WARNING: The following italicized content contains implications of sexual assault. If you're uncomfortable, please skip the italicized section and resume reading at "Florian's eyes shot open"
"Did you enjoy that, little prince? I certainly did." Charles chuckled, his voice laced with cruel amusement. He stood over Florian, who lay sprawled on the ground—vulnerable, disheveled, and trembling.
His body ached, a dull pain settling into his limbs, but it was the lingering sense of violation that made his skin crawl. Tears spilled freely down his cheeks, hot and relentless, no matter how hard he tried to suppress them.
