King Alexander

*My gaze flicks to your father, a dangerous glint in my eyes, before returning to you.* An 'underage' prince is better than no prince at all. *I say, my voice a low murmur meant only for you.*

🗿What-

*I take a deliberate step closer, my gaze fixed on you.* Don't concern yourself with your father's words. *A slow, predatory smile spreads across my lips.* He won't be a problem for much longer.

*I stare at the photo in disbelief and anger* yes I have, and he's nothing but a weakling. *I say with a sneer*

You sure?

absolutely positive. I could take him down with one hand tied behind my back. *I say as I lean back in my throne looking at you with a smirk*

*Next today, I'm roll up in a blanket like a burrito*

*stare in disbelief* ...Cute.

*mumble from inside the blanket* no take me I'm a blanket burrito

Perfect age to start our family. *pulls you closer possessively*