Paired with eyes flashing with malice and a wicked grin, Virgil was absolutely terrifying as he walked into the holding cell where I sat against the wall, chained to the stone floor. I tried to force a stoic, neutral expression over my face, or what Virgil could see of my face. A threaded half-mask fit snugly around my eyes, hiding my true identity.
Virgil crouched down in front of me, too close for comfort. "You know, I never imagined how I would feel once I finally caught you." He chuckled darkly. "But now that I have you right before me, I'm completely unsatisfied."
I tried to growl, but it came out raspy and not the least bit intimidating. "And why is that?"
Like a whip, Virgil's hand snapped out and grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling me close. It took all of my willpower to not cower under his piercing stare.
A slender finger slid underneath my mask. I froze, limbs locking up tight. I fumbled over my words for something to say, something to do before Virgil could take it off-
"I want to know what you look like," he drawled. "I want to know who is constantly foiling all of my plans, constantly stopping me from doing what I want, constantly in my way." His smile sharpened. "Don't you think I deserve to know after all this trouble I went through to catch you?" He tugged teasingly against the fabric.
I attempted to jerk away, but his grasp around my hair tightened and I winced. "Don't," I managed to choke out. "Don't. Virgil, please."
If Virgil knew who I was-
"Begging already?" Virgil laughed viciously. "This must be good then."
Then he straight up yanked the mask right off of me, no warning.
I gasped, heart sinking as I stared up at Virgil with wide, panicked eyes.
Nonononono.
Virgil's face flashed with shock that quickly melted into cruel delight. "Oh. Oh." He studied my face for a moment more, lips pulling up into a grin, teeth flashing. "I know who you are."
I felt like I was going to vomit.
"The young prince Roman, in my custody," he purred. "What a wonderful day this is turning out to be." He leaned in close enough for a frightened, dismayed hero like me to feel his breath on my lips. His eyes smouldering with an intensity.
"Now what to do with someone like you?"
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ActionThe villian, has finally gotten the hero right where he wants him. The hero's identity is at risk of being discovered and now not just him, but the whole nation are in danger... The villian is called Virgil and the hero is called Roman.
