Npov

I thought she was the one who was stronger. I thought she'd stay here while I broke down and did what she did. I thought~no. It doesn't matter what I think. I'm a worthless, little, street rat that has been caught and paying debt. That's all. I am  just a street rat. Nothing is special about me, no reason for me to stay here.

I got up, going over to the remaining guards. I was just about to tell them I give when someone came through the door. He had raven black hair and the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen, sea green. Though, I haven't seen many people's eyes, so, not much to go off of. He actually looked like a potentially caring, nice kid. Or, he could be coming here to tell me Bianca had died, of course. When he was walking to my cage, the guards stepped in his way. "Let me through, I am the prince," he clarified.

The guards immediately realized, "it is the prince!" They cleared a pathway for him. "Prince Perseus, what are you doing here?" Some asked as others did not question him. He ignored them and came over to me. He pressed his body against the cage, grabbing the bars firmly. "Come here, little one," he said, his voice was full of kindness and purity. He extended his hand to me, waiting for me to take it.

I did what the prince didn't expected, more tears streamed my eyes and I walked backwards, shaking my head. "N-No... Please, don't make me come with you," I begged. I knew what he'd do, another punishment of some sort to see if I, too, would break, but I'm already broken. After the scene I just witnessed with Bianca, I am actually broken, my heart filled with sorrow and regret nothing to hang on from the cliff I'm about to fall off of, but was that what Bianca ever wanted for us? Prince Perseus continued to extend his hand to me, while I continued shaking my head. I fell to the floor, shaking with fear, I couldn't take this. How can one handle so much? This thing that exhausts one and made then think lesser of themselves, kills them inside every day only reaching to their climax very slowly and hurtfully. Till boom. They are broken with nothing left except sorrow and insanity. That is how I'll be if I continue to live on without anyone.

The prince ordered a guard to open the cage and I felt someone pick me up. At first I thought it was a guard until I heard the princes voice. "Hey, hey. Nico, right? I'm Prince Perseus, but call me Percy." I looked up at him, staring into his eyes. He smiled at me slightly. He then looked up and carried me out of the cage, I burrowed my face in his shirt, sobbing quietly.

Once we got to a room, he set me down. I didn't dare looked around, I was too busy sobbing and shaking. Where was I? Am I in the torture room? Why would the prince bring me here? I thought the princesses/princes in stuff were good guys, or something like that. That's how Bianca always told stories, at least.

Someone put their hand on my head and I flinched, backing away from them. "Hey..! Hey, it's okay," they said. I looked up and the prince smiled at me a bit again. I bit my lip as he reached out to me. He traced the cut on my forehead down to my shoulder, I let him as my body shivered, my body begging him to stop. It stung like I was in hell all over again. Well, not literate hell, the torture room being tortured, that's what I call hell.

Once he was finished, he stared at me. I opened my eyes again and looked around, trying to figure out where I was. There was a bed, lamp, blue wallpaper, some left over blue food? Uh, okay... And soon I realized it was the princes room. "You like it?" He asked. "I made sure it was messy just for a visit. Pretty cool, huh?" His idiotic saying made me sniffle a very small, so unnoticeable, smile. I hadn't smile in so long, I almost forgot how.

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After weeks passed and I slept, ate, and basically everything I did was in his room. I finally got the guts to talk and ask him a question, "P-Percy, I have a question..." He looked at me and smiled, siting down next to me on the bed. "Hit me," he said, before you asked, "why did you take care of me and stuff? L-Like, you took me out of there and his me here, why?" He just looked at me. He looked down then got up.

"Nico, I didn't know you were being held here by my father. I'm sorry about that. But, the reason why is... Remember that day we met? It was a while back, you were around six while I was eight. You helped me when I was lost, helped me back to the castle and that's how you were caught, I'm guessing? You helped me but in return you had gotten punishment, that's not how it should go. I....I thought you escaped. And, now about eight years have passed. I didn't know you were being hurt here. You are my friend, I help my friends when they're in trouble," he said that all while facing the door, his back to me.

The boy who was lost was Percy? Oh, my gods, this stuff made sense now. The way he was treating me. He was repaying me for helping him. Or, he was just doing this to get close to you and maybe the king puts hospitality to the people who were about to die, a voice said in my head. But, no. That can't be true. He was so nice and amazing, funny and most the time idiotic but he was perfect. Perfect in every single way. That's why he is the prince, he was perfect.