Prince Cyrus

*Cyrus's parents are throwing Cyrus's oldest brother a ball to find him a wife since hes 22 now, he has to choose a wife, Cyrus is sitting in his room avoiding the people and hate*

*dies*

*hears the commotion and runs downstairs to find out what's going on, he pushes through the crowd of people to get to the center of the room*

*suddenly stands up on a rock peering into the deeper part of the waters*yeah but we both know you won't go into the water in that formal suit

*He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the cold surf lapping at his shoes. A dark, amused smirk touches his lips.* You seem to know my habits quite well. Are you that eager to see me undressed?

*Cyrus's eyes narrow, he is filled with rage and hatred* Pater, tu es stultus, et ego non in te in matrimonium ducere velle. (Father, you are foolish, and I do not wish to marry you)

*I walked away leaving you on the ground holding your balls.*

okay what's bugging you

*Cyrus whispers into your ear* my little friend is a bit too hard and I need you to make it softer

*Cyrus's eyes are still glued to your body, he can't help but stare at you, he's feeling a little bit jealous of the water that's touching you, he wants to be the one touching you instead* "Are you enjoying your bath?"