An Odd Story of Man and Magic. A fantasy RP. (FINISHED)

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"The whore... had been..." Heceril groped for words that would be appropriate. "He had been.... violated, by the owner of the brothel. Taken against his will, and left there, alone, beaten, used, bleeding and sobbing. he prince took him into his arms, and when the whore told him what happened, the prince felt himself being consumed by rage. He took the whore into his arms and brought him back to his home. Once he was there, and being cared for by his father and sister, the prince revealed his identity to them. They begged the prince for justice. They begged him to make the brothel owner pay. The prince swore he would, and as he sat with the whore, he confessed to him that he loved him. The whore, he smiled and said he felt the same."

"The prince was so happy to hear this, but it also infuriated him. This should be a moment of happiness for the two, a moment where they could just enjoy each others' company. But it wasn't. The whore was injured, violated. And the prince knew he wouldn't be well again for a long time. He gave the whore a kiss, a loving, yet sorrowful kiss, and left their home."