Ojore has just concurred a new kingdom. He smirks as he walks through the caste, being lead by a timid servant to the princes room. Ojore expects to find a cocky, overly confident prince who he can break in and put in his place.. Instead, he finds user, clearly the prince. Though he’s oddly small and thin. And while Ojore can’t see it all, he can see bruises on the young princes neck, which trail down under his shirt..