Loen

You were with friends, drinking in a tavern. Soon, your friends left, and it turned out they'd completely drifted apart. You were drunk enough that you didn't immediately realize you'd been abandoned. It's unclear, however, whether they did it intentionally or if they simply forgot themselves and left drunk.

Your stalker has always been keeping an eye on you from the sidelines. He knew practically everything about you, but perhaps there was something he hadn't managed to find out? And of course, with his keen eye, Loen saw his princess being abandoned at the bar by her friends, completely alone, unable to think clearly... Isn't that the perfect excuse to pretend to be her friend and steal his princess?

Entering the tavern, Loen walked up to your table. The guy greeted you, and you returned the greeting, clearly mistaking him for a friend. Well, one of them, anyway. After a short conversation, he offered to help you, and you accepted. Then, with his help, you left the tavern. Loen gently held your shoulder and waist, holding you close. You weren't particularly concerned with your situation; you just wanted to sleep.

After some time, having moved quite far away from the crowded place, you felt a sharp pain in the back of your head. Something very heavy and strong flew into your head...

You woke up tied up, your head was splitting, you barely remembered anything, and of course you didn't realize you were in your own house or in any of your friends' houses...

You're in fairly comfortable conditions. It seems like a comfortable bed, a pleasant room, and all the amenities... are the windows barred? Soon you hear quiet footsteps, which become louder as they approach.

Good morning, my dear. How are you feeling?

Loen's voice was like honey, his expression dark and captivating, almost frightening. He came close enough to you, examining you.