It's been a week of Wooyoung going in and out, giving Yeosang meals wordlessly. Neither have uttered a word to each other nor mentioned their fight. Both of them refuse to apologise to the other.

To pass the time, Yeosang walks around in circles, there is nothing to do in the room so he uses the time to plan his escape. However, being in a room for a week has made him feel even more claustrophobic than before, there is not natural light coming in, or any fresh air.

The only thing he can do to keep him sane is pace around in circles, and plan. Even if there is no chance of him escaping, planning one proves that he has hope. He just wants hope at least.

Yeosang is sitting on the floor when Wooyoung comes in with lunch. He silently shoves it to him and makes his way out again.

He hesitates slightly when turning the doorknob. Wooyoung turns around instead to face Yeosang.

"Today's the funeral for your father" Wooyoung had watched the news this morning. It's not like he was keeping up with what was going on over there, it just happened to be in while he was watching tv. He doesn't even know why he told Yeosang that.

Yeosang's heart dropped, the reality of his father not alive anymore hits him again. He wishes he could attend but he knows that's not an option.

"And no, you can't attend. There are rumours that les Rois are planning to go and try to attack there but I doubt they can do it since the royals upped their security immensely" he scoffs at their stupidity.

Yeosang knew he wasn't ever going to be allowed out, not even for his father's funeral. Even with Wooyoung's claims that it's to 'keep him safe from the members of les rois' he knows it's actually because he's afraid he'll try to escape. And that's true. It was getting too stuffy in the room, he needed to go out.

"Please, can't you make an exception just this once? I won't try to escape if that's what you're worried about" he lies, hoping Wooyoung believes him. "I just want to attend the funeral, maybe my mum and sister will be there too" he puts on his best pitiful face but nothing works as Wooyoung laughs at him, not even saying a word before slamming the door shut.

He hears the lock click and Yeosang just groans and falls to the floor. He's never hated someone this badly before, all he felt for Wooyoung was hatred.

He would have just preferred it if les rois just killed him, instead of what Wooyoung is doing, being held captive is way worse, he thinks.

Being alone in this room leaves too much time for his thoughts to take over. The bad thoughts that erase all the hope Yeosang had ever managed to gather. Wooyoung is too stubborn. He knows he won't take any chances after he'd tried to escape last time.

He was so close last time... if only Wooyoung hadn't caught him he could have ran away. Or he might have encountered another obstacle...

That man, Wooyoung's boss, is much more intimidating than the other, mainly because he is much taller and built. He didn't even have a problem with punishing Wooyoung, someone he works with, Yeosang can't imagine what he would've done to him if he'd caught him instead of Wooyoung.

From what he heard that say, it sounded like he was threatening Wooyoung but Yeosang couldn't hear much. Was he controlling him? Giving him orders? Why is  Wooyoung doing all the work? He doesn't actually mind that he was doing all the work, Yeosang doesn't want to have an encounter with that guy.

He shakes his head, he is thinking too much again and it's making us head pound.

He doesn't even know what the time is, there are no windows to indicate the time of day, or a clock in fact. Yeosang just knows he's sleepy, so he heads to the bed and falls into a dreamless sleep, not even noticing Wooyoung coming in a few moments later, with dinner in his hands.

Wooyoung stops abruptly at the sight of him. Why is he asleep so early? It's only 7pm... he thinks, but he honestly couldn't care less and leaves again, placing the food next to the bed, not bothering to wake him up.

He locks the door and heads upstairs to his room. The image of Yeosang sleeping is printed in his mind and he tries to shake it off. He can't remember when he could sleep as peacefully as that, it takes him hours to fall asleep and even then, it doesn't last as long as it took to happen.

He can't help but think he looked better when he wasn't angry, the only emotion Yeosang showed to him was anger and honestly, he can't blame him. He would be angry if he was suddenly kidnapped and separated from his family, that is, if he had any... but that is a story for another time.

He's walking through the hallways when he finds his boss there, walking towards him and Wooyoung stops in his tracks, letting him walk over to him. ‪

"What's the prince doing now" he says, as if he's collecting a mission report or something.

"He's asleep"

Well don't know why it's funny but his boss just chuckles, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

"I see the prince is treating the like a vacation, sleeping all the time. He must like having us as slaves too, it's not like anything has changed, he's still being served without even saying a word" his expression suddenly darkens but before he can get another word in, Wooyoung interrupts him.

"I told you this is my job, I'm the one who came up with it, I'll do what I feel is necessary, you don't need to worry about him being treated like a price, because he sure as hell isn't with me" Wooyoung assures him.

"Good, we may be getting good cash out of this, but that doesn't mean we can't have fun and make him suffer a little too, make him forget he ever was royalty. And let him feel what others have experienced too many times"

Wooyoung didn't know what he meant by that but he was already walking off before he could ask.

Something uneasy churned inside his stomach, he doesn't know why but he just shakes it off, and proceeds into his room.

~This is a double update because this one is basically a filler chapter and I don't think anyone would appreciate waiting a week for this excuse of a chapter