'That damn prince.... I should be taking Skye right now! She should've been mine!' Jacob's thoughts turned dark as he sat alone, imagining all that he would've done to her.
'I'll have to find that servant wench once we're done in here.' He thought as he adjusted himself in his chair, before getting up to retire for the night.
'She liked it rough before... Let's see how much the whore can take,' Jacob thought as he left the room with his father.
After the Fowlers left, Lord Moonstone turned to the prince and asked, "So do I get to hear the Tale of the Lost Prince, or must I wait?"
"I will tell the tale once our dinner is served. My men and I have not had a decent meal in days, and you know how I love my food, Moonie," Tidas replied with a friendly pat of his shoulder.
"Why do you call me father Moonie?" Skye asked, feeling the pressure leave her after the Fowlers did.
