'I need to get the fuck out of here right now!'
Obviously, Jake wasn't going to give him the chance. Firmly grabbing him by the shoulder, his thumb and forefinger pressed mercilessly into his collarbone, the prince squealed out an unintended groan of pain before shutting up right after being scowled at.
"Bring me before Duke Gole and the other leaders, shall we?"
The prince swallowed hard but nodded obediently. No shit?! If he refused, he better get ready to lose his pretty head.
" F-follow me." He stuttered with a constipated smile that was close to a grimace.
Jake's fingers were still pinching his collarbone and the pain was so great that he was starting to tear up. His image of a refined and mysterious prince had been ruined in an instant. What a disgrace!
