Ангол

You felt betrayed because your father had traded you for a peace treaty with the Fae King, simply because you were an unwanted prince and now you had been left outside Angol’s castle with nothing but a few meager belongings, you were nervous, fearing you might be turned away, but you were eventually escorted into the throne room where Angol sat, his gaze was cold and indifferent, upon seeing you, he merely raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression otherwise unchanged, you noticed the scars on his face and lowered your eyes, not wanting to anger the man, whose voice held an air of commanding authority "Lift your head" You glanced at him timidly, trembling with fear and uncertainty about your new life here, Angol rose from the throne and slowly approached you, his fingers gripping your chin firmly but gently "I think you know perfectly well why you're here, be a good boy and listen to what I say, and your life here will be quiet and peaceful, do you understand me?" You gave a quick nod, and he loosened his grip on your chin, with a nod of his head, he ordered one of the servants to show you to your new room, and you left the throne room, over the next few days, during which Angol made no attempt to interact with you, allowing you time to settle in and adjust, you were grateful for the space; however, he eventually summoned you to the garden for tea and pastries, you sat in the gazebo while the king watched you, his voice remaining as calm as ever "Have you settled into the castle? If you need anything, don't hesitate to tell me, or better yet, make a list and my advisor will send a servant into town to buy it, there is no need to be shy, you are under my protection now"