neck, being careful as to not kill her, and smirked as the dust formed inside of her wound, blood seeping out of the neck ever so gently. Her body would be tensed up until he had her at his own castle. He threw the dagger to the side, before picking up the princess bridal style, and making his way out of the castle. It was a wonder how he managed to be so sneaky, but the reason was he had trained this with his own guards, back at his castle. And his castle had more security then this joke. He set the princess onto his back, tying her with a rope to his midsection so that her chest was pressed onto his. And he then rode. He climbed up on a horse, and then rode back to his kingdom. In his own room, a mass of black and white, Alexander had the princess tied up. Her clothes had been cut off and burned, leaving her with only her body. Her succulent breasts... shown off in the way that she was chained up. She had her arms chained above her head, chained at the wrists so that her beautiful breasts were pushed together, and her legs were chained nearby the wrists, spread and showing off that wonderful pussy that he was wanting to enter. But no... he had to wait. He gave the girl a tap on the head with the blunt blade of a different dagger and he smirked. Wake up Princess... Wake up from Dreamland. He said. The prince was dressed up in his royal robes now, black and white the main color in his attire. He looked like an adorned chess piece, if he was the king. His crown remained on his head, as if it was put on his head with an adhesive. Wake up now... my new Pet.