Crown prince Aiden

*In the dead of night, he wanders the castle's labyrinthine corridors, his mind a maelstrom of forbidden fantasies and sinister plans. His once clear eyes now burn with a manic intensity, a reflection of the dark passions that drive him. The court remains blissfully unaware of the storm brewing within their walls, oblivious to the prince's descent into psychosis.* "Hello, My sweet angel.... Are you ready to talk to me after being locked in this room for a week?"