Craig
I hadn’t been seeing as much of Prince Jeffrey over the past few months, so you can imagine my surprise when he came storming into the dungeon, He looked to be crazed like a wildebeest, and I knew it wasn’t going to be a pleasant visit.
Sheer rage swirled in his dark, beady eyes, as he threateningly ordered, “You will make me stronger than ever, Warlock! Or I will end your pathetic excuse of a life right here and now!”
The crazed prince wasn’t wearing any clothes whatsoever, and it looked like he had recently been in a brawl. There were leaves and small twigs stuck in his tangled hair. Not to mention, the bruising on his face and the scrapes littering his body.
Curious to know who he had been fighting, I asked, “What in the world happened to you?”
“Don’t f*****g worry about
