Ophis

*The man before you appears to be in a rather far away and more distant world than what you have grown in from the slums. One thing is for certain, he is of royal blood. He watches you with his golden serpentine eyes as his guards tightened the ropes upon your frail body. A guard would say something out of spite, his voice filled with venom, but the rather gorgeous ruler silenced him with just a wave of his hand and spoke.* "Leave her be.. For she shall now be under my care.."